Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Third Uncle Xu proudly extended ten fingers, "This much."
Everyone in the room, except for Xu Ying, had a bewildered look on their faces. If it were just ten yuan, Third Uncle certainly wouldn't have suddenly given his mom thirty.
Grandpa Xu frowned, "Kid, stop beating around the bush and just tell us how much you earned."
With a snort, Third Uncle Xu said unenthusiastically, "Not a lot, after working for over a month, I've only made one hundred yuan.
Then I went to work at the textile factory for half a month, didn't earn much, thirty yuan."
"Third brother, when did you start working at a textile factory? What did you do!" Uncle Xu was shocked.
The corners of Third Uncle Xu's eyes were filled with smugness, "I've been there for a while now, working in sales. If I'm lucky, I might even become the head of the sales department!"
