"We're not short of money, what's the point of earning more?" Xu Mumu said helplessly, having heard the envy in her grandmother's voice.
"That's true." Madam Chen nodded. They're really not short of money now, with two workers at home, and several young ones who are all good at making money.
The old couple doesn't do anything now, besides the pension money their sons give them during the New Year, they've saved quite a bit from the money their grandchildren give them.
Having lived frugally all her life, she can't bring herself to be extravagant; the most she'll do is take her little grandson to buy some snacks, which don't cost much.
Putting the trimmed hair into the trash can, Xu Mumu looked in the mirror, satisfied with her handiwork.
Her face has now fully matured and become even more exquisite.
She touched her own face, indulging in a little narcissism.
