Shen Jianhua cared a lot about face, and he was worried that outsiders would gossip behind his back, saying things like how the adults in his family were idle, letting a teenaged girl provide for them. But this was fifteen yuan, and other people working in the city only made around twenty yuan a month.
Some even had to cover their own food and accommodation.
Shen Mianmian could come back every day, and even had a meal provided, which was practically like a pie falling from the sky.
Moved as he was, Shen Jianhua didn't immediately agree, "Why would they offer such a high salary?"
Offering such high pay to a child seemed strange indeed.
"Dad, they make a good profit from making bamboo baskets. One basket can earn two to three yuan, and now, with the New Year approaching, there is a higher demand for baskets, and they're short-staffed, so they want to hire someone to help," Siyu explained.
"Then why not hire an adult?" How much work could a child do?
