Chang Zhong ruefully said, "Dad, you didn't ask Mom for Silver, do you have enough Silver to buy a colt?"
Zhou Shuren, "!!"
Chang Zhong understood, the Silver in his dear father's purse wasn't sufficient.
The carriage had just begun moving when Zhou Shuren shouted, "Stop the carriage, stop the carriage."
Then, Zhou Shuren turned to Shen Xing, fell silent for a moment, and said to his son, "I'll wait for you in the carriage, you go back and get the Silver."
Chang Zhong, "...me?"
Zhou Shuren cleared his throat and said, "If I go, I probably won't get much Silver back."
Chang Zhong understood, so dad had annoyed mom again; he wondered why mom didn't offer the Silver willingly. She wanted dad to pay the Silver!
Zhou Shuren clutched his own purse, "I don't have much Silver; don't expect me to pay."
Horses really were expensive, especially good ones; even foals were prohibitively costly.
