My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1372 Discussing Five

The rain and snow after the New Year came suddenly, but it didn't seem so sudden, because it was only the beginning of spring, and winter is not far away. This season will stay in spring for more than a month before the chill fades and leaves.

The rain and snow continued throughout the afternoon.

However, as evening approached, the rainfall decreased while the snowfall increased.

"Mom, when is Dad coming back?!"

Hearing her daughter ask the same question again, Jiang Yiren replied helplessly, "Your dad is helping Shan Tingting record a song today. He'll be back when he's done. Instead of rushing around, you should take out your second-grade textbooks and look at them in advance. Look at Li Ran, since this afternoon, seeing that she can't go out to play, she's been either upstairs playing the piano or the violin."

"I can't play the violin."

Xiaozi Shan replied.

"Li Ran didn't know this before either; she learned it herself."

Jiang Yiren replied patiently.

These past two days, her husband has repeatedly forbidden her from mentioning money in front of Xiao Zishan, so Jiang Yiren doesn't dare to bring it up anymore. She's also realized that if things continue like this, Xiao Zishan might really be affected and become obsessed with money in the future.

Holding her son, Jiang Yiren stood up from the sofa and walked to the balcony. Seeing snowflakes falling outside, she turned to Xiao Zishan, who was curled up on the sofa watching TV, and said, "The rain outside seems to have stopped, only snow is left. You can invite Li Ran to go play with your Qingya sister and Xiao Lanlan."

The excitement at her house has now subsided.

Zhong Xue returned to school two or three days ago. School doesn't start until the day after tomorrow, but she drove back to school yesterday, saying she wanted to go back and wash the sheets and blankets. Since she said that, Jiang Yiren didn't try to stop her.

"Are you going?!"

Xiao Zishan looked at Li Ran, who was sitting to the side, watching a violin tutorial on her phone and trying to play along, and asked.

"If you go, I'll go."

Li Ran replied.

"hehe"

Hearing Li Ran say that, Xiao Zishan became happy.

She jumped off the sofa, handed Li Ran the down jacket she had left there, then picked up a different colored down jacket for herself, put it on, and ran downstairs.

Standing on the balcony of the second-floor living room, Jiang Yiren saw the two girls each carrying an umbrella leave the yard. Jiang Yiren didn't bother with them; it wasn't far, just a few steps away.

Thinking that the two girls would be starting school tomorrow, Jiang Yiren's mood suddenly improved a lot. Although the two girls never quarreled and had a very good relationship, she wasn't bothered by them running back and forth between the house every day since they weren't going to school. It was just that little brat Shan liked to fight her for the TV remote.

As a result, she didn't even get to watch TV properly during the entire New Year holiday.

Moreover, Xiao Zishan would sing a few lines next to her from time to time, and then let her, as the mother, comment on them. Jiang Yiren could tolerate everything else, but this was something she really couldn't tolerate.

Yesterday I took these two girls to record a song. Xiao Zishan didn't sing much, just two lines of the verse and two lines of the chorus, but that still kept Xu Weihua, the sound engineer from the music department, extremely busy.

After standing on the balcony for a while, Jiang Yiren carried her eldest son into the room of the postpartum nanny, Sister Huang. Seeing Sister Huang carrying her younger son, Jiang Zichu, and looking outside, Jiang Yiren smiled and asked, "Missing home?"

Neither the nanny, Sister Ma, nor the postpartum caregiver, Sister Huang, went home for the Chinese New Year this year.

The main problem is that her family had a lot of guests staying during the Chinese New Year this year, including both adults and children, so she couldn't give the two of them a few days' stay.

“Somewhat”

Sister Huang nodded.

"Sister Huang, you have two children!?"

