Transmigrated to the 70s to Marry a Military King, Becoming a Tycoon with a Space

Song Fuyu, who successfully developed her inherited company into a multinational enterprise, got into a car accident after defeating the enemies who killed her parents. She then transmigrated to th...

Chapter 35: Failed to be low-key, showing off wealth in public

Seeing that she still looked like she would not cry until she saw the coffin, the last bit of sympathy Song Fuyu had for her completely disappeared.

Judging from her accuracy in judging people, although Mo Juan is a city dweller, her family's economic level should be lower-middle class in the city, and it is very likely that she was not a very favored child at home. At least Ye Feixue next to her looks much better than her.

But the two of them, and the boy sitting between them, were a completely different story compared to Tong Youyou next to her.

Tong Youyou is the typical little girl who is spoiled by her family. Although she may not live a luxurious life, at least she has no worries about food and clothing.

Just now when Mo Juan took out the food coupons from her pocket, she looked at the expression on her face carefully. She looked like she was cutting her flesh and selling her blood. She was afraid that she couldn't see that there were three big words written on her face: "Reluctant".

But since she refused to give up, she had no choice but to help her give up.

She wanted to keep a low profile, but the other party insisted on coming to her, so she had no choice but to be high-profile for once, completely cutting off her idea of meaningless comparison.

Song Fuyu first took the buns he had bought in the morning. There were eighteen buns in his hand, big and solid, and they looked extraordinarily numerous when wrapped in oil paper.

She unfolded a small corner of the oil paper. The meat aroma, which was not very obvious at first, became more tempting as the oil paper was opened.

The people nearby smelled the fragrance of the big meat buns, and Mo Juan swallowed her saliva spinelessly.

Song Fuyu took out a bun and handed it to Tong Youyou next to her. Tong Youyou had just given her an egg, so she should give some back to her.

As for others, there certainly aren't any.

"Sister Fu Yu, no need to give it to me, I just ate and now my stomach is full."

Tong Youyou felt a little embarrassed. She only gave the other person an egg, but he gave her a bun in return.

Even a fool knows that buns are more valuable. Not only are they made of white flour, they also contain pork, which makes people drool just by smelling it.

"It's okay, just keep it and eat it later."

She just gave herself an egg, she doesn't like to owe others.

Then she wrapped the oil paper again and put it back on the table.

"Want to see more?"

Mo Juan was so frightened by so many buns that she just nodded blankly.

Song Fuyu gave her a look of disdain, but still picked up the big box of things that her godfather had bought for her. In order to avoid the other party whining and denying it in the end, she decided to go for it.

When she entered the station just now, she hadn't had time to see what was inside, but judging from the smell, it was 100% meat, and quite a lot of it.

She untied the slipknot that tied the bag.

There are several small bags inside, and the most eye-catching one is the brightly colored canned oranges placed separately.

"Sister Fu Yu, I know this canned food. The supply and marketing cooperative sells it for 1.2 yuan a can, and you need a non-staple food coupon. It's too expensive. At most, our family can buy a bottle during the Chinese New Year and share it with everyone."

Tong Youyou looked at the canned oranges in the bag and responded immediately. She had already classified herself as on Song Fuyu's side, so naturally she had to speak for her.

"Ah, that's quite expensive. I haven't even tried it. I wonder if someone has tried it."

Although this sentence was said to Tong Youyou, it was actually said to Mo Juan.

Then she opened a few more small bags, which contained dried meat, old-fashioned bread, mung bean cakes, candied fruits...a total of seven or eight items. The most outrageous thing was that there were actually two aluminum lunch boxes, one of which contained a large sauced chicken leg.

How afraid is godfather that she will be hungry?

She had every reason to believe that if he hadn't been afraid that she couldn't afford it, he would have bought more.

As for the small bag of imported chocolates, candies and biscuits that she originally packed, she felt that there was no need to display them anymore and just stopped there.

In front of her food, not only Mo Juan who made a bet with her, but even Ye Feixue and others beside her were so envious that they couldn't say a word, because it was really... the gap was too big. They didn't expect that her family was so rich and could be so generous.

Tong Youyou kept sighing in her heart that Sister Fu Yu was so nice. She didn't ask for special treatment and even sat with them on the hard seat. With their family's financial situation, they could have directly bought a sleeper berth.

"Have you finished reading it?"

"Thank you for your food coupons. I will accept them without hesitation."

After putting away his things, Song Fuyu directly put the two food coupons on the table into his pocket and patted his pocket proudly.

Without looking at Mo Juan's expression at this moment, I knew without thinking that she must be furious.

But as for what she would think, let her be. As long as she stopped making trouble, she would be thankful.

Of course, she is not afraid of being picked on.

To deal with a brainless coward like her, just waving your hand is enough.

Mo Juan was sitting in her seat at this time, with her head down, like a weak chicken.

It turned out that she was at the bottom of the group, and she was the only one.

I originally thought that Ye Feixue and Dong Jun's family was pretty good, at least much better than hers.

Unexpectedly, Song Fuyu, who looked ordinary in clothes, was actually much better than Ye Feixue and the others. She had never seen so many of those things during the Chinese New Year.

And Tong Youyou next to her also seems to be living a very good life. At least a family that can directly provide ten eggs, how bad can that be?

Mo Juan's unhappiness and disappointment were clearly visible on her face, and Ye Feixue, who was sitting by the window in her row, didn't look much better than Mo Juan at this moment.

The first time she saw Song Fuyu, she felt a little jealous.

Although she was very thin and not as white as herself, she knew that if Song Fuyu could eat better and stay home to recuperate, he would definitely look much better than he is now.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that Song Fuyu was indeed very good-looking.

Originally, looking at the clothes on her, she thought the same as Mo Juan, that the other party must come from a poor family, and that she finally had something that could surpass her.

So when Mo Juan was looking for trouble, she sat on the side and watched quietly, happy to see it happen.

If she could embarrass Song Fuyu, she felt that it would be a good feeling.

As a result...unexpectedly, not only did she not fall behind, her family environment might even be out of reach of ordinary families like theirs. Her expression suddenly became sinister, and she quickly adjusted herself for fear that people around her would see it.

Song Fuyu didn't bother to care what they thought specifically, that was their business.

She took out a piece of dried meat, sat down, and chewed it slowly.

"Sister Fu Yu, your family is so kind to you that they are willing to buy you so many delicious foods."

There was no trace of jealousy in Tong Youyou's expression or voice; she was expressing her feelings sincerely.

"It's quite good."

It only applies to godfather, as for Song Hao... I feel sick just thinking about it.

As for the original owner's biological mother, she didn't know her at all.

Even in the original owner's memory, the existence of her biological mother was very minimal, so little that she could hardly remember her, and there was no photo left for her to miss her.