Chunhua’s sudden outburst of temper made the little Yuer in her arms start crying, and Liang Shurong’s heart ached terribly. He immediately wanted to take her into his arms.
"Look at you, just talk, why throw a fit?" Liang Shurong said with a frown.
Chunhua lifted her clothes and directly stuffed her breast into Yuer’s mouth, effectively silencing the girl.
"I’m just frustrated, okay? Look at our home, what does it even resemble? Go and see how Sister-in-law Qi’s family lives, we can’t even compare," Chunhua said with a dark expression.
Liang Shurong lowered his head and said, "That’s because I’m not capable enough!"
Seeing this, Chunhua felt a mix of emotions—Old Liang lacked ambition, but he was so incredibly attentive to her and didn’t say a word even when they had a daughter, treating the girl like a treasure.
Seeing his nice-guy demeanor, Chunhua said, "I’m not blaming you. There’s only so much from the allowance; I understand how you have to stretch it. Sister-in-law Qi’s family, if they relied only on Commander Qi’s allowance, would definitely not have it so good either. It’s all Cheng Su I know."
"Yuer’s mom, with Commander Qi’s family running a business, never mind our family, which house in the whole courtyard can compare to theirs? That sort of comparison, it’s impossible," Liang Shurong couldn’t help saying.
"I’m not trying to compete with them; I just want life to be a bit easier. Just your allowance isn’t enough for the household, and now there’s one more mouth to feed. If something comes up back in our hometown and we have no money, what then? I absolutely have to go work," Chunhua added.
"I know that, but Yuer is too young. She’s still nursing and to wean her now and send her back to the countryside—I just can’t bear it," Liang Shurong grimaced as he looked at his daughter’s plump cheeks.
"What can we do if we can’t bear it? We’ll have to let go eventually," Chunhua said through clenched teeth. "How about this, we send her back for three years, and when she’s over three, we bring her back to attend kindergarten here, what do you think?"
Liang Shurong was still reluctant and muttered, "Then when you go back to work later on, it’ll be the same." Seeing Chunhua’s expression darken again, he quickly added, "If you think it’s okay, then I’ll talk to Mom about it!"
At that, Chunhua’s expression softened.
The next day, Chunhua took her daughter to visit Qiumei’s place. She first played with Dan Dan and then started chatting with Li Qiumei.
She looked around their home and said, "Your place is nice too; you have everything you need, unlike our home, which is so poor."
Qiumei felt a pang of concern and tentatively asked, "What’s the matter? Did Sister-in-law Qi’s new refrigerator upset you?"
"Upset? I wouldn’t go that far. I just think it must be nice to have money, to buy whatever you want. Without money, we can only dream, right?" Chunhua looked at her.
Not sure of Chunhua’s intentions, Qiumei said, "Naturally, having money is good, but we all live within our means. You can’t wish for more than you have."
Chunhua smirked and asked, "Your sister Qiulan, working in Sister-in-law Qi’s restaurant, she must be making a fair bit, right?"
Qiumei became guarded and vaguely replied, "I don’t know how much she makes. It’s just a salary of a few tens of yuan a month. She’s a young girl and spends her own money on accessories—I don’t interfere with that!"
"Really? I heard that a lot of things at your home were bought by your sister?"
Qiumei’s eyebrows furrowed, and she felt somewhat displeased, replying, "If she wants to show filial piety and buy things, that’s her choice. If not, I wouldn’t say anything about it!"
Knowing she might have gone too far, Chunhua coughed and said, "I didn’t mean anything by it. I was just wondering, what do you think about me working at Sister-in-law Qi’s shop too? I heard that your Qiulan is now a manager. How much does she make a month?"