The girl didn't expect Zheng Wangshu to be so blunt. She was stunned for a moment, then after she came to her senses, she shouted in a hoarse voice, "Who are you calling smelly?"
Zheng Wangshu said calmly, "Whoever I mention knows, don't take it personally."
It was originally time for the get out of class to end, but the noise here was so loud that it instantly attracted the attention of the students.
The girl is well dressed and her family background should be good.
"Don't think you're great just because you're the top scorer in the college entrance exam. Here, we're all students. You're not much better than anyone else."
Zheng Wangshu was speechless. It was obvious that she was looking down on others and wanted to bully them, and now she was talking about these things.
"Then may I ask who you're calling smelly? We're all sitting here, no one's paying any attention to you, and none of us have any documents. If you smell something bad, doesn't that mean there's something wrong with your nose?"
When Yang Xiaohua saw Zheng Wangshu arguing with someone else, she felt a little worried and quickly apologized to the female classmate.
"I'm sorry, classmate. Wangshu didn't mean anything else."
The female classmate frowned and looked fierce.
"Stay away from me. Look at how dirty you are. Can't you even afford a piece of clothing after getting into college? You're ruining the image of our class."
She looked disgusted and obviously looked down on Yang Xiaohua.
Yang Xiaohua's face flushed and she stood there in embarrassment.
There are also many students from poor families in the class. These days, farmers account for a very high proportion, not to mention now, even in the future, it will be the same.
Everyone was very angry when they saw Yang Xiaohua being spoken of in this way.
If you have money, who would want to dress like a beggar? The clothes that she looked down upon might be their best clothes.
"This is the first time I've heard that a school's image needs to be maintained through clothing. We're here to study, not to compete. What others wear has nothing to do with you. Please be mindful of your words."
Zheng Wangshu felt that Yang Xiaohua was quite pitiful. Although she was materially poor, her spirit was precious. As a classmate, even if he couldn't help her, he should at least treat her equally.
"Where are you? Did I say anything about you? You're just here whining and complaining about others. What does it have to do with you? Don't think that just because you're a local, you can bully others here."
Zheng Wangshu was too lazy to argue with her. People like her had their brains bound by foot binding, and it was impossible to tell the right from the wrong.
"Okay, let's talk about our own things and don't take it to heart."
Zheng Wangshu was a strong person and didn't take it to heart. Before she started school, she knew she would encounter some strange people because of her uneven family education, and she was destined to have a noticeable problem when she went to school.
Moreover, the requirements for taking the college entrance examination at this time are not as strict as later times. No matter how old you are, you can take the exam as long as you are within the age limit. Some students even bring their wives and children to study. For these special groups, it is really not easy to get into college. This is a turning point in their lives, and it is also the result of countless efforts.
Zheng Wangshu is not a good person, but she hopes that such people can get due respect in their studies.
Wu Peipei was so angry that she glared at Yang Xiaohua, but she didn't dare to refute Zheng Wangshu and could only hold it in.
After class at noon, everyone prepared to go to the cafeteria to eat. At this time, they all used meal tickets. Several people in the dormitory were together, but Yang Xiaohua said that she wanted to go see her mother first.
Zheng Wangshu also understood. Her mother lived in a small house behind the cafeteria, and the house was also very dilapidated. But no matter what, it was very good that the school could be so accommodating.
After all, Yang Xiaohua's mother has an intellectual disability and cannot communicate normally with others. It is not appropriate to arrange her in the dormitory, as it will affect other students.
Zheng Wangshu and three other roommates went to the cafeteria together. The food there was just so-so. There was a chopping board next to it with today's dishes written on it and the corresponding prices were also clearly stated.
There are meat dishes, vegetarian dishes, steamed buns, and rice. You can order whatever you like.
Although Zheng Wangshu was a picky person, he would eat whatever food he liked wherever he was. He ordered two portions of his favorite food and everyone ate together.
Wang Zhaodi and Gao Lijuan were not as well off and ordered steamed buns and cabbage, while Chen Wenwen and Zheng Wangshu ordered a meat dish.
No matter what, the two of them still enjoyed their meal.
Zheng Wangshu did not share her food with the two of them. Girls also have to have self-respect. After all, they are not very familiar with each other yet. She did it for their own good, and they might think too much.
After dinner, several people planned to go see Yang Xiaohua's mother.
When they arrived at the small room behind the cafeteria, they found Yang's mother sitting there with disheveled hair and a big white steamed bun in her hand, eating it with relish.
When he saw them coming, he smiled at them, but had no intention of attacking them.
Zheng Wangshu spoke to him for a few words and found that there was no way to communicate at all.
Yang Xiaohua did not abandon her mother and was able to do this, which was really great. Zheng Wangshu couldn't help but be touched.
Logically speaking, Yang Xiaohua should be there for Yang's mother to eat, but they waited for a long time and didn't see Yang Xiaohua.
"Why hasn't Xiaohua come back yet? She's eating in the cafeteria."
As the four of them talked, they went back into the cafeteria, planning to wait for Yang Xiaohua to finish eating before going back together.
As soon as I entered, I heard some classmates whispering.
"I saw it too. As soon as they finished eating and left, she picked up the leftovers and ate them. She even chewed on the spare ribs that others had finished chewing. It seems she must be a student from our school."
"That's too disgusting. Don't you think other people's leftovers are dirty? Oh my God, that's disgusting."
An expression of disgust appeared on the faces of several people at the same time. It might not be intentional, but Zheng Wangshu and the others felt a pang in their hearts when they heard it.
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