Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

The canteen at the welfare home is a magical place.

Here, you can make cabbage taste like meat, and meat taste like a dishcloth.

The cook was a plump woman in her fifties.

Everyone calls her Granny Wang.

Granny Wang has a very distinctive appearance.

His face was full of fat, and his body jiggled with fat as he walked.

She always wore a greasy apron around her waist.

The apron was originally white, but now it's shiny black.

Anyone who didn't know better would think it was borrowed from a blacksmith's shop.

Granny Wang has a special skill.

This amazing skill is called "the skill of flipping a wok".

No matter how many slices of meat are scooped into the spoon.

With just a slight flick of her wrist.

The meat slices will fall precisely back into the vegetable bowl.

In the end, all that ends up in your bowl are a few rotten vegetable leaves and a sip of clear soup.

This technology.

It's a waste of his talent that he doesn't perform magic in the circus.

It was lunchtime.

The cafeteria was filled with smoke and fumes.

All I could hear was the sound of children banging on bowls.

The air was filled with the smell of cheap cooking oil mixed with rotten cabbage.

The queue was very long.

Jiang Yue led Xu Qing to the very back of the line.

Xu Qing was still holding that broken enamel basin with chipped porcelain.

He looked down, staring at the heels of the child in front of him.

Jiang Yue doesn't look well.

Her complexion was a little yellow.

My lips have developed a dry, flaky layer.

She hasn't been eating much these past few days.

Because she offended Wang Po.

The cause of the matter is very simple.

Last week, Granny Wang secretly smuggled lard from the canteen into her home.

Jiang Yue, who was catching mice in the middle of the night, happened to see it.

Jiang Yue, with her fiery temper, immediately yelled.

Granny Wang was so frightened that her hand trembled, and the oil jar shattered into pieces.

From that moment on, the feud was officially established.

The line moved forward slowly.

It was finally Jiang Yue's turn.

Granny Wang was using a large iron ladle to serve food to Er Lei in front of her.

Upon seeing Er Lei, Granny Wang's usually bitter face broke into a smile like a chrysanthemum.

My hands stopped shaking.

A large spoonful of stewed potatoes and meat was poured into Erlei's bowl.

Er Lei, holding his bowl, turned around and glanced at Jiang Yue with a smug look on his face.

The provocation in his eyes was practically overflowing.

Jiang Yue ignored him.

She placed her metal lunchbox on the windowsill.

It made a "bang" sound.

"Get your food."

Jiang Yue's voice was cold.

The smile on Granny Wang's face vanished instantly.

She glanced at Jiang Yue from head to toe.

His gaze seemed to want to strip Jiang Yue of her tattered cotton-padded jacket.

"Hey, isn't this our hero Jiang?"

Granny Wang gave a sarcastic snort.

"What's this? Not catching mice today, but eating instead?"

Jiang Yue didn't respond.

"Stop talking nonsense and get your food."

Granny Wang gave a cold laugh.

She picked up a large iron ladle and stirred the vegetables in the bowl a couple of times.

In that big pot of stewed potatoes and meat.

She precisely avoided all the pieces of meat.

They even avoided large chunks of potatoes.

Finally, I scooped up a spoonful of the murky soup.

This is not finished.

Wang Po's wrist began to tremble violently.

That frequency was so fast it left afterimages.

The few pieces of potato that were already in the spoon were all shaken back into the spoon.

At last.

Granny Wang flipped her hand.

The spoonful of "vegetables," which was almost entirely water, was poured into Jiang Yue's lunchbox.

"Next."

Wang Po didn't even glance at Jiang Yue, and simply waved her away.

Jiang Yue looked at the pitiful amount of soup at the bottom of the lunchbox.

There wasn't even a speck of oil to be seen.

Her hands gripped the edge of the lunchbox tightly.

The knuckles are white.

"Wang Po".

Jiang Yue raised her head and stared at that greasy face.

"If your hand is really diseased, you should go to the hospital and have it amputated."

"Don't waste public funds here."

The cafeteria fell silent instantly.

