But the person who is sick now is Zhang Cuihua.
Was it worth spending money on Zhang Cuihua?
Zhang Cuihua is just a rural woman with no job. She still relies on Liu Dekai for living expenses and rents a house for her. She can't generate any income, and besides, she is Liu Dekai's mother, not her own.
The answer is obvious.
It's not worth it.
And this isn't just about 30 yuan; it's an unknown bottomless pit! It's 30 yuan every month!
Su Yueya said that she had taken on the housework for three years in order to improve Zhang Cuihua's health.
If they agree to hire a housekeeper now, wouldn't that mean they'll have to keep hiring one indefinitely? Otherwise, if they take good care of Zhang Cuihua and then fire the housekeeper, she might get sick from exhaustion, and then they'll have to hire another one.
This is not something that can be solved with 30 yuan.
“Dekai, 30 yuan is just a monthly expense. If you do the math, that’s 360 yuan a year! If you want to hire someone, you have to keep doing it. I don’t need to calculate how much that will cost.”
"Besides, my mother-in-law is indeed not in good health right now, but she's not dying. Is it really necessary to hire a housekeeper?"
Mo Youyou had her own plans. She had already rented a house for Zhang Cuihua, and if Liu Dekai insisted on hiring a housekeeper, she wouldn't pay for it.
But what if Liu Dekai hired a housekeeper with his own salary...?
Isn't Liu Dekai's money also the money of him and his wife?
Doesn't that mean it's Mo Youyou's money?
Is 30 yuan a month, such a large sum of money, really going to be enjoyed by Zhang Cuihua all by herself?
Sure enough, Liu Dekai pondered for a moment and made up his mind.
“If you’re going to hire someone, even if it’s only 30 yuan a month, you have to hire someone to take care of my mother. If you don’t agree, then use my salary to hire someone,” Liu Dekai said in an unquestionable tone. “That’s how it’s arranged.”
Zhang Cuihua remained silent.
Thirty yuan—it still hurt her deeply, but then she thought of her sickly body…
When Zhang Cuihua heard that Liu Dekai was determined to hire a nanny for her despite Mo Youyou's objections, she felt that she hadn't spoiled her son for nothing.
When she was young, her husband abandoned her and their son, and she raised her son with great difficulty.
Although she has poor eyesight and couldn't find a good husband, she gave birth to a good son. Her son is successful and filial, and he won't abandon her.
But she wasn't destined to be waited on. She was just a country woman, and she still felt bad about spending the money.
"Dekai, why don't we just forget about it? 30 yuan is too expensive. Our family can't afford to spend that much," Zhang Cuihua advised.
She still had her own little scheme in mind.
Just like the rented house, if Mo Youyou paid for it, Zhang Cuihua would enjoy it without any guilt, but if her own son paid for it, she would feel too bad!
Mo Youyou is right. At worst, he'll just be a little weaker, but he won't die. Why make his son spend money?
"I'll take good care of myself and try to do as little work as possible. This money is really not something I absolutely have to spend."
"Mom, no!" Liu Dekai refused to listen to advice.
What was he striving for besides the prestige he received in the military?
Isn't it all for the sake of providing a better life for my family?
His only blood relative is his mother. If he can't even take care of his mother, what is the meaning of Liu Dekai's life?
"There's no need to discuss this anymore, we must ask them. I'll go find someone tomorrow," Liu Dekai said decisively.
"Son, really—"
"Mom, stop talking!" Liu Dekai interrupted Zhang Cuihua's persuasion.
Although Zhang Cuihua looked troubled and was reluctant to part with the money, she also felt that her son was so good to her.
On second thought, even if her son spent thirty yuan a month on her, it wouldn't matter. After all, her daughter-in-law was an only child, and if the young couple needed money for their daily life, her in-laws would definitely not do anything about it.
After all, they were already married, and their son was going to spend his life with Mo Youyou.
From now on, everything belonging to her in-laws will belong to Mo Youyou. Since Mo Youyou is her son's wife, she also belongs to her son.
Thirty yuan a month... doesn't seem like much, right?
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