After lunch, Lu Yu and Qin Li left the school.
Qin An followed Jiang Yue back to Jiang Yue's dormitory.
"Mom, I don't want to sleep in the top bunk."
From afar, you could hear a girl complaining.
"Okay, okay, we won't stay in the top bunk."
Her mother gently coaxed her.
"Mom, I like that bed."
Her gaze fell upon Jiang Yue's bed and the things on it, and her eyes lit up immediately.
"Whose bed is this? I want it."
Upon hearing this, someone said.
"This is Jiang's bed. She went to the cafeteria for lunch."
"I want this one. Mom, go and talk to her and ask her to change it for me."
When Jiang Yue and Qin An walked in, they saw a well-dressed middle-aged woman and a girl wearing a white dress with her hair down, but with several hair clips in her hair.
"Are you Jiang Yue?"
The middle-aged woman glanced at Jiang Yue, her tone somewhat condescending.
"I am."
"How much is this bed and all the things on it? I'll give you a hundred yuan. You can give these things to my daughter. We'll buy the bed."
"Not for sale."
Several classmates gasped when they heard that it was one hundred yuan.
One hundred yuan is a sum that takes three or four months of working to earn. After deducting living expenses, they couldn't even save one hundred yuan in a year before.
The mother and daughter thought Jiang Yue was going to meet her classmate. The girl was about to sit on Jiang Yue's bed when she heard Jiang Yue refuse.
Qin An also frowned.
"The school has already assigned beds, why are you still eyeing other people's beds?"
"What's it to you?" The girl looked angrily at Qin An, then at Jiang Yue.
She saw that Jiang Yue was wearing ordinary jeans and a shirt, which looked to be of decent quality. These were probably Jiang Yue's most valuable clothes, worn to maintain appearances.
"This is a hundred yuan. Your things are only worth thirty or fifty yuan. You can buy new ones. Others don't even have this opportunity." The girl looked Jiang Yue up and down, raising her head as if she were giving her charity.
"Not for sale."
The middle-aged woman was surprised that Jiang Yue was being so disrespectful.
“We’re doing you a favor by trading with you. How can you be so insensible, little girl? What kind of upbringing did your parents give you?”
Hearing this, Jiang Yue smiled.
"Does this whole world belong to you? Does everyone have to listen to you?"
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
The middle-aged woman said irritably.
"Since it's not yours, why should I trade with you? My parents taught me not to bully others and not to cause trouble or be afraid of trouble."
Qin An also said.
"I've really seen something today. I've seen arrogant people before, but I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you."
"you..."
Seeing that the two sides were about to start arguing, one of the three students spoke up.
“I’m in the lower bunk, I’ll switch with you,” she said, pointing to a lower bunk.
Looking at the worn-out things on the lower bunk, the girl covered her nose with her hand and said with a look of disgust.
"Ugh, I don't want any of your stuff. It stinks."
He's face immediately turned red.
"It doesn't smell. I shower every day, and I've washed all these things with laundry detergent."
The middle-aged woman glanced at her daughter and handed over fifty yuan directly.
"Okay, we'll use your bed, and we'll use our own things."
"Yueyue, come here quickly, let Auntie make your bed."
Jiang Yue then noticed that there was another auntie next to her. It seemed to be the nanny they had hired.
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