"What’s the point of saying all this?" Shen Jianhua felt helpless. Everyone was enjoying themselves until Zhou Lanfang just had to make a few comments that made everyone unhappy. This update ıs available on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
It’s no wonder her daughter doesn’t like her.
"I’m just afraid she’ll be lazy," Zhou Lanfang’s tone softened somewhat. She was used to being harsh on Shen Mianmian and often unconsciously got too stern. It was only when Shen Jianhua spoke up did she realize it.
"Mianmian isn’t that kind of child," Shen Jianhua defended.
Zhou Lanfang didn’t care about what kind of person she was; all that mattered was that Shen Mianmian wasn’t kicked out, "How much is it per day?" This was the key question she wanted to ask.
"Fifty cents a day." Speaking of the salary made Shen Jianhua happy too; he hadn’t expected it to be so much each day.
It was a pity that they didn’t want adults; otherwise, he and his wife could go help out for a while. It would have been nice, especially since they had no income over the New Year’s period.
People from the countryside are hardworking and don’t mind dirty or tiring jobs. As long as there’s payment, they’re willing to do it.
"What kind of work is it, for fifty cents a day?" Zhou Lanfang was so astonished her mouth hung open. With such a job available, why would Shen Mianmian bother going to school? She might as well work every day.
"Helping someone weave bamboo baskets," Shen Mianmian replied.
Zhou Lanfan gave her a look, "Do they pay daily or monthly?" At fifty cents a day, that’s fifteen yuan a month. The wild child now had expensive tastes; she couldn’t be allowed to spend it all.
"They’ll pay it all at the start of school."
"You better do a good job and make sure you work until the school starts." With the wild child not underfoot at home and the chance to make some money, Zhou Lanfang’s joy was impossible to hide.
Shen Jianhua, who knew exactly what kind of person Zhou Lanfang was, couldn’t be bothered to argue with her, "Mianmian, don’t listen to her. If you can’t manage, just come back. We don’t need that money."
"Why are you teaching her that way?" Zhou Lanfang was anxious, "When we were kids, didn’t we all start earning work points at eleven or twelve? How old is she now?"
Could his wife really not hear the compliment?
Money was still on Zhou Lanfang’s mind, and she warned Shen Mianmian, "When you get your wages, you bring back every cent. If you’re short even a hair, you’ll have to answer for it."
Seeing her becoming more and more unreasonable, Shen Jianhua glared at her and put down his chopsticks, "Don’t think about the money. Mianmian and I agreed that the money she earns will be hers to keep."
Zhou Lanfang flew into a rage, "The rest of us can’t separate from the household even after marriage, we still have to contribute money to the family. Why shouldn’t she hand over the money she earns? What does she need that much money for?"
Her husband was spoiling the wild child more and more. If things continued this way, what would come of it?
"Mom, stop arguing," Shen Mianmian took the initiative to talk about handing over her earnings, "I’ll keep two yuan for myself to spend, the rest I’ll give to you."
As long as Zhou Lanfang didn’t interfere and hinder her from earning money, it didn’t matter if she gave her a bit more, but it was essential to keep some cash on hand. That way, the money she spent later could be accounted for.
Zhou Lanfang was about to object, but Shen Jianhua glared her into silence.
Grinding her teeth in frustration, she thought, fine, back down for now and wait until Shen Mianmian actually got the wages.
By then, Shen Jianhua would probably have gone to work, and wouldn’t the house be hers to rule?
"Uncle, do they still need people? Can I go work with my sister?" Zhou Siyu, who had been silent up until now, couldn’t contain herself any longer upon hearing about the money and not having to hand it over.
If she could earn that much, she’d be able to buy a new dress for the summer.