Not long after the Sun family children left, Da Wa and his siblings also started school.
Da Wa has officially become a junior high school student. He has already turned eleven and is now a twelve-year-old boy.
Li Huai wasn't worried at all about his son going to junior high school in the city.
The school doesn't have evening self-study sessions yet, so the eldest child leaves in the morning and comes back in the afternoon.
The main reason is that Zhao Qinglan is always in the city. At noon, Da Wa and the other children from the military families would eat at the military-civilian joint restaurant, which was no different from eating at their own homes. So what did Li Huai have to worry about?
The children in the military family quarters, although they go to school in the city, are not easily bullied by anyone at school.
Children in the residential area can cause as much trouble or fight as they want in the neighborhood, but once they get to school, they'll definitely stick together as a group of their own.
In addition, they were all children of soldiers, and having been exposed to such things since childhood, none of them were easy to bully.
Although they stick together at school, they don't bully others, which makes many students envious.
In those days, the gap between rich and poor students in schools was not significant.
Most junior high school students in the city have urban household registration, and their parents are usually both employed. They may not be very wealthy, but they certainly have enough to eat and wear.
The very few people with rural household registration who go to school in the city are usually from well-off families in the countryside, or have relatives who are doing very well in the city.
With a small gap between the rich and poor, there are fewer problems that are likely to arise.
There is no cafeteria at the school. At lunchtime, most students who live nearby go home to eat, and the rest eat the food they brought with them.
The school has also taken into account the issue of meals for teachers and students, so there is a special place to heat up meals in the boiler room.
Previously, people only envied the unity among the children in the military family area, but when it came to lunch, quite a few students still felt a bit superior.
After all, there's a big difference between eating a hot meal at home and eating a reheated meal brought from home.
However, this sense of superiority has recently taken a turn for the worse.
This sense of superiority disappeared as soon as the children in the family quarters started eating together with the military.
Zhao Qinglan is very generous with the food she provides for the children in the family quarters.
That's fine, at most it just means the sense of superiority is gone.
But ever since her eldest son moved to the city and started eating with the military and civilians, Zhao Qinglan would often cook or add some good food for her son.
Of course, Zhao Qinglan paid for everything herself.
The eldest child isn't possessive of his food. He shares anything delicious with the other children at the table, even if each child only gets a bite or two.
Now the other children in the family quarters can also enjoy the kind of happiness that Erwa used to boast about.
Although they ate well before, it was still thanks to the meals cooked by the wives of soldiers.
It's just that they're willing to use high-quality ingredients, so the taste can't be bad.
But the dishes or snacks that Zhao Qinglan made herself were either dishes that no one had ever seen before, or they tasted much better than those made in large communal kitchens.
Erwa knew what good lunches his older brother ate every day in the city, and he started to drool over it. He only regretted that he was only in the fourth grade of elementary school and would have to wait two more years before he could go to the city and enjoy such treatment.
Because of these delicious dishes that were added to the menu from time to time, Da Wa, who was only in the first year of junior high school, had already become the central figure among the children in the family area at school.
Moreover, after they went to school, they would occasionally discuss how delicious the food was.
Everyone who heard their descriptions was drooling.
Seeing that others envied their lunch, many of the children in the family quarters also developed a sense of superiority and pride.
The remaining students were a mix of envy, jealousy, and twisted emotions.
"Hmph, it's just a meal, but they're making a big deal out of it every day."
"That's right. It's all talk; who knows if they're really eating that well?"
Some people even asked Da Wa and the others enviously if they could eat at the military-civilian joint meal service like them, the kind where they pay for it.
At Da Wa's school, there are also families with good financial conditions, but the parents are too busy to cook at home. They usually give their children more money and meal tickets so that when the children have nothing to eat, they can just grab a bite outside.
You can't keep eating out all the time. After hearing Da Wa and the others describe it so many times, I wanted to go to the military-civilian joint restaurant for a free meal.
Upon hearing this, the eldest child began to ponder.
"Um, about this, I'll ask around for you, and I'll let you know tomorrow if it's okay."
"Okay, thanks. It would be great if I could eat with you guys." With that, the child hugged the older child's shoulder, and the two brothers got along well.
Some people would find this unpleasant.
When the eldest child came out of the toilet, the road was blocked.
The older child glanced at it and ignored it, then tried to walk around it, but the person blocked his way again.
"What are you going to do?" the eldest child asked impatiently.
"Li Yansen, don't think that just because you live in the military family compound, we won't dare to do anything to you. Don't be so arrogant in the future."
The eldest child gave them a look as if they were idiots, and then left.
Perhaps because the eldest child's reaction was unexpected, the students were stunned for a moment.
By the time they realized what was happening, the eldest child was already gone.
Back in the classroom, the guy who had wanted to mooch a meal with Da Wa came over.
"Li Yansen, it's a promise, you have to help me get on Mom's good side. I'm always scraping by, working odd jobs here and there, it's really... sigh, I'm counting on you." Cheng Tao started to play the victim.
When Da Wa went to the toilet earlier, he asked around among the other kids in the military family area and found out that Da Wa's mom was in charge of where Da Wa and his friends ate. So he started working on Da Wa's meals again.
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