Xiao Lin hurriedly shook his head when he heard that. "I don't want money. If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't have been able to earn this money. It's only right for me to help!"
It was said that children from poor families matured earlier. Their sensibility and ability were forced out by the harsh realities of life.
Yu Bing smirked slightly as she rubbed Xiao Lin's buzz-cut hair. "That's different. Without your brother, Jiang Chun and I wouldn't have been able to earn this money."
Jiang Chun nodded in agreement. "Little Bing is right. You should be rewarded for your hard work."
When Yu Bing heard Jiang Chun's agreement, she took out two yuan and placed it on Xiao Lin's table. "For convenience's sake, I'll pay two yuan this time, and each of you will pay one and a half yuan. Next time, we'll get our shares after deducting the labor costs."