"Ridiculous, how can our family be landlords?" Mr. Su became unhappy, "Our family is clearly a lineage of poor peasants, eight generations deep. When I was a child, I was so hungry I ate tree bark and grass roots, and when I wasn't studying, I had to go begging."
"Can you still afford school after eating tree bark and grass roots?" Sheng An wasn't questioning; it was pure curiosity. Their family didn't have money; she had to drop out of school herself. Her sister, despite being stubborn, naive, and easily deceived, did well in her studies.
If it weren't for the lack of money, perhaps their family could have had a college student.
"Uh... this... this!" Old Su was embarrassed by a naive little girl and felt he was losing face. He hastily changed the subject, "Oh? Why hasn't your sister come back yet? Didn't she say she would come back early?"
He was looking forward to it day and night, hoping to see Ningning come back to visit for three days!
