A Young Woman's Heart

"Uh, okay." The pork belly is slightly smaller than the beef tenderloin, and there's already less beef in the pot, so this substitution isn't a problem.

Of course, since we're friends, it wouldn't be fun if we were too petty.

So Mo Xueyao hesitated for a moment, but still gave the other person another piece of beef tenderloin.

“I have a suggestion,” Mr. Xue said, placing his lunchbox in the middle. “Why don’t we put the dishes in the middle of the table and separate the rice? That way, everyone can help themselves to what they want.”

“Great idea.” Mo Xueyao thought the suggestion was excellent.

But Mo Zhuyou muttered under her breath, "What if someone eats fast and eats a lot..."

"Ahem." Mo Xiaoxiao coughed lightly and bumped her thigh against her sister's thigh.

"That's true, wouldn't it be even worse if we started arguing?"

"It's okay... I don't eat much, I'm fine." Mo Xueyao hadn't thought about this at all, or rather, in her opinion, it was something that wasn't worth fussing over.

She just can't learn to be as sensitive as a girl.

"Ah, hahaha, actually it's just that we guys ate a bit too much, so the girls are at a disadvantage. It's okay, it's okay, if the girls aren't full, I'll treat them to sandwiches!" Gao Yuan said with a wink and a smile. "Hehehe, if you eat my sandwich, you're mine!"

"Ugh, disgusting," Mo Zhuyou said with disdain.

However, the tense atmosphere that had just become because of what she said immediately turned cheerful.

"Damn, you think you can buy a wife with just a sandwich? That's way too cheap!" Zhou Yong quipped. "I'll offer two sandwiches!"

“Then I’ll offer three.” Even Mr. Xue joined in.

So, people are indeed affected over time?

"One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black," but now it seems that if vermilion and ink are mixed together, they will both tend towards 'black'...

Is this what they mean by "it's hard to learn good things, but easy to learn bad things"?

But it's not necessarily a bad thing. Making a few jokes now and then makes Mr. Xue seem less serious—but ultimately, it's because he's not a serious person to begin with, right?

They don't talk much usually, just because they're not familiar with each other or haven't talked about topics they're interested in.

"Then let's do it this way," Li Wanyan said, and everyone pushed their dishes to the center of the table.

The rice and side dishes in the bento box are separate, which is quite convenient.

Only Duanmu Ji was different.

He was holding a white, one-piece bento box, which, when opened, revealed a rather sumptuous spread of dishes.

"Huh, Duanmu Ji's lunchbox wasn't from the cafeteria, was it?" Mo Xueyao asked in surprise.

"Yes, I made it myself." Duanmu Ji shoveled the food from the bento box into a cardboard box. "I didn't pay for meals this semester because I always have some leftovers at night, which I can use for lunch the next day."

"Looks like Duanmu Ji had a pretty good meal last night, with fried yellow croaker and sweet and sour pork," Zhou Yong said enviously. "Does he eat this well every night?"

"Uh... they're all pretty much the same, nothing particularly good."

"Hey, it's only right to eat well. What are people striving for in this world? Isn't it to enjoy life? Eating well is part of that enjoyment!" Gao Yuan said loudly.

"Come on, you're just a glutton," Mo Xueyao teased. "If you keep eating like this, you'll go from a little fat boy to a big fat boy."

"Exactly, exactly! If this keeps up, I'll be as round as a ball!" Mo Zhuyou said, picking up a small pork chop from Duanmu Ji's bento box. "Mmm, this is delicious! Sister, I want to eat this tonight too!"

"You're getting home too late tonight, I'll make it for you on the weekend." Her sister smiled and pinched her cheek.

"Ouch—stop pinching, the rice is leaking out!"

"Do Xiaoxiao and Youyou have days off from their current jobs?"

Everyone in the club knows about the two sisters' situation, so there's no need to avoid suspicion.

“You can rest for two days a month,” Mo Xiaoxiao replied. “You have to work all day on weekends. Generally speaking, you shouldn’t be able to take leave on weekends.”

"Ugh, this feels so tiring."

Li Wanyan nodded in agreement with Mo Xueyao's words, and then said, "We can apply for a subsidy from the school."

"No need, no need. We're perfectly content with such a big house. Let's give the subsidies to those who need them more." Mo Xiaoxiao quickly waved her hand. "People should be content. It's better not to trouble others with things we can do ourselves."

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Chapter 83 White Rabbit Milk Candy Lip Balm

There are also some students from wealthy families at Yukong High School, such as Gao Yuan, whose father drives him to school every morning.

However, driving doesn't mean you won't be late. This guy has been late quite a few times, usually because he got stuck in traffic or something.

After all, Gao Yuan's family lives in the city center. No matter how big the house is, it can't change the fact that there will still be traffic jams in the city center during peak hours.

If I lived at Mo Xueyao's house, there probably wouldn't be any traffic jams.

Because Mo Xueyao's home is already in a relatively remote area of ​​Hangzhou, and the fruit shop is even more remote, with the suburbs being the next level out.

Those picking up and dropping off children drive cars of various brands, as well as minivans—in this day and age, even those who can afford a minivan are considered wealthy.

But none of these vehicles belonged to truck drivers—except for Huang Yuxi's brother.

Although it was just a small truck, it was quite a "giant" on this not-so-wide road. In order not to affect the passage of other vehicles or block the school gate, Huang Zhengyang drove the truck to an open-air parking lot more than 300 meters away from the school and then walked his younger brother to school.

