"You little rascal! Had I known you were this generous, we might as well have given this all away! We've sold all of our belongings, and even if we add up our yearly income from farming, it only amounts to around 140k to 150k yuan. If we subtract the costs of pesticides and seeds, we'd only have about 70k to 80k yuan left. You just threw away 100k yuan like it was nothing. Do you realize it took us selling everything we owned to earn that much? Without selling everything, our yearly income would only be about 40k to 50k yuan!"
Fay Wells held the financial reins of the household. Hence, she knew like the back of her hand exactly how much they made in a year. Finn Lewis quietly took the scolding; he'd momentarily overlooked their limited finances. They didn't object at the time, so he figured a little grumbling was fair.
"Mom, don't be upset, here." Finn tried to appease Fay and hastily pulled a bank card from his pocket and handed it to her.
