My own mind is just too considerate for myself!
Shi Suifeng: ...Even 200 is considered tight?
Has Little He forgotten that he actually only leaves 20 for himself each month!
Anyway, the army takes care of food and lodging, plus the big packages Little He sends every month, there’s no need to spend money on food or clothes... It’s already quite ample!
His expression was too obvious, and Chu River explained everything to him in detail—
"Our family’s food expenses alone are 200 bucks a month!"
Shi Suifeng: ...
What kind of family spends 200 a month!
Chu River has already started counting things on his fingers:
"Wood, rice, oil, and salt, which don’t cost money?"
"Besides, don’t think the kids at ho seem small—that’s because they’re not eating properly! In reality, they eat a lot."
"Look at Da Dan, small as he is, he can finish three bowls in a al. And Little Xuan, as tiny as he is, also needs two bowls a al!"
In general families, who dares to let children eat so freely, and with every al being white rice and refined flour.
At this point, Chu River’s expression beca sowhat peculiar.
"Da Dan is making money now, and the wheat bran and chaff at ho are too precious to just mix into the pot..."
It’s not that they want to eat it; it’s just that it suddenly disappeared and there’s an emptiness in the heart.
But it must be said, without all those miscellaneous grains, the taste of the food has truly improved a lot.
She just said that stuff should be pig feed, how could it be mixed into the pot?
Shi Suifeng also deeply sighed.
Rembering Da Dan, when they first arrived, the family mixed these things into every al of rice and flour and had to chew slowly, or else it would feel dry and rough...
Thinking of this, he patted Chu River on the shoulder.
"Little He, all these years, thank you all for your hard work!"
When he returned to Ning City, he made ti to catch up with old friends and deal with the ownership of the old house.
At that ti, at a liquor table, Political Commissar Li held his hand with teary eyes, endlessly saying Little He and they had endured a lot of hardship at ho...
Only then, upon inquiry, did he realize that during grain donation, the silly girl gave away almost all other staples, leaving only wheat bran and chaff.
What kind of spirit is this?!
What greatness is this?!
It was like suffering and enduring grievances oneself to contribute to the country!
Almost got reported as an exemplary model.
Unfortunately, Chu River strongly rejected it, so this rit silently counted towards Shi Suifeng’s record. Although there was no actual reward, at least Shi Suifeng had an additional morable point with the higher-ups.
After all, the influence of family is also very important!
...
Chu River didn’t know about this yet, and sighed at the mont: "Da Dan now uses these materials to make side dishes, sauces, and snacks, earning two to three hundred a month, and is unwilling to give it to to eat."
It’s not that he doesn’t want to share.
Mainly, after the disaster, these cheap goods for filling the stomach sold well. Da Dan was in a rush and really didn’t want to go out to buy more.
And so, back and forth, there was such a wonderful misunderstanding.
But Shi Suifeng quickly grasped the key point—
"Two to three hundred?!"
He was completely astonished:
"Just making so pickles and stuff can earn that much money?"
"Not only that! Daya takes ti to make clothes and skirts regularly, and earns at least one or two hundred a month."
As for Gu Ping, Gu An, and Yun Baoni, and Little Xuan, they might not have any specific craft, but their academic performance is excellent!
And during leisure, they help everyone out. Every month, they earn dozens of bucks, following the labor rate that rises every year.
It’s equivalent to each kid in the family earning at least a worker’s wage.
Hearing about such a life, Shi Suifeng really didn’t know what to say and just wanted to hug himself—after all, for an old man to mix into such a state is quite heartbreaking.
Yet no matter how you think, nowadays an inco of over 200 a month is not considered little!
It could even be said to be quite substantial.
Just goes to show that comparisons can drive you mad.
But the kids can earn money, so Little He’s pressure is a bit less, putting his mind at ease.
Chu River looked at him, suddenly realizing: "Do you even know how much money our family has?"
Then eagerly went back to the room to pull out a bankbook.
After all, most of their previous communication relied on letters, and such opportunistic business couldn’t be put to paper, so Chu River never ntioned it.
And Shi Suifeng did rember when he left Ning City, Little He made a couple of vehicles a month, earning one or two thousand, allowing him to leave with peace of mind.
But who would have thought, upon opening the bankbook and seeing the number at the bottom—
Honestly, at that mont, his breath stopped.
—200,000?!
This is also the savings their family could have?!
What kind of concept is 200,000?
Given the self-built houses in the suburbs of Beijing now, they’re only about 1,100, even unbroken, 1,500 tops.
The office buildings with two or three bedrooms in Beijing City also cost only five to six thousand bucks.
Weighing it this way, this bankbook was literally heavy in hand.
Shi Suifeng had no strength left to sigh, finally just saying with complex emotions:
"It’s fine as long as Little He didn’t suffer."
"You’ve got your own house now; living should be more secure."
Previously in the military district, he also knew many were eyeing that house.
Chu River was stunned for a mont, then nodded: "Yeah, a big yard, you can do whatever you want, and once we have more money, I’m going to buy more too!"
Now that her mory was back, she recalled that in those previous worlds, houses were valuable, and even if not staying in them, just seeing them was pleasing!
She couldn’t help but feel smug: "All these years, I’ve raised several kids with my bare hands, and now they can all earn money themselves, the 1,100 for this house was pooled by everyone!"
She only paid for the renovation.
Now recalling it, there’s a sense of pride mixed with the bitterness of a mother’s love.
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