Before Yuan Chun got on the car, she stuffed twenty yuan into Mr. Wei's pocket. "Dad, this is the money I earned from picking mushrooms lately. Please use it, and while you're at home, don't be reluctant to spend on anything with mom. Dad, you've already raised me and my brother well, and we both have jobs and earn salaries every month now. You and mom shouldn't work so hard to earn extra points, and don't save the fine grains and meat at home for us to eat. We get a share of these things in the city every month, so there's no need for you to save them for us."
Mr. Wei didn't take the money, "You've just started working and haven't received your salary yet. You should keep this money for yourself. Your mom and I have money."
Then, extending his calloused hand, he patted his daughter, "Hurry up and get on the car. Don't worry about your mom and me, we'll take care of ourselves."
"Dad, then I'm off."
