Feng Xia accidentally overheard what Zhang Yu was saying in the room, and her mood was utterly downcast.
Previously, she thought that after separating from the family, their lives would definitely get better and better. After all, both their incomes weren't low, and the children's expenses weren't much; they should be able to save some money.
After separating from the family, they did manage to save money, but the problem was that their meal quality now, compared to before the separation, was vastly different.
Looking at Zhang Yu's situation, their life was quite good; they often ate meat. Thinking of this, Feng Xia couldn't help but become restless again, "What do you think if I go fishing?"
Wei Jiang, of course, was indifferent, "If you want to go fishing, then go. I, for one, don't want to go."
Last time, he also went fishing, but ended up sitting by the river for half a day without catching any fish. It was then he realized that fishing wasn't an easy task.
