Zhao Qingxiang also saw his brother come in.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Qingxiang was a bit worried; last time his mother had an incident, it was because they came looking for him.
"Big brother, I'm here to ask if you're really not going back?"
Zhao Qingxiang nodded, "Aren't you going back, why go back? I plan to earn money here for a few more years. It's also to save money for the kids, so that when they actually get into college in the future, they won't be held back due to lack of money."
"Big brother, you really don't want to go back?"
"Yes, I'm not going back. Being a permanent worker sounds good, but you don't earn much, just a fixed salary. I have a big family, can't save any money. Do you want to go back?"
Zhao Qingjie's tone turned a bit sour, "It's Dad who wants to go back."
This time Zhao Qingxiang didn't say anything; it's a matter for his younger brother.
Now he was glad that he had noted it down at that time.