"Brother, you don't need to see me off today, I'll go by myself." Huang Yuxi took out a pre-written note from her pocket.

"Oh dear, Xiao Xi is all grown up now, don't you want to be sent away by your older brother?" Huang Zhengyang laughed and patted his head.

Huang Yuxi quickly shook her head, then sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to grab her brother's clothes and walk towards the school.

It was still early, and there weren't many cars or people on the road. Only a few students were walking in from the school gate, and occasionally someone would sneak out of the school to buy some breakfast before the guards arrived.

There are always small shops selling all kinds of cheap snacks, stationery and toys near the school gate. Some students are not in a hurry to enter the school, so they will browse in the shops to see if there are any new and interesting things to buy.

"Oh, right." Huang Zhengyang stopped at the entrance of the small shop and looked at his younger brother who was standing close to him, asking, "Let's buy Xiaoxi a notepad, it will be much easier for them to communicate that way."

"Hmm." Huang Yuxi nodded, looked into the shop, and immediately saw the mini whiteboard on the stationery shelf. She tugged at her brother's clothes and excitedly pointed at it.

"What's wrong? Hmm... Oh, what a tiny whiteboard! I've never seen one this small before." He picked up the little whiteboard with great interest. It was about the size of Huang Zhengyang's palm, about the size of a mini notepad. There was a small groove on the back where a similarly small erasable pen could be placed—the pen tip also came with a small blackboard eraser, and its shape was similar to a 2B pencil with a built-in eraser.

Huang Yuxi's eyes were shining, clearly indicating that she really wanted this thing.

"Do you like this?" Huang Zhengyang asked, gently stroking his head.

"Mmm!"

"Boss, how much is this?"

"Two yuan and fifty cents."

"Can I exchange this pen refill?"

No.

"Then let's buy ten." Huang Zhengyang waved his hand without a second thought and pulled out a fifty-yuan bill from his pocket.

Huang Yuxi opened her eyes wide, grabbed her brother's hand, and seemed not to understand why he wanted to buy ten at once.

"If it breaks, we can just replace it. It's so convenient. What if we can't buy one later?" Huang Zhengyang explained. "Actually, they're all the same. It's just that I bought them all at once now because I'll need them later. By the way, boss, is there a discount if I buy ten?"

"Uh, I can only give you a discount of two dollars at most, okay? I'll only make one dollar, that's the cost price."

"Hehe." Huang Zhengyang chuckled, of course not believing his boss's nonsense. "Then let's make it twenty-three."

"Hmm." Huang Yuxi tilted her head and thought about it. She felt that there was nothing wrong with her brother doing this, and it would be cheaper than selling in retail. So she relaxed and turned to look at the other items displayed at the entrance of the store.

Soon, his eyes were drawn to several beautifully packaged lipsticks.

The lipstick itself wasn't particularly special in shape, but the pattern on it looked like a White Rabbit candy. If it weren't for the fact that the packaging clearly stated "lipstick," he probably would have thought it was a uniquely shaped candy.

"Have you finished using up your lipstick, Xiaoxi?" The older brother, who had paid, came over.

"Hmm..." Huang Yuxi took out the lipstick from her pocket, unscrewed the cap, and showed it to her brother.

"It's almost gone. What, do you like this lipstick? Hmm... 'White Rabbit Creamy Candy'?"

Huang Yuxi shook her head and pointed to the first character.

"Oh, it's 'too'."

So, this appears to be a knock-off White Rabbit candy-shaped lipstick.

However, the packaging looks quite exquisite and doesn't seem to be poorly made.

Huang Yuxi's lips often get dry, even in the relatively humid spring.

Except in summer, he needs lip balm to moisturize his lips in every season, otherwise they will crack.

Dry, cracked lips are very uncomfortable, and you can't open your mouth wide enough when eating, because if you open it too wide, you'll break the corners of your mouth.

Moreover, the drier your lips are, the more you want to lick them with your tongue, and the more you lick them, the more uncomfortable you feel.

Therefore, lipstick is also indispensable for him.

"Boss, how much is this 'White Rabbit Milk Candy' lip balm?"

"That one costs eight yuan."

"Then let's buy one and try it out," the older brother said generously. He had never been stingy when it came to spending money on his younger brother.

So, Huang Yuxi bought what she wanted with great satisfaction. After buying a lipstick, she couldn't wait to open it and apply some to her lips.

It tastes sweet and fragrant, just like milk candy.

"How is it? How does it taste? Does it taste like milk candy?" Huang Zhengyang asked with a smile.

"Ok!"

"Let me try some?"

"Hmm." Huang Yuxi handed over the lipstick, but she didn't expect her brother to not take it. Instead, he applied it to his lips and then applied it to his own.

"Oh, not bad, it really does taste like milk candy."

"Meow—ee—!" Huang Yuxi's face turned bright red. She hadn't even put down the lipstick she was holding, and she was standing there at a loss.

"Alright, we're at the school gate. I'll stop here for you. I have to go pick up my goods." Huang Zhengyang smiled and waved goodbye. "Bye-bye, study hard today too!"

"Hmm..." Huang Yuxi lowered her head shyly and responded in a voice barely louder than a mosquito's buzz. As if she were under a slow spell, she swayed and walked unsteadily towards the school.