Hearing this, Cecilia Adler felt both nervous and thrilled, unable to stop herself from fantasizing about the future.
'Go abroad?'
'What's the world outside like?'
'I've heard you can run your own business there. If I ever get the chance to go, I'll have to see if that's true.'
"Teacher Kent, you're too kind to me." She didn't know how to express her gratitude.
When she was a child, other kids would go to school, and she would tag along.
But the teachers wouldn't let her near the classrooms, saying she hadn't paid tuition.
"It's because you're a good student. You're much more eager to learn than my Yara."
"You flatter me."
"You're just being modest." Teacher Kent said with a gentle smile, "Let's stop here for today."
"Alright." Cecilia bid Teacher Kent farewell and left.
She went straight to her father-in-law's work cafeteria. Using his name, she asked for leftovers and carried them back to her small workshop to feed the dogs.
