“Actually, as long as you eat less, you can have as much as three, four, or even five gold items, let alone three or four.” Yun Jin laid out where the money would go, and they weren’t stupid; they did the math and it was pretty much true.
The main problem is that there are so many of them, and they don't have enough money to spend.
Yun Jin's family of three, with He Tingchuan's salary, each person can earn more than thirty yuan a month.
They'd be lucky to get ten yuan each.
Unable to argue with Yun Jin, her older sister-in-law probably felt that Yun Jin was having too easy a time, and suggested, "Then you should have more children, wouldn't that increase the population?"
Then you'll experience the pain of raising a child.
Stop indulging in delicious food and fancy clothes every few days; nowadays, this has become a kind of unhealthy trend.
Many young wives are clamoring to buy the "three gold pieces" (a traditional Chinese wedding gift), saying that they didn't have them before. They say that life has gotten better in recent years, their husbands' salaries are higher, and they should cherish the wives who have sacrificed for the family.
Yun Jin almost spat in their faces: "If you like having more children, I fully support you."
I meant you gave birth.
Yun Jin retorted, "I was saying you should have the baby, and I was doing it for your own good. Since you like to advise others to have babies so much, you should start with yourself!"
The older woman was so angry that she didn't want to talk to Yun Jin anymore, so she turned around and went to the political commissar to complain.
The political commissar was completely bewildered.
The political commissar's wife happened to be there too. She was wearing a ring on her hand, a large gold bracelet on her wrist, and a lucky cloud necklace around her neck. There were also several pieces of gold jewelry in her drawer, all of which she had bought herself.
Upon hearing the complaints from the woman in the compound that Yun Jin's extravagance was not in line with the lives of the working people, the political commissar's wife became unhappy: "What are you saying? Is that dress you're wearing new?"
The sister-in-law who had complained nodded.
The political commissar's wife said, "Should working people wear tattered clothes? Then you don't need to wear them either. Give me the clothes. I'm not working hard, I can wear them."
The sister-in-law was dumbfounded after being rebuked.
Just then, the sound of clapping caught their attention.
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