In Zhang Dongmei's lunchbox, there was mostly soup and only a few pitiful pieces of potato, with barely any meat.
Zhang Guoqing looked at his own lunchbox and then at hers, and instantly felt balanced.
Indeed, without comparison, there is no harm.
He said cheekily, "Mr. Zhang, did you get so much soup because you like it?"
Zhang Dongmei: "..."
She glared fiercely at the gloating person, then moved to the spot furthest away from them with her lunchbox.
Just when she went to get food, Xu Zhaodi blatantly gave her a hard time, purposely serving only soup.
She was so angry she clenched her teeth, but since she still had to eat at the cafeteria, she had to swallow her frustration.
Recently, she was short on money, and didn't have the spare change to eat at government-run restaurants every day.
She looked at Su Xiaoxiao's back twice, fiercely bit into her bun, and chewed with her cheeks puffed.
