"I've asked Xiaoyu about it, and hiring you would cost sixty a month. Instead of giving that money to someone else, why not give it to me? I'll stay to take care of the child for you," she said.
A few days ago, out of curiosity, Qin Jinlian had inquired about Xiaoyu's salary and, upon realizing it was sixty a month, she felt quite envious.
She was only about a decade older than Yu Hong; she knew how to do all the chores that Yu Hong did every day. If Yu Hong could earn sixty a month, why couldn't she?
Since there was no work to be done in the fields during winter, it seemed pointless to go back home just to idle around. It would be better to stay in the city to help her daughter with the child and earn sixty a month. In two months, she could earn a total of one hundred and twenty.
Once spring arrived, she could go back to farming without having missed anything.
