"Dad, let me go. Our family really doesn't have any silver left. I'll go check it out first. If it works, I'll do it. If not, I'll come back!"
Old An's head was in a dilemma at this moment; what An Quan said wasn't wrong at all. Their family had no silver left, and life was becoming unsustainable.
"Dad, I know what you mean. You're afraid it's dangerous. I'll be careful. If I go to another place to work, it might not be possible to settle the silver quickly. This job is calculated daily, which is just right for our family."
Originally, it was decided that after this family of three left, An Quan would find some work to do. Now, it's close to home and paid daily, which seemed perfect to him. He really wanted to go.
Seeing that An Quan was interested, the Village Chief continued, "Old An, I don't think you need to think about it anymore. Just let the boy decide for himself. He's not too young, after all, and knows his limits. He's doing this for your family's good, isn't he?"
