With a beaming smile, he teased, "I know, I know. Those were your father's exact words, so don't blame your uncle!" Clearly, he was intentionally tormenting his young nephews and nieces, who were eager to finish their lessons and go play.
"Seventh Uncle, our studies are not so urgent. There will be plenty of time for that later; a day or two won't make a difference," Su Shi'an pleaded, her face full of distress as she tried her best to argue. "Just think, those starving children—if we delay even one more day, they might just die of hunger."
"It won't be that dire. You already gave them a good amount of soybean dregs yesterday. Besides, didn't you also give them some money? That should be enough to tide them over for a while," Deng Qiyue responded dismissively.
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