It's still the early 1980s, and in a few years, the Planned Birth Policy will start. Qin Xiangnuan was born at the end of the seventies, living in the early eighties, by the time she gets married and has children, the Policy will be in place, and when the second-child policy is relaxed, she won't be able to have children anymore.
She pinched her own face; she was only six years old, why think about such distant matters.
Living well now is actually laying the foundation for a good future.
Qin Xiangyang was also thinking about what his sister said. Yes, they need to get a stove, the water on the stove would always be hot, making it much more convenient for them to wash their faces and cook. However, they really don't have much money, and his hospital fees were likely fronted by Uncle Hua. He didn't know when he could pay it back.
"Brother, we have money," Qin Xiangnuan pulled out a small pouch from around her neck and stuffed it into Qin Xiangyang's hands.
