"Oh, I thought Zhao Dongxiu was a decent person, but I suppose I was blind to the true nature of people."
"Comrade Xiao Wei, stop crying. Are you hungry? We have an extra rice cake from dinner; I'll have my grandson go home and bring it for you."
"I still have a few sweet potatoes at home."
"I have some vegetable porridge."
...
Yuan Chun was a bit dumbfounded by everyone's enthusiasm.
Wasn't it said that food was the most precious thing in this era? How come everyone was giving it away?
She wasn't hungry.
She really wasn't hungry.
But she couldn't say it.
Even though her stomach was full, she had to wear a grateful smile and thank everyone.
"Aunties, thank you for your food. Without you, I would have had to go hungry again tonight. Boohoo, as expected of the families of steel factory workers, your awareness is really high. I really admire you all, thank you, thank you."
Yuan Chun appeared so moved that tears were in her eyes, deepening everyone's sympathy for her.
