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"Darling, have you counted it all? Is it two thousand?" Tang Zhicheng entered the room to find his wife and mother-in-law sitting on the kang, with Ye Fangfei carefully counting the bills.
He leaned over, ready to help his wife with the counting. However, before his hand could touch the money, Ye Fangfei stopped him, saying, "Don't touch it, you'll mess it up!"
Tang Zhicheng could only sit beside her and watch as she counted the stacks of cash. Although he wasn't doing the counting himself, his excitement was no less than Ye Fangfei's.
"With this two thousand added, our family's savings must be over ten thousand now, right?" Although Tang Zhicheng didn't know the exact amount of money they had, he had a rough idea.
Ye Fangfei glanced at him without replying and continued counting the bills in her hands. It wasn't until she finished counting that she answered, "Yes, with this two thousand added, we now have eleven thousand eight hundred."
Ye Fangfei felt quite satisfied. In an era where the average monthly income was thirty yuan, she had unexpectedly become a household with over ten thousand. Although most of the money was earned by Tang Zhicheng, as husband and wife, his earnings were essentially hers too.
However, she knew how to make her man happy: "Our family is now a wealthy household, dear husband. This is all thanks to your hard work. It's because of you that we can save so much while living so well."
Hearing Ye Fangfei's words made Tang Zhicheng even happier. He believed that providing for his wife and children and ensuring they lived well was his responsibility as a man. Yet knowing that his wife recognized and appreciated his efforts made him feel particularly warm inside.
His gaze on Ye Fangfei softened to the point where it seemed like it could drip with affection. "Why do you say such things? I'm your husband and their father; it's only right for me to ensure you all live well."
"We're not short on money now. You can spend freely whenever you want; buy whatever you like without holding back."
"I know, but honestly, I don't have much to buy," Ye Fangfei replied. "All my clothes are from you; I really don't lack anything."
What she said was true. Tang Zhicheng had many opportunities to go to Haishi, where the clothes were trendier than those in their hometown. Every time he found something suitable, he would buy it for Ye Fangfei.
Now, most of the clothes in her wardrobe were gifts from him.
"Hey, what's wrong with that? I just like seeing you dressed beautifully," Tang Zhicheng said.
"I think you have good taste; the clothes you buy look better than what I pick for myself," Ye Fangfei complimented him subtly.
"If you like them, that's great. Next time I go to Haicheng, I'll buy you some nice clothes," Tang Zhicheng promised, patting his chest.
In reality, the clothes Tang Zhicheng brought were just average; in this day and age, fashion didn't have much variety. To someone like Ye Fangfei, who had seen a lot in modern times, they were just wearable.
However, it was commendable that a man could always think of his wife and children while out in the world. As long as he kept them in his heart, no amount of money would lead him astray.
Ye Fangfei understood that men also needed praise and encouragement. Just look at how Tang Zhicheng was acting now—he seemed energized, eager to buy her clothes right away.
"I'm looking forward to it. Wang Dan from my workplace is so envious of me. She says I'm lucky to have a good man like you. Not only do you earn money, but you also help with housework and treat us three well," Ye Fangfei praised him generously.
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