"Give me whatever you want, the more the better, the less the better! Hurry up, or I'm leaving." The girl kept urging him on.

Zhou Yue took out her wallet, took out ten yuan and handed it over.

"Look how generous that lady is." The girl smiled and tucked the money away before saying, "My brother and his girlfriend eloped to work in the south."

"What? His girlfriend?"

"Yes, that's his classmate, his name is something like Xiao Jing, I don't remember it, he's not very good-looking, and my brother is blind!" The girl said, skipping and hopping as she walked back.

"Stop right there! Explain yourself!" Zhou Yue panicked and chased after her.

"I'll only talk if you give me the money!" The girl could tell she was in a hurry, so she kept her in suspense.

Miss Zhou Yue wasn't afraid of that, so she simply slapped her wallet over.

The girl opened her wallet, rummaged through it, and jumped up with joy.

"I'll tell you everything! I'll tell you everything!"

It turns out that the guy Xiaojin was dating was named Wang Jian. He lived in a blended family. His father had three children, and his mother had four. Excluding the eldest child who worked and lived in a dormitory, there were only eight people in the family. They had no choice but to divide them into two groups: one group of boys and one group of girls.

They weren't from the same family to begin with, and they fight like cats and dogs every day.

These parents were quite carefree; they soon had their youngest son.

Wang Jian wasn't exactly a child, and no one could bully him. But he just happened to have two older sisters who teamed up against him, and he really couldn't do anything about it.

Forced into a life of near-vagrancy, he only dared to sneak back home late at night to sleep and eat some leftovers, if there were any left. Most of the time he was hungry, and could only afford a full meal by earning money carrying bags at the train station on Sundays.

He and Ajin fell in love almost at first sight.

Ah Jin transferred back from the farm, but she couldn't keep up with her studies and dressed very plainly.

This is all Deng's fault. Qin Xiaoyu was afraid that this kind of thing would happen, so she bought new clothes for Ajin early on.

Out of a desire for thrift, Sister-in-law Deng insisted on putting the clothes away and forced her to wear the clothes she wore on the farm.

Ajin resisted, only to be met with beatings and scolding: "You've become so pretentious since you're in the city! Your clothes aren't torn or damaged, why can't you wear them? Do you want to learn bad habits or something?"

As the cursing began, Deng Jianyan covered his ears and fled. What could A Jin say?

None of the girls in the class wanted to be friends with Ajin, saying that she had a certain odor.

Ah Jin went to a secluded spot and sniffed desperately, but it was just the pungent smell of camphor balls, and had nothing to do with her.

But Ah Jin is not like Li Sheng. You can refuse to play with her, but you can't lay a finger on her.

That day in PE class, we were required to wear white sneakers. Sister-in-law Deng refused to buy them, and Ah Jin was kicked out of line by the PE teacher and not allowed to attend class.

The female students were playing volleyball on the playground, laughing and joking, while Ajin sat on the horizontal bar, lost in thought.

Suddenly the ball flew over and hit her hard, causing the female classmates to burst into laughter.

"Watch out!" Ah Jin squinted, warning the girl who came to retrieve the ball.

"The ball has no eyes, is that my fault? Do you think it wanted to hit you? It probably thinks it smells bad." The girl said loudly on purpose.

If it weren't for the last sentence, perhaps nothing would have happened.

No one saw how Ah Jin got off the horizontal bar. In the blink of an eye, she straddled the girl and beat her up.

The girl's pig-like screams attracted everyone's attention. Her brother, who also attended the same school and happened to be in gym class, rushed over to rescue his sister.

It would be difficult for Ah Jin to beat up a boy, let alone with someone taking sides.

Just then, Wang Jian made his move, taking on all five of them single-handedly. His muscles, honed from carrying heavy loads, were no joke; everyone fled in disarray.

The head of the teaching department handled the matter personally because it involved multiple classes.

He harshly criticized Ajin, saying she was the instigator. As for Wang Jian, he said he couldn't even be bothered to talk about him; he was a notorious fighter, and his parents didn't care. Threatening him to drop out of school was useless; he was very stubborn and insisted on going to class every day. Teachers couldn't get rid of him because they couldn't beat him. Although his grades were mediocre, he persisted.

Ah Jin was taken away by the furious Sister-in-law Deng, who kicked her every few steps along the way. Later, Ah Jin got smarter and took bigger steps, so the short Sister-in-law Deng had to jog to catch up. She would jump up and kick Ah Jin, who would dodge forward, causing Sister-in-law Deng to twist her waist and cry out in pain. Passersby laughed and pointed.

But Ah Jin wasn't sad at all; a seed had sprouted in her heart.

The next day, when Ah Jin brought her lunch, she pressed down on the lunchbox repeatedly, and even Sister-in-law Deng noticed something was wrong.

"If you dare leave any left over, I'll break your legs! You spendthrift!"

“The child is growing, what’s wrong with eating more! It’s not like I didn’t give you money, I’ll just go buy more rice when we run out!” This time Deng Jianyan didn’t hold back, this was his bottom line. “Xiao Jin, if you don’t have enough to eat, Dad will bring you a new lunchbox next time.”

At noon, the students automatically formed small groups, all close friends. Wang Jian's side was empty; he had no friends and no food.

Wang Jian couldn't sit still. The classroom smelled unpleasant; each family's dishes were different, but when heated in a large steamer, they all had a uniform smell, like pig swill. But for Wang Jian, it was a delicacy. He was starving, his stomach rumbling like thunder, making him blush with embarrassment.

He had just stood up when a large lunchbox slammed heavily onto his table.

Ah Jin sat casually in front of him and handed him a spoon.

"I'm not hungry," Wang Jian said softly, and was about to leave when A Jin grabbed his arm. This girl was frighteningly thin, but surprisingly strong.

"Sit down and eat!" Ah Jin commanded.

Wang Jian obediently sat down and took the spoon.

Ah Jin had a cut on the corner of her mouth, and every bite of food made her gasp in pain. When she looked up, she saw Wang Jian's gaze quickly darting away.

Deng kept his word and brought home a large, shiny stainless steel lunchbox the next day after get off work. Back then, that was a luxury item.

Xiao Jin loved it so much that she played with it for a long time and then scalded it with boiling water several times. From then on, she always filled the lunchbox to the brim.

After having a full meal, Wang Jian suddenly grew taller, and his face matured. The female classmates seemed to have discovered a new continent. Who was this boy? He was so tall and big that he blocked the sunlight wherever he went, as if he had a halo around him.

His originally gloomy eyes have become sunny, and he can smile, revealing two little tiger teeth when he smiles.

Unfortunately, he only gave that smile to one person: Ah Jin, a dark-skinned, thin, and unremarkable country bumpkin.

The two boys themselves didn't know how they got together. Maybe it was a touch of fingers when handing over a spoon, or maybe it was an accidental glance between their eyes.

Their budding feelings gradually developed into an aura, making even the surrounding air feel sweet.

Wang Jian suddenly noticed that his once empty desk was now filled with some things: erasers, candies, and perhaps even washed apples.

He didn't care about any of it; he wouldn't take anything except what Ah Jin gave him. When he threw the trash out, it broke the hearts of many girls.