Yang Xiaohua gave a bitter laugh and continued, "Actually, I'm quite satisfied with my current life. Although we're a little poor, at least we have enough to eat and drink. There's a little girl next door who's five years old and still doesn't know what spareribs taste like. She only gets to taste meat during the Chinese New Year. Granny Lu is already seventy years old this year. The day I left the village, she wore her best clothes to see me, but even so, they were covered in patches... Compared to them, I feel like I'm living in a good place now."
Seeing that Zheng Wangshu was listening attentively, Yang Xiaohua gained more courage.
"I don't think there's anything shameful about picking up other people's leftovers. Saving food is a virtue. Besides, it's what others don't eat, so it's not considered stealing. Although life is difficult now, I believe we can get through it. One day, I'll be able to lead a good life with my mother."
Yang Xiaohua said the last sentence in a very decisive manner.
Looking at Yang Xiaohua's confident eyes and smile, Zheng Wangshu knew that no matter what he said, Yang Xiaohua would not accept it easily, because this was a disguised burden for her.
Zheng Wangshu smiled slightly and did not continue to worry about it. Since the funding method did not work, the worst that could happen was to think of other ways.
Anyway, it was absolutely impossible for her to watch Yang Xiaohua and her mother suffer.
After Yang's mother finished her breakfast, Yang Xiaohua helped her wash her face, and then the two prepared to leave.
They chatted and laughed all the way to the classroom. As soon as he entered, Zheng Wangshu was stunned by the heads that filled the classroom.
Everyone came here with twenty minutes left before class started, which was enough to show everyone's enthusiasm for learning.
"Everyone cherishes the opportunity to go to university and is worried that being late will leave a bad impression on the teacher, so they all come early."
After hearing what Yang Xiaohua said, Zheng Wangshu realized that she had accidentally spoken out her true feelings. She smiled awkwardly twice, then walked over to sit next to Wang Zhaodi and the others.
As soon as I sat down, Wang Zhaodi handed me the buns, soy milk and the remaining money.
"Wangshu, these are the buns and soy milk you asked me to bring. Please count the remaining money."
Wang Zhaodi spread out the money all at once, fearing that Zheng Wangshu couldn't see clearly. Looking at the money in front of her, Zheng Wangshu suddenly had an idea, and she seemed to know how to help Yang Xiaohua.
Zheng Wangshu finished a meat bun first, then pretended to be distressed and said, "It's over, it seems I bought too many meat buns. Xiaohua, how about you help me eat the remaining meat buns?"
Yang Xiaohua didn't respond at all. "If you can't finish it, you can save it for lunch. When you get your lunch, just put it on top of the rice to warm it up. These meat buns are not cheap."
"But steamed buns cooked like that don't taste good. I don't like them. Just help me eat them. You were the one who said earlier that wasting food is shameful, so I'll give this meat bun to you."
After saying that, Zheng Wangshu stuffed the bun into Yang Xiaohua's hand somewhat forcefully.
Looking at the meat bun that was still slightly steaming in her hand, Yang Xiaohua had nothing to understand. This meat bun was obviously bought by Zheng Wangshu specially for her. She looked at Zheng Wangshu gratefully, then took the bun and started eating.
Soon, the four classes in the morning were over.
Maybe it was because the school had just started, and the things the teacher taught were relatively shallow. Zheng Wangshu felt that they were all quite simple and he didn't have any trouble keeping up.
Seeing Yang Xiaohua about to leave again, Zheng Wangshu quickly called her, "Xiaohua, I'm a little sleepy. I want to go back to the dormitory and sleep first. Can you bring me some lunch later?"
"Okay, what do you want to eat?"
Yang Xiaohua agreed without hesitation, and Wu Peipei rolled her eyes when she heard it.
"Some people really have the body of a maid and the life of a lady. We all go to the same class, but why is she the only one who is exhausted and needs help getting food? Isn't this capitalism? In the past, she would have been paraded through the streets."
Zheng Wangshu ignored Wu Peipei's ridicule and treated her as air. He opened his mouth and told Yang Xiaohua the name of the dish he wanted to eat. Yang Xiaohua even repeated it again to make sure it was correct before taking the money and leaving in a hurry.
Chen Wenwen, Wang Zhaodi and the other two looked at Zheng Wangshu with complicated eyes. Zheng Wangshu didn't care. He smiled at them and left.
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