Later, some employees privately discussed that the cost of that meal was nearly five thousand yuan!
And mom's salary was only 2000 yuan.
The memory from four years ago of the little princess's face overlaid with the girl before me, as if transcending time to become one.
Yao Yiyao's voice echoed in my ears:
"A concert ticket is only 1500 yuan, my dad earns so many tickets in a day, but my mom just won't buy me one!"
Her beautiful face gradually changed color; her attractive eyes filled with intense stubbornness, as if ready to fight the world:
"If she won't buy it for me, fine, I'll earn it myself."
As she said this, she clenched her teeth, her little nose skewed in anger, seeking affirmation: "Do you guys think I'm right?"
Suddenly, Xue Yuantong spoke up, "Absolutely right."
Being poor herself, she had no such concerns and couldn't relate at all.
A 1500 yuan concert ticket, Xue Yuantong couldn't even dare to think how many snacks she could buy with that amount?
