Wu Hao stood at the school gate, thinking to himself, "Should I buy something."
He couldn't just show up empty-handed. Walking into the fruit shop, he thought it over again, "Forget it, I won't buy anything. She still has class, how would she carry these things back."
"Besides, it's likely that the old hag will find out."
"Once the old hag finds out, she'll definitely put a stop to it. Forget it, I won't bring anything."
"Giving money is better. If I give money, the kid can buy whatever she wants to eat."
Wu Hao felt that giving money was the most practical option, and it wouldn't draw anyone's attention.
Wu Hao walked toward the school, pondering how much money he should give, "If I give too little, the kid won't take it seriously."
"After all, the rent from the house and shop can match a year's income."
