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Song Fuyu saw that she still looked like she was not crying even after seeing the coffin, and the last trace of sympathy for her completely disappeared.

According to her accuracy in judging people, although Mo Juan is from the city, her family economic level should be in the lower-middle class in the city, and it is very likely that she is not a very pampered child at home, at least those around her. Ye Feixue looks much better than her.

But the two of them, and the boy sitting between them, were completely different from the children beside her.

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

When Mo Juan took out the food stamps from her pocket just now, she looked at the expression on her face carefully. It looked like she was cutting flesh and selling blood. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to tell. There were three big words "reluctant" written on her face.

But since she didn't give up, she had no choice but to help her to give up.

She originally wanted to keep a low profile, but the other party insisted on coming to her door. She had no choice but to be forced to keep a high profile, completely cutting off her thoughts of unnecessary comparison.

Song Fuyu first took the buns he bought in the morning in his hand. There were eighteen buns, big and solid, and they were wrapped in oil paper and seemed to be extra large.

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

Several people nearby could smell the aroma of the big meat buns, and Mo Juan swallowed her saliva very spinelessly.

Song Fuyu took a bun from it and handed it to Tong Youyou, who had just given her an egg, so she should return some to him.

As for other people, that's definitely not the case.

"Sister Fuyu, there's no need to give it to me. I just ate it and my stomach is full now."

Tong Youyou was a little embarrassed. She just gave the other person an egg, but she gave him a bun in return.

All fools know that steamed buns are more valuable. Not only are they made of white flour, but they are also filled with pork. The smell makes your mouth water.

"It's okay, just put it away and keep it for 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 it?"

Mo Juan was frightened by so many steamed buns and nodded blankly.

Song Fuyu rolled her eyes at her with disgust, but still picked up the large load of things her godfather bought for her. In the end, she complained and refused to admit it, so she simply gave her a hard blow.

When she entered the station just now, she didn't have time to see what was inside, but from the smell, it was [-]% meat inside, and there should be quite a lot of it.

She untied the slipknot that tied the bag.

There are several small bags inside, and the most eye-catching one is the brightly colored canned oranges placed alone.

"Sister Fuyu, I know this can. The supply and marketing cooperative sells it for one yuan and twenty cents a can, and it also requires food stamps. It's expensive. Our family can only buy a bottle during the Chinese New Year and share it with everyone."

Tong Youyou looked at the canned oranges in the bag and answered in time. She had assigned herself to Song Fuyu's side, so naturally she wanted to speak up for her.

"Ah, that's quite expensive. I've never eaten it. I don't know if someone else has."

Although this sentence was said to Tong Youyou, it was actually meant for Mo Juan.

Then she opened a few more small bags, including dried meat, old-fashioned bread, mung bean cake, candied fruits... There were seven or eight items in total. The most exaggerated thing was that there were two aluminum lunch boxes, one of which contained a large sauce chicken legs.

How worried is the 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 might have bought more.

As for the small bag of imported chocolates, candies, and biscuits she originally packed, she felt there was absolutely no need to display them anymore, so she only ordered them.

In front of her, not only Mo Juan, who had made a bet with her, but also Ye Feixue and the others next to her were so jealous that they couldn't say a word, because... the gap was too big. I didn’t expect that her family would be so willing to give up if she had so much money.

Tong Youyou kept lamenting in her heart that it was so nice of her to help her sister. She didn't do anything special and even sat with them on the hard seat. With their family's conditions, they could have just bought a sleeper berth.

"Have you finished reading it?"

"Thank you for the food stamps, I will accept them without any courtesy."

After putting away his things, Song Fuyu directly put the two food stamps on the table into his pocket, and patted his pocket proudly.

Without looking at Mo Juan's expression at this time, I knew without even thinking that she would be furious.

But as for what she will think, let her be. As long as she stops looking for trouble, she will be thankful.

Of course, she is not afraid of finding trouble.

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

Mo Juan was sitting in her seat with her head lowered, like a weakling.

It turns out that she is at the bottom of this group of people, and she is the only one.

I originally thought that Ye Feixue and Dong Jun's families were pretty good, at least much better than hers.

Unexpectedly, Song Fuyu, who seemed to be dressed normally, turned out to be much better than Ye Feixue and the others. She had never seen so many of those things during the Chinese New Year.

And the child next to her seems to be living a very good life. How can a family that can at least directly raise ten eggs be worse?

Mo Juan's unhappiness and loss were completely displayed on her face, and Ye Feixue, who was sitting next to 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 be raised, she would definitely look much better than she does now.

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

Looking at the clothes on her body, she thought just as Mo Juan had thought. She felt that the other party must have poor family conditions, and she finally had a point that could defeat her.

So when Mo Juan was looking for trouble, she sat on the edge and watched quietly, happy to see what happened.

If Song Fuyu could be embarrassed, she thought it would be a good feeling.

As a result... I didn't expect that not only was she not at a disadvantage, but her family environment might even be an ordinary family like theirs, out of reach. Her expression suddenly became sinister. She was afraid that people around her would see it, so she quickly adjusted it. Come over.

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

She took out a piece of dried meat, sat down, and gnawed slowly.

"Sister Fuyu, your family is so kind to you and willing to buy you so many delicious foods."

There was no trace of jealousy in Tong Youyou's expression and voice. She expressed her feelings sincerely.

"It's good."

It's just the godfather alone, but Song Hao... just thinking about it makes me feel sick.

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

Even in the memory of the original owner, the existence of her biological mother was very minimal, so little that she could hardly remember it, and there was not a single photo left for her to miss.