Chapter 224: Agreed

Mrs. Hao refused point-blank, "No, I’m not leaving."

He thought he could get rid of her for a mere ten yuan.

Fat chance.

Hao Rong wasn’t surprised by her answer.

He said expressionlessly, "If that’s how you want it, then you can stay. From now on, I’ll only give you two yuan a month. After all, you eat and drink from the family’s supplies, so you don’t need that much money."

When Mrs. Hao heard this, she exploded. "Two yuan? No! I don’t agree—"

"Then go ahead and make a scene if you want. Best case, you cause enough trouble that the service kicks me out. Then we can all go back to the village and farm. When that happens, I’ll demand all the money I’ve spent on my brothers back. Oh, right, and the house they’re living in now—since I’ll be back, they can give that back, too. We’ll need a place to live."

Mrs. Hao was furious, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... you’re insane! If you take that house, where will they live?"

"That’s their problem. This is my final offer. If you want to make a scene, go ahead. If not, things stay as they are. Stay, and you get two yuan a month. Go back to the village, and I’ll give you ten a month. After that, I don’t care who you spend that ten yuan on."

Mrs. Hao looked at her son’s expression. "You... you’re so heartless. Fine, you want me to leave, I’ll leave. Send me fifteen yuan a month. Otherwise, I’m not going."

Hao Rong was about to refuse.

Just then, Cui Meihong came out and said loudly, "We’ll pay. We’ll pay the fifteen yuan."

’Better to spend fifteen yuan to send her mother-in-law back to the village than let her stay here.’

’Besides, she was earning her own salary now.’

’She wasn’t a permanent employee yet and only made twenty-five yuan a month, but once she was, her salary would be thirty a month.’

’She would rather give up fifteen yuan to make her trouble-making mother-in-law leave.’

’Besides, if her mother-in-law stayed, she was afraid she would be a bad influence on her son.’

’And there was one more thing she was worried about: her mother-in-law favored boys over girls. She was afraid that when she went to work, her mother-in-law would abuse her daughter.’

"How can we agree to that?" Hao Rong protested.

’After all, fifteen yuan was no small sum.’

’There was no reason to give her that much.’

Cui Meihong said immediately, "It’s fine. We’re willing to pay the fifteen, but on one condition: you can’t ask us for any more money in the future."

Hao Rong glanced at his wife and saw that she was truly willing to pay that much.

He sighed inwardly.

Then he turned to his mom. "Mom, you heard what my wife just said, right? Fifteen a month, but we won’t give you any other money after this."

’Mrs. Hao deeply regretted asking for so little.’

’Judging by how quickly that bitch agreed, she knew the slut was desperate to get rid of her.’

’But it was too late to change her demand now—she was genuinely afraid her son wouldn’t pay up at all.’

She snorted coldly. "Fifteen it is, then. Remember to send the money every month. Also, you have to buy my train ticket back."

"Fine." Hao Rong didn’t object this time.

He was willing to pay for the train ticket.

"I’ll go see if there’s a train today. If there is, I’ll buy you a ticket home."

Mrs. Hao: ...?

’Why the big rush?’

’Dammit. It’s true what they say: once you have a wife, you forget your mother.’

’To think he’d be in such a hurry to send her away.’

"Then give me this month’s fifteen yuan first."

At that moment, no one was happier than Cui Meihong.

’She never thought her mother-in-law would actually be sent away.’

"I’ll go get the money for you."

As she turned, her steps were light and joyful.

A moment later, Cui Meihong came out and handed the fifteen yuan to Mrs. Hao.