"Why aren't you talking? Tell me, how much money have you saved by living so frugally?"
Brigade Commander Zhu asked the question that Aunt Qian least wanted to hear.
She stammered, "What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't save any money. I lost it all."
Brigade Commander Zhu snorted coldly, "All of it? Then tell me, how did you get rid of it? Did you eat the meat? Or buy new clothes? Or did you buy something for your family? Or are there any other favors that I don't know about?"
Aunt Qian was a little annoyed by the question and shouted with her neck stiffened, "Don't you want to spend money at home? You just eat every day when you open your eyes, don't you want to spend money?"
Brigade Commander Zhu pointed at the dishes on the table and said, "So, how much does this kind of food cost per day? Do you want to pay extra?"
Of course, these vegetables don't cost a penny. They are all grown at home or picked from other people's homes. The rice and flour have been bought long ago. We usually drink porridge at home, and rarely eat steamed buns or white rice. I only occasionally steam an egg for my grandson and make steamed rice for my husband, which lasts for most of half a month.
"If your mother's family can't make ends meet, it's understandable that you contribute a little. I've never said anything. But you should also know your limits. You eat coarse food at home, while your eldest nephew treats us to braised pork at a state-owned restaurant. I can't even afford to eat with my salary, and my own grandson can't even afford an egg and cries out of greed, while your nephew is so plump and white."
Aunt Qian retorted, "That's impossible. Dashan said he saved all the money to marry Shuanzi off. He won't spend it on other people."
Brigadier General Zhu couldn't stand it any longer and threw down his chopsticks. "I won't say anything that has no basis. Also, you're using my money to marry your nephew? Do you think I'll have to raise your nephew's children if he has them in the future?"
Aunt Qian was in the wrong, but she refused to admit it. "So what? He's my nephew. What's wrong with helping him?"
Brigade Commander Zhu had long known that he couldn't communicate with her, so he didn't bother to say more. "Starting this month, I'll only give you twenty. I'll save the rest. I have my own sons and grandchildren to take care of."
Aunt Qian was anxious, "What can twenty do? Dashan's family's monthly expenses are thirty."
Brigade Commander Zhu looked at his wife quietly. "What does their monthly expenses have to do with me? Do I have an obligation to support their family?"
Aunt Qian was so anxious that tears came out. "I don't care. If you give me such a small amount of money, I will definitely not be able to make a living."
"If you can't make ends meet, then don't. Go live with Qian Dashan. If you can't come up with the money, see if your good brother can give you a bite to eat."
After saying this, he felt much more relaxed. He had been holding these words in for a long time, and today he finally had the opportunity to express them, which made him feel relieved.
Aunt Qian was also angry. She put her grandson down and said, "You said it. Don't regret it." Then she ran out.
Brigade Commander Zhu did not chase after him. Qian Dashan's home was next to the compound, and it would take less than two minutes to get there after leaving the compound. It was very safe.
It was Qian Daqin who helped find the house, saying that it would be easier to take care of him if it was close by.
Haha, all his money went to Qian Dashan's family. They all had greasy food, but he was just eating coarse food at home. It was ridiculous.
Brigade Commander Zhu picked up his grandson and went to the kitchen. He opened the kitchen cabinet and saw half a basket of eggs, about a dozen in total.
She has eggs but doesn't give them to her children. I don't know who she will give the eggs to tomorrow.
"Xiaobao, can grandpa fry you some eggs?"
Xiaobao immediately clapped his hands, "Yeah, yeah, I want fried eggs, fried eggs."
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