Opposite Mo Juan was holding her steamed bun, eating it bit by bit with hot water drawn from the connection between the carriages. She would glance at Song Fuyu from time to time, her expression full of pride.

In her opinion, very few people can afford to eat white flour buns without any adulteration in them these days.

Although Song Fuyu's clothes had no patches, the material of the fabric was not very good, it was the lowest quality coarse cotton cloth, so she automatically classified Song Fuyu's family background as the same as hers.

Song Fuyu was too lazy to pay attention to her and just looked out the window quietly.

She bought twenty large meat buns, ate two in the morning, and had eighteen left.

There were some food under the seat that her godfather had bought for her. When she got them, she smelled meat in the bag, and it felt quite heavy when she lifted it.

It’s not that she didn’t want to take it out, but she wasn’t hungry at all at the moment.

Suddenly I miss instant noodles and melon seeds. I saw them on my phone before. It said that if you sit in a green hard seat and don’t have a bucket of instant noodles and some melon seeds, the whole journey will be incomplete.

When her godfather took her to the store that day, she saw instant noodles, but they were in bags and she had to take out the lunch boxes and wash them, which was a bit troublesome, so she had to give up.

"Sister Fu Yu, aren't you hungry?"

Tong Youyou was also eating a steamed bun, with some homemade pickles and dried fish, and her little face was bulging with food.

She and Mo Juan have completely different ideas.

Sister Fu Yu had to pay the educated youth to check in all of her luggage. Her quilt and mattress cost more than one yuan each. If Sister Fu Yu had checked in all of it, it would definitely have cost her more.

How could a child from a family that is willing to spend money like this not be able to afford food?

So she felt that Mo Juan, who was sitting diagonally opposite her, might be a little confused and not very smart.

"I'm not hungry. I had two steamed buns this morning, and just ate one of your eggs. I can't eat any more for now. I'll eat when I'm hungry later."

"I'm afraid the food is not good enough to take out. I'm embarrassed to take it out."

"He also said he ate two steamed buns in the morning. Maybe he was lying."

Mo Juan finally found another opportunity to ridicule Song Fuyu.

Their family only eats buns once a month, and each time her mother only gives her one. If she wasn't afraid that she would make a scene and let everyone know, her mother would most likely only give her half.

But she actually said that she had eaten two in the morning. I would never believe it even if you kill me.

As soon as Mo Juan said this, Song Fuyu and Tong Youyou looked at her as if she were an idiot. Then they looked at each other and ignored her.

Seeing that the other party ignored her, Mo Juan was about to get angry again.

"You must be lying, otherwise why aren't you eating when everyone else is eating?"

"......"

This person is really annoying, like a dog-skin plaster, chasing after her.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m unlucky today.

"Didn't I just say I couldn't eat? Didn't you hear me, or are you deaf?"

"How can I not eat it? Stop lying!"

She only felt hungry, but she never felt she had no food to eat.

"Believe it or not."

However, Mo Juan was not willing to give up.

"Unless you take out your stuff, I'll be watching you all day!"

"And I'll call you a liar from now on. Who told you to lie?"

"Your name is Mo Juan, right?"

Mo Juan nodded.

"How old are you this year?"

"nineteen!"

"Maybe even a nine-year-old is not as childish as you, nor as boring as you."

Ye Feixue, who was sitting opposite Song Fuyu, ate eggs in her hands and watched the development of the situation quietly. She also wanted to know what Song Fuyu brought.

In her opinion, Song Fuyu's family conditions did not seem to be very good.

Xiao Jun next to her was only focused on eating his own food. While eating, he would ask if Ye Feixue wanted to drink water. His eyes were full of Ye Feixue.

"Even if I am boring and childish, at least I won't lie to others or pretend to be rich."

Song Fuyu felt that if he didn't take out the food, Mo Juan might not give up before she ate, so an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"If you want me to take the things out, it's not impossible."

"But I can't just take things out for you to admire for no reason."

"Do you dare to make a bet with me? If what I bring out is better than yours, you will give me a one-pound food coupon. Otherwise, I will give you one."

"If you don't dare, just shut up and don't bother me anymore."

Song Fuyu slapped a one-pound food coupon on the table and stared at Mo Juan without blinking.

Mo Juan hesitated when she heard her words. She had been shameless and had only gotten three kilograms of food coupons from her mother. If she lost the bet, wouldn't she only have two kilograms left?

She looked at Song Fuyu and felt that he might be trying to cheat her, so after hesitating for a long time, she took out a food coupon from the inside pocket of her coat and gently placed it on the table.

"Since you want to gamble, then the four of you should be witnesses. Otherwise, I'm afraid she will deny her loss later."

"Okay, Sister Fu Yu, I'm willing to help you bear witness."

Tong Youyou was the first to speak, although the other two boys, even Ye Feixue who was watching the game, nodded.

"It's still unclear who will win or lose! Don't worry, I won't cheat!"

"In that case, don't cry later."

Song Fuyu took out the things she brought with her and the things her godfather bought for her from under her seat and placed them on the table.

"I'll give you one last chance! Do you still want to gamble?"

"bet!"

Mo Juan looked at the two large bags on the table. Although she was a little scared, she was still unwilling to give up.