Chapter 579 After receiving living expenses at the beginning of the month
Chapter 579 After receiving living expenses at the beginning of the month
[After receiving living expenses at the beginning of the month]
[My first thought upon receiving my allowance: I absolutely will not spend money recklessly this month.]
[I definitely won't treat myself to a meal like I did last month, when I was in a good mood and when I was in a bad mood.]
I find all sorts of reasons to reward myself with shopping every day.
It definitely won't be as miserable and heartbreaking as last month, when I only had 5 yuan left in my pocket on the last day.
Five yuan, haha, only five yuan. Who knows how I survived that day?
[Pretending to be frugal when buying things, but actually spending money like water.]
The truth is, the day I received my allowance, I couldn't resist going online to buy some food, drinks, and other necessities as a form of revenge-inducing self-reward.
As for what to do after that, we'll deal with that later.
I need to treat myself right now; I can't afford to suffer.
Even if I don't have money, I'll ask my friends for help to treat myself to a nice meal. [playful]
"I know I can't save money, so I just topped up my food delivery app with 500 yuan. At least I won't starve if I run out of money [crying emoji]"
I transferred 2000 yuan five days ago, but today I only have 500 yuan left. I don't know how I'm going to survive in December. [crying][crying][crying]
"I browse Pinduoduo every day, and I always find reasons to reward myself by selling some junk [laughing][fist bump]"
"Girl, remember... never buy from Pinduoduo's 'buy now, pay later' option when shopping online."
"500 a week, collected every Sunday. I still have over 200 left this week, so I'll collect it again tomorrow."
"My mom had already expected this, so she sends me a message every four days [laughing][heart emoji]"
"My mom posts this once a week. At first, I didn't agree to argue with her [listening to music], but now I'm really grateful to her. It's such a shame about me."
"Zhi Zi Mo Ruo Mu [silly laugh] [sympathy]"
"Who understands the helplessness of forgetting to turn off automatic renewal the day before the end of the month and being charged thirty yuan? [money][money][money]"
"Even though I thought I didn't buy anything nice, I can't see a single penny on my phone. I just spent all my money so frugally [hugs myself]"
Our ancestors under the sky: Why are later generations spending money like water without restraint, just like us?
We are still a bit luckier than people of later generations. We have someone to keep an eye on our spending. Although it can be a bit annoying to have someone constantly lecturing us, at least we won't overspend.
Wealthy families had their own pageboys and close servants to manage and advise them, while poor families had their own parents or wives to help manage them.
Every expense incurred when going out must be shown to the family, and if the expenses are exceeded, there will always be a scolding.
As for the money she had accumulated over time, her family had no say in it. She was like a flower, and could only silently shed tears of heartache. Her family wouldn't help her make up for it if they didn't know.
The son of Manager Qian in the west of the city was just like that. He often spent money extravagantly, which was heartbreaking. His father would say a few words to him and he would talk back. His wife would also chime in, feeling sorry for her son. Seeing that he couldn't control him, he simply married him off to the daughter of the accountant who had the final say at home.
The woman looked delicate and frail, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind, but in reality she was very stubborn and a woman with her own ideas.
He has the look of someone with an abacus in his eyebrows and a key hidden in the corner of his eye; he has a shrewd and intelligent appearance.
The way she manipulated the abacus at home was exactly like her father's. What's that saying again? Like father, like daughter!
When my son first married into the family, he was still spending money as usual. After she gave him a good scolding, he made a big fuss, threw a tantrum, and gave her a hard time.
When my daughter-in-law first came in, she couldn't figure out our attitude. Later, I stood up for her, and she felt relieved. She not only kept a clear record of that brat's spending, but also said that she would keep all the money I sent him for her. She said that if my son threw a tantrum and continued to spend money recklessly as usual, he wouldn't get a single penny back.
He even said, "If you're so capable, go borrow money from your cronies and see how many of them will still be willing to talk to you after you've lent them so much money."
Then, when my son had nothing to do, I would drag him to fiddle with the abacus and calculate his unnecessary expenses for him one by one. Of course, it wasn't always like this; when the boy spent less money, I would say some nice things to him. I, as the head of the household, could never say those words or learn them.
But my daughter-in-law is different. She can spout all sorts of sweet words and flattery without batting an eye, completely charming that silly boy. Then, when he goes out, she'll give him some of her savings as a reward for not spending money recklessly.
My daughter-in-law has mastered the art of using sticks and dates to her heart's content.
Now my shrewd daughter-in-law keeps her completely under her thumb. Even the copper coins hidden in her sleeve pocket when she goes out don't dare to make a sound when she hears her fingers clicking.
The spendthrift son has finally stopped wasting money; he really married a great wife!
The only one who felt bad was the mother who treated this brat like a precious treasure, and every day she would wipe away tears, heartbroken that her son was being strictly controlled by his wife.
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