Yuan Chun lazily raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't brag about how much money you've given me. The first time, the money I took from your house was barely enough to pay back to your elder brother for your education and marriage expenses. After that, the salary you and your wife handed in was just me caring for you in retirement. I've raised you for over twenty years, and you two only took care of me for three years. In the end, I'm still at a loss."
"From now on, regarding my aging and eventual death, I don't need you two to worry about it."
"As for the money made from selling your jobs, consider it as the salary for me taking care of Sanlin and Siling. You two don't think that just by contributing fifteen yuan a month for living expenses, everything will take care of itself, do you? That meals will magically be cooked and enter their mouths?"
Ma Laosan was left speechless.
