The money I spent on myself throughout the year was only 468 yuan.
As for the pork rib soup I cooked, my mother-in-law and uncle ate the meat and drank the soup, I gnawed the bones, and no one saw my silent contribution; my husband's most expensive expense was the antidepressants hidden in the shoe cabinet, and no one saw the silence earned by three years' salary.
It wasn't until I spread this account on the dinner table that they didn't dare to look into my eyes for the first time.
