Old Man Lan took the two youngsters out for a meal. Zhuang Zhixi and Ming Mei naturally wouldn't let the old man pay, and as they were arguing over the bill, they heard the old man's sincere question: "How dare you offer to treat when your monthly salary isn't even a hundred yuan?"
Zhuang Zhixi: "..."
Ming Mei: "..."
That was quite hurtful. They wondered if the old man knew what the average income was in the capital city?
Even the five-yuan minimum living allowance was unattainable for many people, and here he was talking about three-digit figures - wasn't that a bit unrealistic?
Ming Mei thought to herself, people know my mother-in-law is the one who's reborn, but listening to him, one might think it was him instead - such grandiose talk, casually mentioning three-digit figures!
