Chapter 240 Struggling Weeds

Although Song Tang's appetite is not small now, it is far less than before.

In the past, she could finish eating everything in front of her and still get at least half a plate back.

As for now, the big plate in front of her was enough to fill her up. If she didn't want to try some dishes she had never seen before, she wouldn't have been able to buy so much.

But compared to Qiongying, her plate was nothing. You know, Qiongying's plate was even higher than hers.

Moreover, Qiongying had finished her meal when Song Tang had only eaten half of it, and went to get another plate, but not as much as the first one.

With Qiongying by his side, Song Tang's appetite can only be said to be so-so now, far less than his earlier outstanding performance.

Moreover, Song Tang is not as fast as she used to be when eating. She has gradually changed many of her old habits. She has started to chew slowly, but still faster than Zhou Jing.

While eating, Song Tang was still wondering why there was no such restaurant in his hometown, Urumqi.

If she had, she could have eaten several meals with the money she spent on distributing flyers in one day, and there was no limit on the quantity. One meal could last her a whole day.

This way, she would have more time to study. She no longer had to buy leftover low-priced vegetables at the market when the stalls were about to close, and she no longer had to spend time cooking.

Even though her hands look so soft and tender now, when she was still young and learning to cook, she had many cuts on her hands from kitchen knives and burns from greasy oil.

Song Tang always remembered how miserable he was at that time. He could not use a kitchen knife, so he tore and broke the meat with his hands. Anyway, he could only eat meat a few times a year, and basically all he ate were various vegetable leaves.

If you are afraid of getting burned, you will be fully armed and use books and pot lids to block your body. Even if you get burned, you will just blow on it, rinse it with cold water, and then continue.

A child without a mother has to grow up early and become strong and independent.

At the beginning, the food she cooked was so bad that it could only be barely cooked and edible.

It's common that the food is burnt or undercooked, too salty due to too much salt, or because of being in a hurry and forgetting to add seasoning.

However, no matter how unpalatable the food was, little Song Tang would force himself to eat it.

She knew that she had to eat if she wanted to live. Only by eating could she survive, and as long as she survived, she could let her deceased mother rest in peace.

In order to keep her body going, she would also plan to increase her nutrition. If she couldn't bear to buy anything else, she would buy eggs.

She would reward herself with a boiled egg every once in a while to supplement her nutrition. As long as she could hold on until she was 18, even if she didn't go to college, she could legitimately find a job and earn money to support herself.

After struggling in the mire of life for more than half a year, the 13- or 14-year-old girl finally found some tips on cooking. She no longer had to lie down for two or three days because of the poison of half-cooked beans.

She remembered that time, it almost cost her life. She felt dizzy, vomited and had diarrhea, and her body was hot and cold, and she even had hallucinations.

She was so weak that she was close to collapse. She was so hungry that she kept drinking cold water. She crawled to the kitchen to find half a cold steamed bun, and forced herself to eat it despite the discomfort. Only then did she save her poor life.

But it was really an accident. She kept drinking water to fill her stomach, which increased her metabolism. Also, she didn't buy many beans, so she didn't eat much, so she escaped the disaster.

That time she really thought she was going to die and be reunited with her mother.

Life is like weeds, but it struggles and refuses to bow, vowing to break through the cage and see the light of day again.

Song Tang at the table gradually lost her expression and just ate the food in front of her quietly. Zhou Jing and Qiong Ying could certainly sense her emotional changes.

The two looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Although they didn't know why their young lady suddenly felt a little depressed, they couldn't say anything in such a situation.

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On the way back to the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, Song Tang's mood had changed by itself. She was still sending messages and making video calls with some of her friends on her phone, happily sharing what she had seen and heard in the past two days in Northeast China, as well as some of her personal experiences.

The two more mature ones, Shi Mei and Shen Aojun, reminded her to be careful and wear more clothes.

The two cheerful people, Li Wenwen and Jin Duoduo, envied her for traveling and asked her to post more photos.

As for those who howled and screamed at Song Tang for eating alone, they were just idiots like Ding Wei, Qi Hai and Qin Zhaoyang.

Qiongying, who was driving, had been listening to Song Tang's movements behind her, and suddenly she smiled.

Zhou Jing, who was sitting next to Song Tang, was relieved. On her phone, there were chat records with Gao Youliang, most of which were about her daughter.

Gao Youliang, who was busy setting up an office for Song Tang in Kyoto, smiled at the phone in his hand.

His life was complete, and he had to thank Song Tang, his lucky star, for bringing him his other half and a new career plan.

He had no complaints about the fact that eight out of ten sentences his girlfriend Zhou Jing mentioned were about Song Tang, because he knew that Song Tang was the bond between him and Zhou Jing.

Without Song Tang, he and Zhou Jing might still be searching, waiting, and rejecting in the vast sea of people...

When Song Tang returned to the Ritz-Carlton suite, he did not see Song Da Nao Tou. Finally, he found Song Da Nao Tou hanging on the curtain and unable to get down.

"Meow meow meow~?"

Instead of feeling ashamed, Big Head Song tilted his head and shouted at the speechless Song Tang a few times, as if to say, "You are such a short-sighted poop scooper, don't you just pick me up quickly?"

Song Tang, with a frown on his face, walked up to Song Datou and knocked on his head. While taking it off, he said to Zhou Jing, who was standing behind him and laughing, "Sister Zhou, notify the suite's housekeeper of the things in this room that Song Datou has damaged. Ask her to keep a record of them and compensate them when he checks out. Give more compensation then. The hotel also has labor costs and operating losses when replacing things."

Since the hotel has given me face and allowed me to bring my pet in, I cannot be unkind and must pay them all the compensation they deserve.

"Okay, miss, I understand. Don't worry." Zhou Jing agreed and left, leaving the house to Song Tang and Song Da Nao.

These things don't cost much. For my lady, even if I dismantle and rebuild the entire presidential suite, it would only be a drop in the bucket.

Song Tang was naturally relieved that Zhou Jing was doing the job. She put Song Da's head on the ground and let it play by itself, then planned to go back to the bedroom to change clothes.

Although it is freezing outside, the temperature inside is suitable. If you continue to wear these clothes indoors, you will sweat in a short time.

The moment Song Tang put it down, Song Daboo accelerated and slid away, probably because he knew he had done something wrong.

The agile and awkward movements made Song Tang laugh out loud. The little cat now looked nothing like it did when it couldn't even stand steadily.