Mao Tuan didn’t know how much living expenses Su Wanting gave to her family every month, and it didn’t see Su Yi curious, but Grandma Qu gave her 50 yuan pocket money every week. She was a big devil, so she took it without any pressure.
Mao Tuan calculated that after deducting the bus fare and buying stationery, she had about 20 yuan left a week. Other girls would use the money to buy hairpins and earrings, or save up to buy skirts, but she contributed it all to street food stalls.
She loved delicious food and beautiful scenery.
The ancients said: Food and sex are human nature.
She is a devil, but she is quite human.
Of course, Mao Tuan only dared to complain about these things in its heart and never dared to say a word more.
Because she had little money, in Su Yi’s eyes, those who had more money than her were considered rich.
Those who ate pancakes with two eggs were considered rich, those who drank yogurt without licking the cover were considered rich, those who only used one side of the notebook were considered rich, and those who could afford to set off fireworks worth hundreds of yuan were of course richer.
Xiao Yan appeared on the second-floor balcony at some point.
Su Yi saw him and asked casually, “Is he rich too?”
Although it was night, she had good eyesight and saw that the mobile phone in the other person’s hand was the one that the boys in her class had been discussing all day. It had been on sale for less than a week and cost tens of thousands of yuan. But, it was not available in small places.
The reason why she had an impression of it was because of the four words ‘price over ten thousand’.
Mao Tuan looked down and saw Xiao Yan leaning on the balcony railing, seemingly messaging someone.
Of course, he’s rich! It thought to itself.
After the plot began, among all the protagonists and supporting characters, Xiao Yan was the richest. Otherwise, how could he be the boss of the female lead?
But, Su Yi didn’t care much about these subsequent contents. She came to this small world just for fun and never thought about asking about the plot.
Mao Tuan didn’t tell her for some psychological reasons, mainly because it was afraid that she would be furious if she knew.
So, she didn’t know the situation of the main and supporting characters. She just knew that her role was cannon fodder and her life would be short.
Fearing that the big devil would hate the rich, Mao Tuan thought about it and said conservatively: [It’s not bad.]
“Richer than Su Xiaoyan’s family?” Su Yi asked again.
Mao Tuan felt a little stomach ache after hearing this.
Yes, compared with other people in the small fishing village, Su Xiaoyan’s family was good.
The food stall was in full swing and was always full of customers during the peak season. She also heard her grandmother tell others modestly in a loud voice that she only earned a few hundred thousand a year.
Hundreds of thousands a year, in the village, could really be considered a lot of money, but outside, it was hard to get a place.
As for City S where the Xiao family was located, hundreds of thousands were not even a drop in the bucket. Xiao Yan’s monthly pocket money may be more than that!
The two families were simply not comparable.
But this couldn’t be said directly, after all, it hadn’t forgotten that Su Yi only made fifty yuan a week!
What if she got angry, killed people, and robbed them of their money?
So, it only said vaguely: [I think so.]
It sighed a little. Wasn’t it too much to make such a great devil so poor?
After getting the answer, Su Yi looked up and down at Xiao Yan seriously.
She had never looked at him carefully before.
The smell of gunpowder after the fireworks burned out drifted over, mixed with the fishy smell of the sea. The smell was a bit strange.
Xiao Yan frowned and prepared to go back to the room. When he turned around, he saw the girl in the attic again.
This time, her hair was loose. She was wearing loose pajamas, which made her skin look whiter and her limbs more slender. The fur ball that looked like a rabbit was squatting on her chest.
His mobile phone suddenly vibrated.
He glanced at it. It was a message from a friend, asking him when he would return to City S. He replied casually that he would return to City S in two days.
When he looked up again, there was no one by the window.
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