Helena said, "Eh? There's more!" Then she finished it again with a whoosh.
Amelia's face was filled with conflict. She pinched her fingers and counted. Her mother had to eat a chicken every meal. It was at least 200 yuan a day. A month was… a year was… Ah, she could not afford to raise her mother anymore!
Seeing that Helena had finished everything she could eat, Amelia opened her small wallet in pain. There were only 200 yuan left in this red packet! Other people's ghosts could only eat food during festivals. Some of them could not even eat food for a year. As for her mother… Boohoo, she was so difficult to raise!
At the dining table, the Waltons were talking about something. It seemed that a friend's father was hospitalized and he had to go take a look when he was discharged. George said that he could go on behalf of the Waltons. There was no need for so many people to go…
Amelia raised her hand eagerly. "Eldest Uncle, I want to go too."
