Strict Wife of the '70s Manages the Household

But she didn’t expect that Han Jinbao would come to mess with her while his third brother was not at home. The most important point was that he had the audacity to injure Sanwang that badly.

If he had merely smashed her tanks, she could have just retaliated, but he had hurt her child, so she wasn’t going to let him off the hook that easily! His life would never be easy-going from now on— she’ll make sure of it!

Lin Lan didn’t care if he just wanted to vent or flex his ego, but since he had already incurred her wrath, he should receive the adequate punishment.

She would take back the money that belonged to her!

She would demand retribution for the amount of times he picked on her family!

She would hit him back tenfold the force he used to hit her son!

Lin Lan snorted, “I got 100 Yuan when I split up the family. In the previous years, I didn’t even get 30 Yuan in total. Let’s not mention the 390 Yuan before marriage and talk about the things after marriage. Even if it was to raise the elderly, we should have retained half of the earnings. Minus the food and other miscellaneous fees, we should at least have gotten 3,000.”

In an era when she couldn’t even spend ten dollars a year, the cost of living for her and her children had been pitifully low in the past few years.

Old Man Han was about to vomit blood, “When were there 7,000? How could there be so much?”

In fact, he never knew how much his son had sent back. After all, he couldn’t settle accounts and neither did the old lady. According to his rough calculation, it felt like there were only 3,000 or 4,000 Yuan. All the money was kept by Old Lady Han and she had the final say on how to spend it. Hence, Old Man Han truly was unaware.

However, everyone could see that the Old Lady Han bought high-end products for her youngest children and even sent some money back to her maternal family for her own nieces and nephews. 

He was about to go crazy at the fact that Lin Lan demanded 3,000 Yuan from them.

That night, he watched as Old Lady Han was counting her money. After doing it numerous times only did he realize that there were about 1,500 Yuan in her hands.

He previously meant that they should give around 500 Yuan to Old Three, but it was capped by Old Lady Han as she said that she would merely give them 20 Yuan at most.

Later, Old Lady Han had placed 200 Yuan in the money box, and on the day of the separation, the old man gritted his teeth while giving 100 Yuan to the Third family.

How could he have known that there was actually so much money in her hands?

Han Yongfang didn’t envy them in the slightest but sighed, “Brother, this is all the money exchanged with Qingsong’s life. For a farm boy with no background and no backing to join the army, being capable of sending this amount of money for you all is very impressive. It must have been hard for him because there are only a handful of people even in the army who are capable of doing so.”

Lin Lan gritted her teeth and demanded 3,000 Yuan. A single cent shouldn’t even be missing, otherwise, she would take it upon herself to sue them.

Old Man Han was sobbing, “Third family, are you trying to kill your parents? Where can I get you 3,000 Yuan? It’s not even worth 500 Yuan if you decide to smash our old couple’s bones.”