Night.
Through a wooden door and a cloth curtain, the mother and younger sister could be heard talking quietly.
The younger sister, Zhou Zihe, recounted how, when she returned the clothes earlier, one of the merchants had generously given her two extra copper coins, complaining about how someone always spoke so rudely and suggesting they stop taking his clothes.
Her mother admonished her: "We're workers. Having work to do and clothes to wash means we can earn money. Why be picky about who we take on work? If we keep picking and choosing, what if nobody lets us wash clothes anymore?"
Zhou Zihe fell silent, and after a long while, said, "Anyway, I don't want to wash his clothes anymore!"
Zhou Ang listened for a while, until the conversation stopped, guessing they must have f
