Qin Huairu ate her meal in silence. Although Mrs. Jia was spewing filth from her mouth, it did not dampen her appetite.
Without He Yuzhu in the cafeteria, she could only afford the cheapest food available. Though as a woman her appetite was not large, the nature of her current work required her to be well-fed just to have the strength to labor. This evening meal had become an important opportunity for her to replenish her energy. Even though it was nothing more than boiled vegetables and a bowl of cornmeal and sweet potato porridge, Qin Huairu ate it with relish.
After all, she was no stranger to hardship. Back in the countryside, being able to eat such things was considered quite good. In the past two years, the disasters had been severe, and some people in her hometown had already begun to run out of food.
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