Feng Xia was in the room, utterly shocked. "No way, Li Juan, she actually bought such expensive clothes."
Oh my god, a coat over a hundred yuan? Feng Xia's heart was filled with envy and jealousy.
What woman doesn't want pretty clothes? Who doesn't want to dress up beautifully? But that needs money.
Even before getting married, with a job and income, as soon as the monthly salary was received, it had to be handed over immediately, leaving her with only two yuan as pocket money each month. And even that had to go towards buying little snacks for the nephews, leaving Feng Xia with just five jiao to spend on herself.
After marrying Wei Jiang, she received five yuan as pocket money, which made her extremely happy, even though she was dissatisfied that both of their incomes had to be handed over. But there was no way to protest since her job was obtained with money from her in-laws.
