As soon as the twenty thousand yuan was mentioned, Mao Li fell silent.
She opened her mouth but hesitated for a long time before finally asking, "Hongmei, you spent over twenty thousand on appliances? I don't believe it."
The elder sister-in-law coldly smirked, "Why wouldn't you believe it? My father has only one son and one daughter. His granddaughter paid to build him a house, so I can't just give nothing, right? From kettles to air conditioners, what doesn't need buying? Do you want me to show you the receipts?"
The appliances didn't actually cost over 20,000, in reality, it was just over 10,000, but the grievance in the elder sister-in-law's words was genuine. Never mind 10,000, even 1,000, even 100! She'd be pained for a long time spending it from her pocket.
But those words, how choking they were, what does it mean to have only one son and one daughter?