She is no longer a female supporting character in period novels

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Chapter 37: The Wife of the Fifties (37)

  Zhu Yun smiled and greeted Chu's mother first, then turned her head to look at the dumbfounded old lady Wang, "Auntie Wang, are you here to serve your daughter-in-law from the city?"

  She, who loved to stab people with a soft knife, sent a thick letter to old lady Wang when she just inherited the body of the original owner, which detailed the things that had to be said about the sweet-faced but bitter-hearted daughter-in-law from the city VS the hardworking and meritorious rural mother-in-law. Didn't

  Lin Jin love face-saving the most?

  She misinterpreted all of Lin Jin's face-saving skills, and then she would see how the volcano that had been dormant for many years of old lady Wang would erupt. How would the filial son Wang Xianbing fight then?

  On one side was filial piety, on the other side was love, and there was also a big knife of future hanging over her head. She couldn't wait to have Teletubbies live broadcast her doorstep 24 hours a day!
  When she heard about serving, old lady Wang was about to explode, and serving was also her daughter-in-law serving her.

  Even if this was the fact that she came to the city, she couldn't say that.

  Who told the original owner to be so stubborn that he made the old lady have a lot of bad habits?

  "My son asked me to come and enjoy life," she snorted proudly.

  "Is it impossible?" Zhu Yun asked in surprise, "Comrade Lin Jin is five months pregnant and has not been eating well. She said before that she would spend 40 or 50 yuan to hire a nanny to cook and serve. When you come back, isn't it..."

  The old lady's face darkened, and she turned her head to stare at her son, "40 or 50 yuan to hire a nanny?"

  She didn't care about anything else, but the amount of money. How was she not as good as the nanny? Why was her salary cut in half? Did they ask her for her consent when they offered her a family price?

  "Mom, he is a big leader. How much do Lin Jin and I get? Who of our family members can afford a nanny?" Wang Xianbing coaxed in a low voice.

  The old lady nodded. Indeed, her son was capable, but the city people were much more capable. Moreover, it was not like the countryside. Food and clothing cost money, so she even brought two jars of pickles.

  But Zhu Yun was puzzled and said, "Hey, I heard that Comrade Lin Jin only makes 50 or 60 yuan a month, and Engineer Wang can also get more than 100 yuan. How come he can't afford it?"

  If it weren't for Lin Jin's extravagant spending, buying clothes and cosmetics every season, and having all kinds of milk powder and malted milk to satisfy her cravings, 100 yuan in an ordinary family could support seven or eight people. What

  's more, the old lady who just came from the countryside and is obsessed with money and is very careful with money! Less than 200 yuan a month is called "how much salary"? How much more do they want?
  Her son is devoted to his work and must have no concept of money. It is this young daughter-in-law from the city who controls the money and is unwilling to honor her as an old woman!
  Old Lady Wang's face was pulled long, and she looked at Lin Jin gloomily.

  The people in the compound also crossed their arms to watch the excitement. The Wang family was too concerned about their reputation. Just by looking at the old lady's inverted triangle eyes, everyone could already foresee the excitement in the future. The

  daughter-in-law of the current art troupe vs. the mother-in-law in the countryside vs. the daughter-in-law next door, the gossip of the people was extremely intense.