"The money's gone, what other valuables could there be?" Gu Lihui grumbled, but his hands moved fast. He pulled out a common, military-green bookbag that was in good shape and started rummaging around, stuffing small items he considered valuable inside.
After a quick glance, Gu Jinhua squatted down and started scooping the food from the floor into a basin, salvaging any pieces that hadn't been completely crushed under Gu Lihui's foot. As she packed it away, her heart ached at the waste. At the same time, she silently began to ponder her younger brother's words. 'Maybe I should find some piecework to take home, too. I could pay off my debts sooner, have a little spending money for myself, and then if my parents' family needs money again in the future, I won't end up in such a pathetic state like this...'
