"You two have just started your business, so you should save a bit. Keep these flatbreads for yourselves. Chunyu is still young and needs to eat, and selling these is hard work—you can’t do it on an empty stomach. Once your business picks up, you can bake some for us later."
Wang Guihua pressed the two grilled flatbreads into the hands of the mother and daughter. The pair were so thin they were practically skin and bone; it was a pitiful sight. How could she bear to take food from them? She felt it was better to let them nourish themselves; they could talk about gratitude once they were better off.
The mother and daughter, never having been treated with such kindness, accepted the gift with tears in their eyes. They etched this debt of gratitude into their hearts, vowing never to forget how to repay it.
Chapter 67