Shi Suifeng's letter arrived once again as expected.
Opening the envelope, there was, as usual, a remittance slip inside.
In recent years, everyone's allowances have been increasing, and now he's no longer the man who couldn't even afford to support his family on 66 yuan.
The monthly remittance slip, arriving without fail, was his last stubborn act as the pillar of the family.
This month, he sent back 200 yuan again.
Nowadays, according to Chen Changhai's inquiry into Beijing's market, his allowance there is quite commendable... Not easy, not easy indeed.
However, the few ungrateful ones at home didn't feel much about it.
After all, Uncle Shi's status must have risen quickly, and even without much explanation, they have lived soundly in this military district for so many years.
That is enough.
Otherwise, a young woman bringing up five kids would surely face people taking advantage of her weakness, teased with many little vexations.
