As a result, one year, a relative praised me for being sensible in front of my aunt. My aunt put it this way: she has money, and she spends 10, which is equivalent to spending a piece for us.
I suddenly realized that I was a "money-throwing boy" in their eyes, giving them the feeling that I was paying, which was natural. Who called me "rich" Since then, I have never revealed my family's income.
But the relatives in my hometown are a bit snobbish, which is a pity. If you have good conditions, you will definitely respect you more. Personally, I don't care what you do to me. My life circle is not in my hometown, so I don't need extra "care" and "respect" from others. But my parents are in their hometown, but their mentality is not as good as mine. They want to live with dignity, so I can't cry poor.
The gift should be sent as it is, but the income will be killed. Curiosity kills the cat, anyway, my relatives have always been curious about my income. Ask my parents. My parents really don't know.
Unwilling, I go back every year, and my uncles and aunts like to inquire about the income at home. On the bus ride together last year, my uncle suddenly asked me: So-and-so has a good income. I said: not bad, enough to live. He continued: How many years? I said: His income is not fixed. According to the benefits of the enterprise, there are many year-end awards with good benefits, and there are no year-end awards with bad benefits. He is tireless: how much is he a year? I said: I really didn't pay attention, uncle. You reminded me. I'll ask my husband later Uncle: Is there 500,000? Me: Uncle, do you think 500,000 is a high income? He: Yes, I spent almost a year. Me: He earns a good income locally. What kind of car did he buy? He: Audi, of course you can buy Audi with high income. Me: Yes, it's really good. My cousin is so capable that his income will go up in the future. He must be better than you. Uncle: He's not bad. The leader praised him this year. Usually, he is also very filial. ...
My uncle repeatedly asked me countless times, and I answered politely and seriously, but did not disclose a number.
When we got off the bus, everyone was not embarrassed at all, and my uncle was very happy, because I had a good attitude, not only answering questions, but also praising his only precious son.