"Do you still want this dress?" she asked Qin Ji Mei, knowing that Qin Xiangmei was the one paying.
"I'll take it," Qin Xiangmei took out her wallet from her bag and under Hu Li's reddened eyes, she pulled out thirteen still-warm bills. Seeing this, not only Hu Li's eyes reddened, but her heart ached terribly.
This was over a thousand yuan, enough to cover a year's expenses at home, even enough to have a fat year. And here over a thousand yuan was exchanged for two shabby dresses. Was this foolish or what? Hu Li wanted to say something more, but Qin Xiangmei's stern face and the grab of the dresses without much joy made Hu Li swallow her words.
As they left, she started berating Qin Xiangmei.
"Xiangmei, you spend too much. How could you buy these two dresses? Your sister-in-law is about to give birth, and there will be a child to raise soon."
"Can't my brother provide?"
