Yan Jiecheng looked at his parents, tugged at Yu Li's clothes, and whispered, "Xiao Li, why don't you just forget it and wait until I get a raise."
"never mind?"
Yu Li didn't expect that even though she was already at the front, Yan Jiecheng not only didn't want to help charge into battle, but actually wanted to hold her back?
Reaching out and pinching Yan Jiecheng's waist, Yu Li then turned her head and looked at Yan Fugui and the third aunt. She said seriously, "Dad, Mom, it's not that I, a newly married daughter-in-law, am ignorant. It's really that Jiecheng's salary is all handed over to you. How are we going to make a living then?"
"You only left Jie Cheng five dollars, and that's for his lunch. What should I do?"
"Xiao Li, you eat and live at home now. We have everything at home and you don't need to spend any money."
Before Yan Fugui could say anything, the third aunt started to settle the accounts.
"What if I want to buy something else? Should I ask you for it?"
After hearing what the third aunt said, Yu Li almost exploded with anger. What do you mean you don’t have to spend money? Why? If you don’t have to spend money, can’t you keep some money in your hand? Even if you want to save money, she should be the one to manage Yan Jiecheng’s salary.
"What do you want us to do? It means you need to hand over your salary. This is a tradition. Everyone does it this way. Don't you, Xiaoli, hand over the money you earn to your parents when you are at home?"
Third Aunt was still making sense, and what she said was not wrong. When the family was not divided, people of this era did have to hand over their wages, but they would not leave so little to their married children. They would at least leave enough money for them to spend.
Yan Jiecheng spent almost all of his five yuan on meals at the factory in a month, leaving nothing for Yu Li. This was what made Yu Li unhappy.
"I'm not against Jie Cheng turning over the money, but he can't turn it all in, right?"
Yu Li said with a dissatisfied tone: "They say that a man you marry provides you with food and clothing. Yes, now that Jiecheng and I haven't separated, I should hand over part of Jiecheng's salary to her."
"As for me, I also eat at home. I'm married and I have food to eat. But what about clothes and household items? Don't these all cost money?"
"But if I turn in my entire month's salary, I won't have a penny left. How am I going to live?"
"Xiao Li, just tell me what you want and I'll buy it for you when the time comes." Auntie Three continued.
"What's going on?"
Yu Li was a little angry: "Oh, we are adults now, and we still have to ask our parents for money when we want to buy something. If this gets out, it will be very embarrassing."
"Besides, if it's clear that I can earn money, why should I ask my parents-in-law for it when I need to spend it?"
"I understand."
Seeing that the third aunt was unable to convince Yu Li, Yan Fugui knew that he could no longer hide behind the scenes and he had to stand up.
"Xiao Li, I don't know what you're thinking. Tell me. You know, I'm a teacher. As long as what you say makes sense, I'll definitely listen."
Retreating in order to advance, Yan Fugui is indeed a master of calculation. With just one sentence, he raised his own position.
If what is said makes sense, then you should definitely listen to it. If what is said does not make sense, then you can just ignore it.
As for whether it makes sense or not, that is up to Yan Fugui to decide. No matter what, he is invincible.
"Dad, since you said that, I'll tell you."
Yu Li is not someone who is easy to deal with. Since you asked me to speak, then I have to speak.
"Dad, look, Jie Cheng earns eighteen dollars a month now, and you leave him five dollars a month for food. That's enough, but I can't marry you. Your pockets are cleaner than before you got married, right?"
"Well, it's indeed not possible." Yan Fugui nodded, indicating that he had heard what Yu Li said.
"Before we split up, I agreed with Jie Cheng's decision to hand over his salary, but I was wondering if he could pay less so that we could feel more at ease?" Yu Li continued.
"Xiao Li, how much money do you think is appropriate to hand over every month?" Yan Fugui did not express his opinion and just followed Yu Li's words.
"Here's what I'm thinking: 18 dollars a month, let's split it into 5 dollars for myself, 5 dollars for household expenses, and 8 dollars for the government. How do you think that is?"
Yu Li said, "After all, the minimum living cost in our old city is five yuan now. I can't possibly be worse off than the minimum living cost in even old city, right?"
In fact, this number was carefully calculated by Yu Li and is the maximum that Yan Fugui can agree to. If he wants more, it is probably impossible.
"Ten dollars a month."
Yan Fugui muttered to himself that this number did not exceed his calculations and was indeed acceptable, but he could not agree to it easily.
If he agreed so easily, would he still be Yan Fugui?
"Yu Li, what you said makes sense, but there's a calculation. Have you ever done the math?"
"What account is it, Dad?" Yu Li was puzzled.
"Xie Cheng earns 18 yuan every month. After deducting the 5 yuan he spends on meals in the cafeteria, there is still 13 yuan left. Now he has handed over all the 13 yuan to me, is that right?" Yan Fugui asked.
"That's right." Yu Li didn't know why Yan Fugui reiterated it, but she still nodded.
"Have you two ever thought about this thirteen dollars? If we split up, how much will you have left each month?"
Neither Yan Jiecheng nor Yu Li had considered this, so for a moment, Yu Li was really at a loss.
"Dad, what do you mean?"
"It's nothing serious. I just want to settle a score with you."
Seeing that the two were a little confused, Yan Fugui laughed in his heart, thinking that they had learned too little in the art of calculation.
"Logically speaking, when a son grows up and gets married, he should live independently and the family property should be divided."
Yan Fugui said, "It's just that Jie Cheng's current income is too low, so I didn't mention this after you got married. Now I'll do the math for you."
"Dad, you talk and we're listening." Yu Li felt that there was something else behind Yan Fugui's words, which seemed to make a lot of sense and worth learning.
"Well, I'll tell you then."
Yan Fugui picked up his own water jar, took a sip of water, and then continued, "If you split up and live separately, the five yuan per month for food must not be less. So, you will only have to hand over these thirteen yuan to me every month."
"Now that you've split up, do you still have to pay the rent? Do you still have to pay the water and electricity bills? Xiaoli, you just mentioned buying some cloth to make clothes, or food and daily necessities for the family. Do you also have to buy some?"
"Let's not talk about other things. Just think about it: Cheng has one meal at the factory at noon, he has to eat two meals at home, and you, Xiaoli, have three meals. Based on what I just said, how much money you need to spend in a month? You can calculate it yourself."
Yan Fugui is indeed a master in the art of calculation. After hearing these words, both Yu Li and Yan Jiecheng fell silent and began to think about whether thirteen yuan would be enough for their monthly expenses if they separated and lived separately.
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