Jiang Yiren had never asked her nanny about these things, but she did know about Sister Ma's situation. Sister Ma had two sons; the elder son was already married and had a career, while the younger son was still in university. Her husband was a carpenter, but due to the downturn in the real estate industry in recent years, he basically worked half the year and rested the next. Sister Ma's elder son didn't earn much either; he worked in a factory, earning only five or six thousand a month, on rotating shifts. Apparently, they bought a house with a loan when real estate prices were at their peak, and her daughter-in-law stayed home to take care of the child. Now, Sister Ma had to help her elder son pay off some of the mortgage every month.

In short, the pressure is considerable.

This is the reality for many ordinary families. It's considered good, at least with Sister Ma as a mother to help out, which has reduced the burden considerably. Otherwise, a mortgage alone could crush a person, let alone support a wife and children.

Even though she was born into a wealthy family, Jiang Yiren knows that modern young people are under a lot of pressure, and there are some expenses that are simply impossible to save.

These fixed expenses amount to at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per year, and sometimes as much as 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.

Just one.

Sister Huang replied with a smile.

Jiang Yiren's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again. Judging from Sister Huang's age, she was probably around forty this year. She had married late, so her daughter was at least fourteen or fifteen, maybe even twenty-one or twenty-two. Sister Huang didn't notice the change in Jiang Yiren's expression and continued, "She's exactly sixteen this year."

"You didn't plan on having another child back then!?"

Jiang Yiren asked.

"I've thought about it."

Sister Huang laughed and said, "But my husband's parents weren't in good health at the time and couldn't help us take care of the child. Plus, we weren't financially well-off. We originally planned to have another child when our situation improved, whether it was a son or a daughter. Having another child would mean that if our eldest daughter had any problems, she would have someone to talk to. But after my husband's parents passed away, my husband wasn't earning much money each month, and if we had another child, I definitely wouldn't be able to work, so we didn't dare to have another one."

"The salary for a postpartum nanny should be decent!"

Jiang Yiren was somewhat puzzled.

Sister Huang was poached from the postpartum care center by her. Her previous salary was 14,000 to 15,000 yuan per month, but she offered 30,000 yuan per month to poach her. Even if we disregard the fact that she was poached, 14,000 to 15,000 yuan per month was still quite a lot for someone at the postpartum care center.

If you save a little each year, saving 100,000 yuan shouldn't be a problem. With Sister Huang's husband's help, I dare not say more, but it shouldn't be difficult for the two of them to earn 140,000 to 150,000 yuan a year.

Let's work hard together for four or five years, then go back to have children. If you want to have children, you can, as long as you don't buy a house... Even if you do buy one, don't be like Sister Ma's son who bought at the peak. In our hometown, a small county town, you can buy a very nice two-bedroom apartment for just over 300,000 yuan. Anyway, Sister Huang's family doesn't have many people.

If there are no elderly people.

A two-bedroom apartment is more than enough. If you have one child and it's not enough, you can partition off a separate room from the bedroom.

As the second young lady of the Jiang family, Jiang Yiren knew all this because when she first met Mr. Zhang, who was working as a security guard, he lived in a two-bedroom apartment, even though he was just a security guard. He was a single person.

Despite being poor, Mr. Zhang never shortchanged himself. His house was fully furnished, and he spent 70% of his monthly salary on rent. You could describe Mr. Zhang as a "refined poor man" back then.

"I had never worked in this industry before. I only started learning after hearing from others that the pay was good, so I signed up for training."

talking.

Holding Jiang Zichu, Sister Huang looked at Jiang Yiren and said, "I read in the reports that you married down to Mr. Zhang. You have good taste; you chose Mr. Zhang right away."

"hehe"

Jiang Yiren chuckled twice.

She felt that Sister Huang's report was somewhat one-sided and that she probably hadn't seen any news about Mr. Zhang's past. If she had, she would know that he got to where he is today by persevering day by day.

Looking back now, Jiang Yiren is somewhat impressed with her own resilience at the time.

She couldn't bear that suffering now.

Ultimately, it was because I was young back then... and could take a beating.

(End of this chapter)