Qin Xiang shot Jie Jingchen a look. 'He's not an idiot, so of course he knows what his little sister means.' He was more than happy to give his sister money. "How much?" he asked magnanimously.
"Whatever," Qin Mei said, then added, "The more, the better."
Qin Xiang didn't hesitate, pulling a "Great Unity" ten-yuan bill straight from his pocket. "Is ten yuan enough?"
Qin Mei's eyelid twitched. Compared to her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, Qin Xiang was being pretty stingy. But then she thought about it. 'Her mother-in-law and sister-in-law are loaded, while Qin Xiang is just a soldier. He's not married yet, so he can still spend his money freely. Once he gets married and has to hand over his salary, forget about him giving her money—it'll be a miracle if he doesn't ask her for some.'
'If a sister wanted to get along with her brother's wife, she had to slip her some money every now and then. She and her sister-in-law, Jing Qi, were a prime example.'