All the children stopped eating.

Jiang Yue was the only one in the entire orphanage who dared to speak to Granny Wang like that.

Granny Wang was so angry that her whole body of fat was trembling.

She slammed the large iron ladle into the vegetable basin.

The soup splattered all over the windowsill.

"You little bastard, who are you calling a ghost?"

"You're already being generous by giving us food, why are you being so picky?"

"Eat it or leave it, if you don't want to, get out!"

"Believe it or not, I won't even give you soup tomorrow!"

Jiang Yue narrowed her eyes.

She wanted to smash the lunchbox over the fat woman's face.

But she held back.

Because Xu Qing was behind her.

If she causes trouble, Xu Qing won't have anything to eat either.

Jiang Yue picked up the lunchbox and turned to leave.

"Pooh!"

Granny Wang spat fiercely at her retreating figure.

"What is that?"

"A stray dog ​​born of a mother but raised by one."

Xu Qing stood behind Jiang Yue.

He saw it all.

He didn't move.

But those unfocused eyes were fixed intently on Wang Po's hand.

He was taking notes.

Remember how that hand was shaking.

Remember how high that window is.

Remember the bunch of keys that Granny Wang kept in her apron pocket.

It was Xu Qing's turn.

Granny Wang glanced at him.

"Dumb?"

Granny Wang curled her lip.

Although she disliked Jiang Yue, she didn't have much malice towards this new mute girl.

After all, a mute person can't talk back.

Granny Wang casually scooped up a spoonful of vegetables.

Although it shook a couple of times, at least a few pieces of potato remained.

There was also a yellowish steamed bun.

Xu Qing took the rice bowl.

He didn't leave.

He stood at the window, still staring at Granny Wang.

That look in his eyes was strange.

It doesn't look like a child looking at an adult.

It's more like a butcher looking at meat on a chopping board.

Granny Wang felt a little uneasy under his gaze.

"What are you looking at?"

"Get out of here!"

Granny Wang waved her large iron ladle.

Xu Qing withdrew her gaze.

He picked up his rice bowl and turned to walk towards the table in the corner.

Jiang Yue had already sat down.

In front of her was a lunchbox containing only soup.

There was also a steamed bun that was only half the size of a fist.

That's a staple food that everyone has.

Xu Qing walked over and sat down opposite her.

He took the steamed bun out of his bowl.

Those are white flour steamed buns.

Although it's a bit hard, it's a hundred times better than cornbread.

Xu Qing pushed the steamed bun in front of Jiang Yue.

Then he pushed his own enamel basin, which was full of chips, over as well.

There are a few pieces of potato in the bowl.

Jiang Yue looked at the steamed buns and potatoes in front of her.

She froze for a moment.

Then he pushed the steamed bun back.

"I'm not hungry."

Jiang Yue picked up the dark, cornbread-like bun and tossed it in her hand.

"I'm on a diet."

"These cornbread buns are made from whole grains and are healthy."

"You're as skinny as a bean sprout, hurry up and eat your food."

Done.

Jiang Yue stuffed the cornbread into her mouth.

The cornbread was rock hard; it crumbled when you bit into it.

It stings your throat when you swallow it.

Jiang Yue frowned, but forced herself to swallow it.

She took a sip of the soup from the lunchbox.

It tasted like dishwater.

Xu Qing didn't move.

He broke the steamed bun in half.

Place one half in front of you.

The other half was stuffed directly into Jiang Yue's lunchbox.

The soup instantly softened the steamed buns.

Jiang Yue was about to lose her temper.

Xu Qing had already lowered her head and started eating her half.

He ate very attentively.

Chew each bite very thoroughly.

They didn't give Jiang Yue a chance to refuse at all.

Jiang Yue looked at the steamed buns soaking in the soup.

I feel a little sad.

It's also a little warm.

"Alright."

"Consider this a loan from your sister."

"When I become successful in the future, I'll treat you to a Manchu Han Imperial Feast."

Jiang Yue picked up the softened steamed bun and ate it in big bites.