"Wenbin gives you all his salary every month, and you only give me 10 yuan for groceries. With this 10 yuan, I have to pinch pennies just to barely make it to the end of the month. How could we possibly eat meat every day?"
The woman tried to speak to her reasonably.
Mrs. Zhang suddenly became unhappy.
"Do you mean to say that I, as a mother-in-law, have mistreated you? Do you still have the nerve to say there isn't enough money? Don't you know exactly why the money's not enough? Others have double incomes and food rations, but look at our family, we married a country bumpkin like you, had a child who is registered as a rural resident, and every month we have to tighten our belts to subsidize your meals. And now it turns out that I'm the one who has wronged you? Do you even have a conscience?"
When it came to the household registration issue, the woman fell silent.
