Seeing that she still looked like she would not cry until she saw the coffin, the last bit of sympathy Song Fuyu had for her completely disappeared.

Judging from her accuracy in judging people, although Mo Juan was a city dweller, her family's economic level should be lower-middle class in the city. And it is very likely that she was not a very favored child at home. At least Ye Feixue next to her looked much better than her.

But the two of them, and the boy sitting between them, were a completely different story compared to Tong Youyou next to her.

Tong Youyou is the typical little girl who is spoiled by her family. Although she may not live a luxurious life, at least she has no worries about food and clothing.

Just now when Mo Juan took out the food coupons from her pocket, she looked at the expression on her face carefully. She looked like she was cutting her flesh and selling her blood. She was afraid that she couldn't see that there were three big words written on her face: "Reluctant".

But since she refused to give up, she had no choice but to help her give up.

She wanted to keep a low profile, but the other party insisted on coming to her, so she had no choice but to be high-profile for once, completely cutting off her meaningless idea of ​​comparison.

Otherwise, she would probably keep chasing and biting me, which would be really annoying.

Song Fuyu first took the buns he had bought in the morning. There were eighteen buns in his hand, big and solid, and they looked extraordinarily numerous when wrapped in oil paper.

She unfolded a small corner of the oil paper, not revealing the whole inside. The meat aroma, which was not very obvious at first, became more tempting as the oil paper was opened.

The people nearby smelled the fragrance of the big meat buns, and Mo Juan swallowed her saliva spinelessly.

Song Fuyu took out a bun and handed it to Tong Youyou next to her. Tong Youyou had just given her an egg, so she should give some back to her.

As for others, there certainly aren't any.

"Sister Fu Yu, no need to give it to me, I just ate and now my stomach is full."

Tong Youyou felt a little embarrassed. She only gave the other person an egg, but he gave her a bun in return.

Even a fool knows that buns are more valuable. Not only are they made of white flour, they also contain pork, which makes people drool just by smelling it.

"It's okay, just keep it and eat it later."

She just gave herself an egg, she doesn't like to owe others.

Then she wrapped the oil paper again and put it back on the table.

"Want to see more?"

Mo Juan was so frightened by so many buns that she just nodded blankly.

Song Fuyu gave her a disdainful look and picked up the big bag of things her godfather had bought for her.

When she entered the station just now, she hadn't had time to see what was inside, but judging from the smell, it was 100% meat, and quite a lot of it.

She untied the knot on the bag, and just when Mo Juan and the people around her thought she was going to open it, Song Fuyu covered the opening of the bag.

"I don't think I need to show you the rest."

"We are not stupid. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that you can't come up with anything better than steamed buns."

Song Fuyu directly put the two food coupons on the table into his pocket and patted his pocket proudly.

"Thank you for your food coupons. I will accept them without hesitation."

Without looking at Mo Juan's expression at this moment, I knew without thinking that she must be furious.

But as for what she would think, let her be. As long as she stopped making trouble, she would be thankful.

Of course, she is not afraid of being picked on.

To deal with a brainless coward like her, just waving your hand is enough.

Mo Juan was sitting in her seat at this time, with her head down, like a weak chicken.

It turned out that she was at the bottom of the group, and she was the only one.

I originally thought that Ye Feixue and Xiao Jun's family was pretty good, at least much better than hers.

Unexpectedly, Song Fuyu, who looked ordinary, actually looked much better than Ye Feixue and the others. There were so many buns, she had never seen so many during the Chinese New Year.

And Tong Youyou next to her also seems to be living a very good life. At least a family that can directly provide ten eggs, how bad can that be?

Mo Juan's unhappiness and disappointment were clearly visible on her face, and Ye Feixue, who was sitting by the window in her row, didn't look much better than Mo Juan at this moment.

The first time she saw Song Fuyu, she felt a little jealous.

Although she was very thin and not as white as herself, she knew that if Song Fuyu could eat better and stay home to recuperate, he would definitely look much better than he is now.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that Song Fuyu was indeed very good-looking.

Originally, looking at the clothes on her, she thought the same as Mo Juan, that the other party must come from a poor family, and that she finally had something that could surpass her.

So when Mo Juan was looking for trouble, she sat on the side and watched quietly, happy to see it happen.

If she could embarrass Song Fuyu, she felt that it would be a good feeling.

As a result...unexpectedly, not only did she not fall behind, her family environment might even be out of reach of ordinary families like theirs. Her expression suddenly became sinister, and she quickly adjusted herself for fear that people around her would see it.

Song Fuyu didn't bother to care what they thought specifically, that was their business.

When Mo Juan no longer kept her eyes on her, she picked up the things her godfather bought for her from under her seat and placed them on her lap.

I don’t know what he bought, but it’s quite overwhelming to think about it.

When she was outside the train station, she was worried that someone might see her carrying such a bag, so she did not put it into the space.

When I opened it, I saw... a big bottle of canned oranges. With such a big bottle, it would be strange if the bag of stuff could be light.

In addition, there are dried meat, old-fashioned bread, mung bean cakes, candied fruits... a total of seven or eight items. The most exaggerated thing is that there are actually two aluminum lunch boxes, each containing a large sauced chicken leg.

How afraid is godfather that she will be hungry?

She had every reason to believe that if he hadn't been afraid that she couldn't afford it, he would have bought more.

He took out a piece of jerky from the bag, then put it back under the seat, looked at the scenery outside the window, and chewed it slowly.

"Sister Fu Yu, do you miss home? I feel like I've only been away for a short time and I'm already starting to miss home."

"It's okay, I don't miss it too much."

She had no feelings at all for the original owner's "home".

If there is one person I will miss in the future, it will only be my godfather. As for Song Hao... I feel sick just thinking about it.

As for the original owner's biological mother, she didn't know her at all.

Even in the original owner's memory, the existence of her biological mother was very minimal, so little that she could hardly remember her, and there was no photo left for her to miss her.