Sun Licai thought about this and looked at Su Dajun and whimpered twice, meaning to ask someone to take the thing out of his mouth so that he could speak.
Su Dajun asked his son to help him untie the ropes and pull the socks out of his mouth.
Sun Licai immediately sat up and stretched his arms.
He lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked Su Dajun, "If Su Xieyun and I divorce, do you want the child?"
"No, you can take the child away. My Yunyun will never see him again. From now on, the child is yours alone." Su Dajun said without thinking.
Sun Licai nodded and continued, "It will cost a lot of money to raise a child. How much are you prepared to give?"
"How much do you want?" Xu Dajun didn't say anything, and prepared to let him make an offer first.
Sun Licai took a look at the men's clothes. Some were wearing factory work clothes, and some were wearing Zhongshan suits. There was not even a patch on their clothes, and it was obvious that they were not short of money.
He thought for a while and held up five fingers. "I need to raise a child and marry a wife. I need at least 500 yuan."
In Sun Licai's mind, 500 yuan is already an astronomical figure. If he only relies on farming in the countryside, he will never be able to save that much money in his lifetime.
500 yuan is not a small amount for Su Dajun. Although he earns 40 or 50 yuan a month, the cost of living in the city is high, and everything from food to toilet costs money. He also spent a lot on his two sons' weddings.
During the more than one year that their daughter has been working in the countryside, Su Dajun and his wife have given her 20 yuan per month.
They have basically used up their wages for the past few years.
The little savings in the family were saved from living frugally in the past, but it wasn't much.
If I give another 500 yuan to Sun Licai, there will be nothing left.
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