Jiang Mingli took a look and asked, "Why is there so much money?"
"Dad, each red envelope is 5 yuan, 20 yuan for four."
Jiang Mingli took one look and understood what was going on. Not to mention the red envelopes from my parents, my younger sister gave such a large sum, probably to repay my kindness and not want to owe me a favor. It seemed like our relationship was destined to be based on face only. If I really caused trouble for this younger sister, she would really deal with me as she said.
Early the next morning, Jiang Shushu and his friend returned to the city to work.
The days passed one by one. The two of them lived in the government staff building for five days and stayed in Jiang Shushu's house for two days, accompanying Jiang He and his wife.
Every week, Jiang Hehe and his wife would stay in the city for two days. One reason was to visit Jiang Shushu and his family, and the other was to rest (Jiang Shushu's request: five days of work, two days of rest, to relax the body). And it also made sure that Jiang Shushu's house wasn't empty.
During this period, Yang Zhiguo was reported by his sworn enemy. Not only did he lose his job, but he also had to pay 500 yuan in compensation. This made Zhao Cuihua feel like the sky was falling. She screamed and howled at home and at the home of Yang Zhiguo's sworn enemy for several days. After being beaten twice, she finally calmed down.
Ever since Yang Zhiguo lost his job, his say was not as strong as before. Living under the same roof with his wife and two young wives, conflicts arose more frequently. They had a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days.
At the Public Security Bureau, Wang Bei and a few others gathered together to chat, and the conversation turned to pocket money.
Wang Bei said proudly, "My wife recently gave me a raise in pocket money. Guess how much it increased?"
When Wang Hui and the other married people heard that Wang Bei's allowance had increased, they all looked at him with envy and jealousy: "..." This is so unfair! He already has the highest allowance every month, and now it's even increased. Why does everything go to him? We also want a allowance increase!
Although they were not convinced, they still spoke up in support.
"piece"
"50 cents"
"Six cents"
…
Wang Bei rolled his eyes at them. "Look at you, you're such losers. Can you stop talking about a few cents? Guess higher." "Do I look so worthless? How dare I bring up a few cents? We've been brothers for so many years, and we don't even have a tacit understanding."
Everyone widened their eyes and said, "Brother Wang, we're rich!" They thought it was a small fortune, but it turned out to be a big one.
"1.5?"
Wang Bei smiled and shook his head.
"Two?"
Wang Bei smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's two yuan." From now on, I will have 4.5 yuan in pocket money every month. Haha, it's such a large amount of money, and I suddenly don't know how to spend it. It's really a sweet trouble. I'm so sad!
Except for Yang Xiaobei and Zhao Laifu, everyone else opened their mouths wide, envious to the extreme.
Huang Hui: "Brother Wang, since we have been brothers for so many years, please tell me how you got my sister-in-law to increase your pocket money." As far as I know, my sister-in-law is even stingier than my wife. The 2.5 yuan that Brother Wang gets every month is increased slowly, unlike my wife who gave me 2 yuan as soon as we got married and it has never changed.
Others also nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, we want to know too." Although the method may not be applicable, it might just happen to be useful if a blind cat catches a dead mouse.
I've been waiting for you to say this.
"My eldest son received his first month's salary and handed over half of it. He then specifically asked his mother to give me a raise in pocket money. I refused and insisted that his mother give it to me. Oh, my son is so filial."
Everyone understood now: "..." This guy, it turns out, wasn't just showing off his pocket money, but also his big son. You said you wanted to praise your son, so just praise your son. Why keep us in suspense? We thought we'd hear the secret to increasing our pocket money.
"Congratulations, congratulations! Brother Wang really gave birth to a good son..." I must tell my children when I go back to study hard and give me pocket money when they find a job in the future. Although it is late for me, I must have some and I must not be worse off than others.
Wang Bei smiled and said: It is true that happiness is shared with others rather than enjoyed alone. I feel so good!
After Wang Bei finished showing off, he looked at the newly married Yang Xiaobei, "Xiaobei, how much pocket money do you get every month? You've been married for almost two months, and I don't think you've ever told me. We married people have all made it public, except you."
The others also looked at Yang Xiaobei and were quite interested in Yang Xiaobei's monthly pocket money. Pocket money was a symbol of their strength.
Yang Xiaobei: "..." Why did you ask me this? Should I tell you or not? Wouldn't it just make me hate you if I told you?
Wang Bei saw Yang Xiaobei hesitating and thought that his monthly allowance was very small: "How much? Tell me the truth, we are all brothers, and we won't laugh at you."
Huang Hui: "That's right. Look, I only make two dollars a month, but I'm still honest."
"That's right. I only have one, and I'm open about it. What's the big deal? No matter how much, between us brothers, sincerity is the most important thing. As long as you tell the truth, the amount is not a problem."
Yang Xiaobei, who was about to tell a lie, said: "..." Should I tell the truth? Or should I lie? If I tell the truth, I'm afraid of offending them. If I lie, I'm afraid that if I get caught one day, they'll think I'm insincere.
"Haha, let's not talk about it anymore. I guess you don't want to know."
Wang Bei thought about how Yang Xiaobei didn't seem to be short of money lately, and then thought about Jiang Shushu's family situation. "You haven't been giving your salary to your wife, have you? Do you manage the money yourself? Is your wife not good at managing money?" Could it be that all the money went to her parents? Jiang Shushu didn't seem like such a rude person.
Yang Xiaobei: "How is that possible? I definitely turned it in. I'm married, how could I not turn it in? My wife is so capable, how could she not be good at managing money? She arranges everything for the family very clearly."
Wang Bei: "Then why are you hesitating? It's just pocket money, what's the big deal? Just say it directly. It's just a few dollars. Who here hasn't seen the world? What we lack is money? What we lack is fun. I tell you, it doesn't matter how much money you have."
Others: "That's right, pocket money is just for fun, it doesn't matter how much or how little it is."
Yang Xiaobei: "..." You forced me to say this, so don't blame me if you feel sad later.
"2..." Ten
When Huang Hui heard the word "two", he thought it meant two yuan. "Isn't it just two yuan? What's there to be embarrassed about? It's normal. It's also two yuan for me."
…
"It's not two dollars, it's 20."
As soon as Yang Xiaobei finished speaking, he found that the room suddenly became quiet and no one spoke.
Huang Hui was the first to come to his senses: "Xiaobei, I was a little hard of hearing just now. Can you tell me again, how much is your pocket money?"
“20.”
Someone who only gets one dollar a month in pocket money cried out, "Oh my god! 20, that's almost two years of my life! It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others."
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