Xu Jie lowered her head and looked at the new sportswear she had just bought for the start of school, feeling a bit bitter inside, losing even the thought of talking.
Next to her, Yang Xiaona was holding the bunch of candies given by Ruan Jiaojiao, her face flushed with nervousness, her voice trembling slightly: "Thank you... thank you, Student Jiaojiao."
Yang Xiaona was seventeen this year, half a year away from eighteen. Her family was not well-off; her parents had more children to have a son, giving birth to two more sisters in a row. It wasn't until the fifth child that they finally had a son.
For this son, when her third sister was born a few years ago, the family was fined a lot. Not only were the furniture moved out, but even the doors of the house were dismantled. The family was truly dirt poor.
