The Reluctant Aunt
Xin Meijia's face showed a trace of embarrassment. She wasn't a fool and could definitely do the math. She was just angry that her husband, her eldest niece, wouldn't give the job to her son. Although both her daughters were her own flesh and blood, they would eventually marry into other families. If they returned with no dowry, that would be fine. When they got married, they could still receive a few hundred yuan as a dowry, enough for her son to marry a good wife.
But her two daughters, combined, would cost nearly a thousand yuan for their dowry. With this money, she could add a few more hundred yuan to buy a two-story house for her son. Why waste it on her nieces? They could work in the countryside, have a place to live, and even earn food. Wasn't that good enough? Most importantly, Xin Meijia was well aware that the reason she could be the head of the household for so many years was that there was only one worker in the family—herself.