"Do you only think about that worthless girl? Have you forgotten how we helped you after your divorce?" Mrs. Zhang said angrily.
"I just feel that I haven't done anything for the child for many years. The child's father doesn't really care about her, and all her food and necessities are leftovers from other families' children. Her grandparents don't have much money, so I thought of mailing her my first month's salary," Zhang Cui explained.
However, her voice was getting softer and softer.
"Even if you mail money to your child, you don't have to do it every month, do you? Your salary for next month will be mailed to us in proportion to the amount mailed to the child."
Since things had already come to this, Brother Zhang and Mrs. Zhang had no way of getting back the salary that she had already mailed to their children. They could only set his eyes on Zhang Cui's next month's salary.
