Fast-forward to the era of cannon fodder

Chapter 222 The Unjust Sister 37
"Comrade, I'm looking for my daughter. Her name is Zhong Yuanchun. She studies in this school. I beg you, can you help me call her out? I have something important to tell her."

Ma Xiaolan was entangled with a young security guard and was almost kneeling down in front of him.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, the security guard couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, do you know which class your daughter is in?"

"Well, I don't know. She never said anything."

"So what's her major?"

"This...I don't know either."

The security guard was in a dilemma. "Auntie, you don't even know what major your daughter is studying. This is going to be hard to find. There are thousands of students in this school, and I can't ask them one by one."

Ma Xiaolan burst into tears and sobbed, "Little comrade, please help me, I beg you, I really have something important to do..."

"What important matter do you want to talk to me about?" Yuanchun suddenly appeared behind Ma Xiaolan and asked in a cold voice.

Ma Xiaolan turned around and saw a bright and beautiful girl looking at her. She looked for a long time before she felt some familiarity in the girl's face.

"Are you Yuanchun?" Ma Xiaolan was surprised.

Since moving out of the Zhong family, Yuanchun has never treated herself badly. She eats whatever she wants, and occasionally has meat and milk cakes in the space to supplement her nutrition. Wang Ziteng also feeds her meat from time to time. The constant snacks make Yuanchun grow more and more flesh. The current Yuanchun is completely different from the skinny appearance when she first came here.

No wonder Ma Xiaolan couldn't recognize her.

Yuanchun smiled sweetly, "Why, you don't recognize me? That's right. When I was at the Zhong family, I never had a full meal. No, I didn't even eat half full. I was as thin as a skeleton and could be blown down by the wind. Now I have gained some flesh and am as strong as an ordinary person. No wonder you didn't recognize me."

Ma Xiaolan was a little embarrassed. "It was my aunt who was wrong before. Yuanchun, can you forgive me?"

"You came to me just for this?"

"No... no... Yuanchun, can you go to the steel mill and ask them not to deduct your dad's, no, your uncle's half of the salary? You know, your three brothers and sisters all need to go to school, and your dad... your uncle was demoted, so his salary was already reduced by ten yuan. If he sends you half of it, the remaining half of the salary will not be enough to spend. This time, your uncle borrowed money from his friends to pay for your three brothers and sisters' tuition."

Yuanchun sneered, "If you don't have enough money to spend, then find a way to earn more. My father gave you so much money to keep. I can't lose all my money just because you said it was stolen. That was all the money my parents left for me to inherit."

"Besides, if your family doesn't have enough money, then let Zhong Guoqiang and the others earn it. Back then, I was only seven or eight years old, and you forced me to go to the smelter to pick up coal slag and garbage to make money. Zhong Guoqiang is sixteen years old now, and Zhong Yuanfen is ten years old. They are so old now. They can do the work I could do back then. If they want to have enough food and money to spend, they have to earn it themselves. Don't always think about pie in the sky, and don't think about calculating the money in other people's pockets. It's other people's money, and it's other people's money after all, and you can't calculate it."

"Yuanchun, you..." Ma Xiaolan stared at her in disbelief, "How could you bear to let Guoqiang and the others pick up coal slag and garbage?"

(End of this chapter)