"Hey, big brother, stop overthinking it! Now that you're finally home, let's go out and look around. Besides, I stole Dad's money pouch—we're rich!"
He fished a brown pouch embroidered with bamboo patterns from his tunic; it was bulging at the seams.
He gave the pouch a shake. It was heavy, and one could tell at a glance that it held a good amount of silver.
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