Interrupted by a middle-aged woman, the man named Li Kahe immediately complained, "What do you know? I'm doing something meaningful!"
"Fine, I don't understand, and I support you doing these meaningful things!"
The middle-aged woman, Wang Juan, shouted angrily, "But can you earn some money before talking about these things?"
She pointed at the house and said, "Look, the house we live in is getting smaller and smaller. I don't mind, but what about Wen? She's still in high school now and will need a lot of money in the future. How much money have you made for the family these years? Always tinkering with your shampoo!"
"You've been tinkering for so long, do you think you have more hair than others? On the contrary, you're getting balder!"
Li Kahe looked like he was in his forties, with not much hair, appearing sparse.
Being scolded by Wang Juan, Li Kahe also realized he was in the wrong, so he could only say, "Isn't there still money at home?"
"Money?"
