"Don't make a fuss anymore." Lu Xiaobu quickly came out and said, "Besides, what chicken early in the morning!"
"This... this... there really isn't much with which to entertain you," the old lady said feeling somewhat helpless.
"Really, it's not necessary."
Lu Xiaobu sighed.
People here are too simple, and sometimes it makes things difficult.
Finally, thanks to Lu Xiaobu's persistence, the old lady spared that skinny old hen.
During breakfast, through subtle probing, Lu Xiaobu learned about their living conditions.
Ling'er's parents both work outside and only return home a few times a year, and the money they send home each year is just a few thousand yuan.
Moreover, with Ling'er's schooling expenses, the family always lives under tight financial pressures.
"Isn't there a poverty alleviation policy?"
Lu Hongbin asked, puzzled.
This isn't the old society; how could the state possibly neglect them?
"Hey."
The old lady sighed deeply without saying much.
