"Stinky kid, can't you be a little more presentable? Mumu is still here," Qin Jie helplessly glanced at her son. How could he be so foolish? How many girls would like someone like Du Yu?
Du Yu wasn't that young anymore; he'd be eighteen in two months. In two more years, he could get married, making Qin Jie start to worry.
The meal was quite enjoyable with Du Yu clowning around occasionally, making the dining table lively.
The Du Family had extra rooms, so Xu Mumu rested there for a while before going to work with Qin Jie.
In the afternoon, work continued with sorting through these data. By the time Xu Mumu had completely organized and double-checked everything, it was nearly time to clock out.
Xu Mumu handed the new account book to Qin Jie, "Mrs. Qin, I've finished organizing it. Please take a look."
"Let me see." Qin Jie was a bit surprised. Previously, it took people two or three days to organize these things. Those unfamiliar with the work would take even longer.
