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Huang Yingdi seemed to have finally found the moral high ground, and he launched a barrage of criticism at them.

Before, she didn't know how to find fault with them, but now she finally found a reason.

Huang Yingdi now looked like a rooster that had won a battle, with his hands on his hips, his head raised, and he looked at the three people with confidence.

The three of them who were waiting with smug looks on their faces suddenly showed expressions of shame.

But she didn't expect that the three people would look at her as if she were a fool.

Tao Jin looked at Huang Yingdi, who was wearing a gray shirt and black pants. His clothes were clean and one could tell at a glance that they were probably new clothes.

"Why do you have to wear new clothes? Can't you wear old clothes?

You could use the money you save for new clothes to honor your parents or buy more food for your family."

After hearing Tao Jin's words, Feng Mingli looked down at her new clothes.

Before going out, she was happily wearing her new clothes, but she didn't expect that this would be talked about by others.

"These are new clothes I wear for the Chinese New Year. Unlike you, you slack off at work every day and rely on money from your family to survive.

I feel ashamed to have people like you in our Dafeng Village."

Huang Yingdi became more and more proud as she spoke. She just couldn't stand Tao Jin and Lin Le.

They are all women, so why don’t they have to do anything? Their hands are white and tender after working in the countryside for half a year. You can tell at a glance that they have not suffered any hardship.

Tao Jin found it a little funny to see Huang Yingdi becoming more and more defenseless as he spoke.

"You are a really weird person.

For you, this money can change your family's living conditions.

But for us parents, if money can make our lives easier and happier, they will feel that the money is spent meaningfully.

Finally, Huang Yingdi, could you please stop being so possessive of other people's money?

Huang Yingdi was blocked by Tao Jin's words. He didn't know what to say. He just felt a breath of anger in his heart that he couldn't vent.

After all, Tao Jin's words were like a thorn that pierced her heart.

"You, you don't know how to be considerate of others.

I just want to think that your parents have worked hard to earn money, and I don't want you to waste it like this.

And you, on the other hand, don’t understand your parents’ good intentions at all.”

When Huang Yingdi said this, he couldn't help but think of his parents.

If my parents could provide me with as much financial support as Tao Zhiqing and Lin Zhiqing’s parents.

It’s not like Song Ge and I still don’t know where we will live after getting married.

So in the final analysis, it’s all the parents’ fault, and I don’t know what these educated youth are doing. They are so rich, but they are unwilling to even help with a small favor.

Tao Jin looked at her furious expression and spoke to her calmly.

"I told you, this is the money our parents gave us.

It has nothing to do with you, so why are you so anxious? "

It was precisely because it didn’t matter that Huang Yingdi seemed a little exasperated.

But now she also knew that she couldn't get any good response from Tao Jin, so she left in frustration.

When she found Zhou Song, her eyes suddenly turned red and she spoke to Zhou Song in a wronged tone.

"Brother Song, do you know? Those educated youths all bullied me.

I just see that they spend too much money and I feel sorry for their parents who have to work hard to earn money.

But I never expected them to say that about me, and even accused me of being possessive of their money."

Zhou Song frowned when he heard this and asked Huang Yingdi.

"You went to see them, what for? To borrow money?

I'm telling you, I'm not going to spend their money.

I, Zhou Song, am also an ambitious person, and I disdain to use their money.

I support myself through my own labor, and I am not the same as them."

Huang Yingdi didn't understand why Zhou Song suddenly got angry, but he still spoke quickly.

"I, I didn't go looking for them, I just ran into them on the way to find you.

Brother Song, I know that you are definitely not the same kind of people as them.

They are still spending their parents' money at this time, but Brother Song, you are already making money with your own abilities.

If their parents were to lose their money someday, they would definitely not be able to compare to you."

Zhou Song's expression improved when he heard this. The more he thought about it these days, the more depressed he felt, and even a little angry.

We all came to this village by the same train, so why is there such a big difference?

He had to go to the fields with the villagers to work every day, and the food he ate was not enough to fill him up.

Not only do the three of them slack off every day, they also eat so well every meal.

How could Zhou Song feel at ease with this? Besides, he knew that every villager in these villages had secretly laughed at him behind his back.

It seems like we all came here together, but he just doesn't fit in.

Zhou Song was angry but didn't dare to say anything.

At this time, Huang Yingdi remembered that he had come to find Zhou Song for a reason.

Seeing that Zhou Song's complexion had improved, he spoke to Zhou Song cautiously.

"Brother Song, since it's Chinese New Year today, why don't you take some food and visit my parents at my house.

Maybe if they soften their hearts, they won't object to what's going on between us."

When Zhou Song heard this, he frowned and looked at Huang Yingdi coldly.

"Your family is really calculating. You even want me to bring food to your door. I'm already good enough if I can agree to pay you 50 yuan.

And I have no food left, where can I find it?"

When Huang Yingdi heard this, he looked at Zhou Song with some confusion and said to him.

"You earn full work points every day, so there should be plenty of food."

What Huang Yingdi said was true. Ever since Zhou Song came to this village, he has been known for working hard.

The food he distributed now was also very tempting, so when Zhou Song said that he had no food, Huang Yingdi couldn't believe it at all.

At this time, Zhou Song looked at her and said with confidence.

"I only kept enough food for myself, and sent all the extra back home."

When Huang Yingdi heard this, he raised his voice and even spoke sharply.

"Did you send them all home?"

When Zhou Song heard this, he covered his ears and looked at Huang Yingdi with disgust.

“Why are you so excited?

When I came here, my parents' family lost someone who could work.

If I don’t send food back, will our family be able to survive?

My younger brothers and sisters are still young, how can I not let them have food?"

Huang Yingdi asked hesitantly after hearing this series of questions.

"But, but what should we do?

You said we would get married after the New Year.

We are married and have children to raise. If you send all the food back home, what will we eat?"

When Zhou Song heard this, he frowned and looked at Huang Yingdi impatiently.

"Your family accepted 50 yuan, and I agreed to it. I have done my best.

If you still want me to provide food, don’t you think it’s too ugly to eat?

Besides, it's spring now, and you can go to the fields to work. You'll have food when you work, so why bother watching over my food?"