Chapter 1694 - 1090: Heroine of the Republic 64 (5000+)_3

Chapter 1694: Chapter 1090: Heroine of the Republic 64 (5000+)_3

"That’s right! Go ahead and eat. Although our family conditions are decent, we can’t eat meat every day, especially with your mental exertion. It’s quite exhausting."

An Hu may not be the smartest child, but at least he puts in effort and knows how to work hard. Even if his future isn’t particularly great, it won’t be too bad either. An Yi’s wish is merely for the child to grow up safely, without any other high demands.

Ever since receiving the Su Country bread, the meals An Hu brings to school have become much simpler.

To keep a low profile, An Yi instructed An Hu to eat discreetly because she prepared him filling bread with black pepper marinated steak and vegetables. He eats one each at noon and night, drinks some hot water, or goes to the cafeteria for some soup, and feels very satisfied.

The taste has been improved by An Yi to suit the stomachs of Hua Country people. Besides the bread with meat, she also lets him bring a small jar of pickles to eat alongside, which enhances the flavor.

Initially, everything was fine, but after a while, he kept eating secretly, until a busybody noticed and thought he was eating something shameful.

The school’s environment in the county also has a mentality of comparison. An Hu’s relationship with An Yi hasn’t been revealed, so everyone doesn’t know he’s An Yi’s son.

Although he isn’t the oldest in the class, his honest and sincere image makes some boys think he’s easily bullied.

After secretly eating alone a few times, he was followed. An Hu noticed this and didn’t take it seriously, letting them follow.

Some girls in class eat vegetable tuanzi every day, those crumbly, dry vegetable tuanzi made from bran skins and miscellaneous grains, which are hard to swallow and scratchy on the throat. But their family conditions are just like this; being able to attend school is already not easy, who cares what they eat?

Yet, there are those who think their family conditions are good, always mocking this and mocking that. They never reflect on where their learning problems lie, always looking at others, as if finding something inferior in these academically excellent people gives them a sense of glory.

So, when An Hu noticed this, he was easily caught by them. When they saw the seafood black bun made with cuttlefish ink and minced seafood meat mixed into white flour in his lunchbox, they thought he was eating something unspeakable, and wanted to grab it and put it in their mouth to try it out, hoping to say something to make him feel inferior. As a result, An Hu grabbed his lunchbox tightly and looked up, displeased.

"This is the food my mom made for me. Why are you grabbing it to eat? If you want to eat, eat your own."

He was about to leave, but his classmate was enraged by his tone, and laughed scornfully on the spot.

"Who would want to eat your coal ball-like fishy and stinky bun? Let me tell you, if I’m willing to eat it, it’s giving you face. You’re not giving me face; do you think the thing in your hand is unspeakable?"

An Hu clutched his lunchbox tightly, looked indifferently at the other person’s malicious, ugly face, and said calmly.

"As long as it’s made by Mom, I think it’s delicious no matter the look. There’s nothing unspeakable or speakable about it, as long as it fills me up. Zhang Cong, school is a place to learn, not to compare. Several girls in class have cried because of your ridicule, and the teacher has warned you too, why haven’t you changed after repeatedly being taught? Every day you don’t eat your own meal, just stare at others’ bowls, what does that mean? Could it be your mom didn’t prepare food for you, so you want a free meal but don’t have the courage to ask, and just want to grab it directly?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Why would I crave the food you eat? Just look at what you’re eating; fishy and smelly, I wouldn’t want it even if given to me. My mom prepared white bread with fried eggs for me today, it’s fragrant, why would I crave your black stuff? Pah! Watch me teach you a lesson!"

Zhang Cong’s family has some influence in the county. His dad seems to be the director of a slaughterhouse, and his mom is a fee collector at a purchase station. Zhang Cong’s chubby figure clearly shows that his family’s conditions are good, not to mention eating well and having snacks and pocket money to bring to school, followed by several little brothers trying to score some food.

As long as he loosened his fingers a bit, wouldn’t he be able to snag some steamed bun crumbs, egg cake crumbs?

The whole class knows his family conditions are good, dresses well, eats well, and his parents look down on others with their noses up in the air. He himself always looks down on classmates from poorer families, including his teachers. If any teacher looks weak and pallid, he would also have a look of disdain.