I just graduated this year. After joining the company, I received a week's induction training, and then got my first formal job salary the next month. Although the money is not much, it is a sense of ceremony. In retrospect, that day was quite interesting. When I looked at the balance of my salary card that day, I suddenly found myself paid for a month and a half. While I am happy, I consider how to spend the money. The first and most important thing is a surprise red envelope for parents. In addition, I also set aside part of my budget for buying gifts for myself, and the rest as necessary living expenses. If there is any left by the end of the month, save it.

As for the red envelopes for my parents, I still remember that I went to the bank to get 1000 yuan in cash, and the brand-new banknotes just taken out of the ATM machine also added a lot of color to this sense of ceremony.

Then, I went to the convenience store in front of the community and bought two new red envelopes. At that time, the proprietress of the convenience store also asked me:

"What do you want with this red envelope?"

"Ah, what's the difference between a red envelope? Aren't they all used to put money? "

"Of course not. Different scenes give different people different red envelopes. "

"Oh, I see ... I gave it to my parents!"

Back to the boss's wife, I realized that what I just said was full of pride. After all, my parents have raised me for more than 20 years, and finally it's time for me to give them money instead of asking for it. This feeling is still very different. Although in the final analysis, there is not much money ... but it is not a question of how much.

Then, I got the red envelope selected by my boss's wife. I put the money in it, then carefully folded the red envelope and put it in my handbag. My parents were a little surprised when I came home and gave them the red envelope. It was not time for me to go home that day. I usually go to work and live in the dormitory, and I will go back on holiday. This time I went home specially to convey this joy. When my mother took the red envelope, she wanted to refuse it. She knows I'm still on probation and my salary is not high. She felt sorry for me and was afraid that I would have a bad life outside, but she was blocked by my words.

"This is your daughter's first salary, very memorable. You must accept it! " I said with a smile.

Mom took the red envelope and replied with a smile, "OK, I'll keep it and turn it out when I get old ..." No matter how much the first salary in life really excites us, we should also think about how to spend it, but no matter how to spend it, this is our real independence.