Hai Tong put the things on the coffee table before picking up Zhou Yang and asking tenderly, “Yang Yang is eating porridge.”
Zhou Yang nodded, “I am eating congee congee.”
“So, are you full?”
Zhou Yang touched his little tummy, thought about it and shook his head, he felt that he hadn’t eaten yet, his little tummy was still a little hungry.
Hai Tong smiled and sat down in front of the sofa, taking the half bowl of porridge from his sister, “Will Little Aunt feed Yang Yang?”
“Good.”
Shen Xiaojun called Hai Ling a sister and also put something on the coffee table, for Zhou’s mother and daughter, Shen Xiaojun just nodded her head as a greeting.
After Hai Ling’s sister helped her feed her son, she twisted around and said to her mother-in-law and big aunt, “I am not going to pick up Hong Lin and bring him back, if he wants to come back, he will come back, if he doesn’t want to come back, he will have to ask mum and sister to continue to take care of him.”
He had even asked her to return his food expenses, the couple had become such a polite relationship, what else was there to say?
Hai Ling knew she was at fault too. One second to remember
Her fault was that she trusted Zhou Honglin too much.
Zhou Hongying wanted to say something else, but Zhou’s mother pulled her back.
Zhou’s mother squeezed out a smile and said, “OK, I’ll go back and ask Honglin to come back by himself, Hai Ling, Honglin is back, you two should stop arguing and fighting. ”
Hai Ling sneered, “He used to give me only three thousand dollars a month for living expenses, not even a cent more, now that the aa system is in place, he only gives me a thousand and a half, a thousand and a half is just to support Yang Yang, his salary is more or less, it really has nothing to do with me anymore.”
It’s not like she hasn’t worked before.
Before the marriage, she and Zhou Honglin were in the same company.
Zhou Honglin now sits in a position where he earns several tens of thousands of yuan a month, and with a bit of extra money, his income is even higher, at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a month.
The mortgage and car loans are to be paid, but together they only add up to five or six thousand dollars a month, plus the three thousand dollars he used to give to his family, all less than ten thousand dollars.
Who knows if he spends it elsewhere or saves it for himself, oh, and gives his parents a monthly living allowance, which must be higher than the one he gives her.
So it really has nothing to do with how much Zhou Honglin earns as a wife.
Hai Ling didn’t know how she had lived these three years of marriage like this? She actually put up with it just like that!
Was it love for him?
Perhaps it was.
It was the recent coldness of her heart that had shocked Hayling into realising how miserable she had been, and that this was not at all the married life she had wanted before.
If her sister hadn’t given her $5,000 every month for the past few years, she would have had a much worse life.
Her sister had the foresight to let her save half of the $5,000.
Otherwise ……
Hailing is a bit remorseful.
Regrets her own incompetence after marriage and has made married life like this.
