Zhu Cuilan felt refreshed all over. Seeing that her days were getting better and better, her eyes narrowed with joy and the smile on her lips grew deeper and deeper.
After lunch, Zhao Luochuan had nothing to do, so he took Yang Donghu back to his yard to rest.
The afternoon sun is bright but not too hot, and it feels warm on the body, which is perfect for sitting in the yard and chatting.
Yang Donghu brought out two small square stools from the house and grabbed a handful of fragrant roasted pumpkin seeds. The two of them sat in the yard and chatted casually.
"I didn't tell you in advance about dividing the money today. Don't be angry. My aunt takes good care of me, and it's only right for us to help her more." Zhao Luochuan looked at her husband's face, and his tone revealed caution.
Most of the villagers live in a household where men work outside and women work inside. Men work outside to earn money, while husbands and wives take care of the housework and keep the home in order.
The wives are responsible for purchasing daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil and salt. Some men will give their money to their wives for safekeeping. The wives are careful and virtuous, and can always save a lot of money.
Some men are worried about their wives, afraid that they will run away with the money, so they will hold the money tightly in their hands. However, this approach will inevitably create a gap between the couple, and over time, life will not be happy.
Zhao Luochuan thought to himself that Yang Donghu was already his husband, and it was only natural that he should be given the family's money. He should also discuss spending money with his husband. Today, he was too abrupt and did not discuss it beforehand, so Donghu's anger was understandable.
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