Hearing her question, her sister-in-law Tian Wenfang promptly handed over the account book she was holding, "Baolan, I noted down all the gift money we received today for you to check."
Shen Baolan was not polite, straight away flipping through the account book to begin reconciling.
Liu Cuihua sat on the edge of the kang bed, watching her tally up, a face full of displeasure, "I've been helping you out these past few days and haven't heard a single word of thanks, yet you're suspecting me, do you even have a conscience?"
Tian Wenfang soothed from the side, "Mom, it's no big deal, it's proper to be clear about financial matters."
Liu Cuihua thought of something and stopped complaining.
When Shen Baolan finished tallying up and checked the sum of money, she couldn't help but become furious.
Twenty-five tables of guests, sixty-three households in all, and the average amount they gave didn't even reach twenty yuan per household.