"You really don't know how hard Zhenzhen has it. That kid is tough—working outside doing promotions, standing for ten hours a day just to earn a hundred yuan. I went to Jiangcheng this time and saw it for myself, it broke my heart. She's already struggling just to survive. We shouldn't be talking about helping her, but at the very least we shouldn't be taking advantage. Otherwise, when is she ever going to catch a break?"
Mei Yinan didn't say whether she believed Grandpa Jiang, but it was obvious she didn't. And not only did she not believe him, she felt Grandpa Jiang couldn't control Jiang Xiumei at all.
But old folks, the older they get, the softer their hearts become. He really started imagining his own grandson standing all day long just to earn a bit of tuition and living expenses, not only putting up with crap from strangers but barely scraping by with food, and still getting crap from his own family... sigh.
