"It's alright, just wait and see the show." Ma Hua shook his head. How can I watch the show if I'm gone?

Immediately afterward, Ma Hua saw Jiao Min take a big bite of the wild vegetable dumpling in her hand, and her face immediately darkened.

And then he kept spitting out the words "Pui pui pui".

He muttered under his breath, "What is all this? Why is there dirt in it?"

And this, this must be grassroots, no wonder it's so hard.

Before Jiao Min could even confront him, Ma Hua approached Jiao Min's side.

Feigning utter incomprehension, he asked Jiao Min, "Director Jiao,

What's wrong with you? Is it because the "bitter memories" meal I specially made for you isn't good enough?

"Ma Hua, you're saying this was something you did on purpose?" Jiao Min said through gritted teeth, her face darkening.

"Yes, I made this especially for you, I guarantee it will taste 100% like it did back then."

"After all, our Director Jiao said we must always remember the suffering of the lower classes," Ma Hua said with a smile.

But to Jiao Min, Ma Hua's smiling face was utterly detestable. This Ma Hua, indeed, was taking revenge on her.

When Ma Hua saw Jiao Min about to put down the wild vegetable dumplings, he immediately continued, "Director Jiao,"

I learned this specifically at the steel rolling mill, and I know I might not have learned it well enough.

But people need to grow, right? I heard they put ten pounds of pebbles in each meal.

I've only put in a little bit. What are you planning to do? Wasting food is a huge crime!

I confess, I admit I didn't do well enough, but Director Jiao,

And this "remembering the bitter past and appreciating the sweet present" idea was proposed by you. If you don't eat it, how can you set an example for all of us?