The man gave him a stern look of warning, to which the boy immediately gave a glare in return, knowing full well that his mother would shield him this time.
Yo. This chap is smart for once.
If this had been in the past, the boy would have maintained his peace out of fear for his father.
"Here; take the money and make sure to spend it wisely." Little Yichen turned around to see his mother passing him a few hundreds of yuan smilingly.
The boy's jaws dropped at the sight of the measly sum, while his brother laughed at him inwardly.
Their mother was different from their father. While the latter was not shy in showering money on his kids, giving either boy a few hundreds of thousands of yuan as pocket money every month, the former was conservative when it came to their allowance.
She believed that children should learn to be thrifty, and a few hundreds of yuan was more than enough to cover a seven- or eight-year-old kid's needs.
