A top student transmigrates into a book: Reborn in the 90s and rises to prominence.

One hundred yuan is not a lot of money for living expenses, but it is at least a guarantee of survival.

If you're frugal, eating at the school cafeteria every meal should be enough; you won't go hungry.

If they don't even give her this hundred, Shao Moli will probably only be able to eat steamed buns with pickled vegetables.

After all, Shao Moli had already advanced her next month's salary for the birthday banquet.

Shao Moli is stubborn and will not take the initiative to ask her for money.

I just gave her four hundred to make sure she had enough money for her hearing aid.

If you offer her money now, she really won't accept it.

After thinking for a moment, Shao Wanwan went to the cafeteria, bought two hundred yuan worth of meal tickets, and gave them to Shao Moli.

Shao Moli wanted to refuse, but seeing Jiang Zheyuan standing tall and straight beside Shao Wanwan, she really didn't want him to see her embarrassment. She took the meal ticket, turned around and quickly went up to the dormitory building.

Jiang Zheyuan glanced at her back.

The four years of university were never easy for Shao Moli. In her previous life, she also relied on scholarships and part-time jobs to earn her tuition and living expenses. However, she was not familiar with her at that time. She only knew that there was such a person and that she was her wife's sister who was not related to her by blood.

But he also knew that Shao Moli didn't need sympathy; she was more resilient than anyone else.

"It might seem like I'm showing off, but I'm really worried she'll go hungry." Shao Wanwan knew Shao Moli's strong character, but they were just poor students, struggling to cope with academic pressure, let alone earn a living. It was really tough.

She had read a passage in a book before where the author described Shao Moli secretly eating steamed buns with fermented bean curd behind her classmates' backs.

You can't even eat a whole steamed bun in one meal; you can only eat half a bun, then brush a little fermented bean curd sauce inside, and that's your meal.

Only the third canteen in the school cafeteria sells large white steamed buns, which is very far from her dormitory. To save time, Shao Moli would buy four or five steamed buns at once in autumn and winter, put them on the windowsill, and then the wind would blow them so dry that they could kill someone. She would then soak them in cold water to soften them before eating them.

Shao Wanwan was particularly impressed by these descriptions when she read the book, and she also felt that the original owner had committed even more sins.

Because the original owner had a sweet tongue and was particularly good at coaxing Zhang Suran, she coaxed Shao Pei so much that he would steal money from his home to spend on her.

Therefore, in contrast to Shao Moli's downfall, the original owner, although she failed the exam and had no school to attend, lived a life of luxury and comfort.

The key issue is that the original owner was jealous of Shao Moli getting into university and even came to the school to ridicule Shao Moli several times.

While reading, Shao Wanwan clenched her fists tightly in anger.

At that time, she thought that if she met someone like Shao Moli, she would definitely lend a hand.

After giving Shao Moli two hundred yuan in meal tickets, she was actually a little worried that this would affect the progress of the main storyline.

Jiang Zheyuan patted her head. "These meal tickets are just a drop in the bucket for her current situation and won't affect anything, but they will allow her to feel the care from her non-blood-related sister that she has never dared to hope for."

"You're too direct." Shao Wanwan felt that he was acting a bit unpredictably.

Does this sound like something to comfort someone?

I should say, you're such a kind person...

“I was mainly looking at your expression. You seemed overwhelmed, but there’s no need for that. Your kindness will only make her feel warm, but it won’t make her feel like you look down on her. It’s really not that bad. You have a good sense of proportion!” Jiang Zheyuan added with a smile.

However, what Jiang Zheyuan said was true; a meal ticket of only two hundred yuan could not change anything.

Hopefully, Shao Moli will accept her kindness.

She genuinely didn't want to become enemies with Shao Moli.

After all, who wouldn't want to be associated with a future female entrepreneur?

"Let's think about our own things! If you're not going back during winter break, let's go together to settle things at the company. We can invite Sister Zhao and her son Xiaoshuai, and we can spend the New Year together."

"Is it appropriate for you not to be home on New Year's Eve?" Shao Wanwan felt particularly uncomfortable.

“I’ll go home for dumplings on New Year’s Eve and stay for two hours. My family has a lot of rules, but I’m spoiled and no one criticizes me for anything I do,” Jiang Zheyuan said proudly.

Shao Wanwan wanted to say something, but having read the book, she knew that what Jiang Zheyuan said was completely true.

What she envied most about Jiang Zheyuan was not that he was born into a wealthy family.

Rather, it was because the Jiang family loved and trusted him unconditionally.

It wasn't just his parents, but everyone in the Jiang family.

Even his maternal family treats him like a precious treasure.

The entire book contains no scheming or melodramatic plot twists.

Even when Jiang Ranxin suffered a stroke from anger, they never blamed Jiang Zheyuan. Instead, they felt sorry for him for marrying the wrong person and for ruining his marriage for a bad person.

Fortunately, Jiang Zheyuan lived up to expectations, eventually taking over the baton from his uncle and shouldering the responsibility of leading the entire Jiang family.

Indeed, I have no regrets.

“When I was in the first year of junior high school, I wanted to pay my respects to my biological father. I… I don’t think I’ve ever paid my respects to him before. Sometimes I feel like I’m a terrible person. Back then, I just couldn’t understand why someone would abandon their wife and daughter and give up their wonderful life for someone else. I still don’t understand now. I just don’t want to hold a grudge anymore. Maybe he was really so great that it’s beyond the comprehension of an ordinary person like me. I just feel that I should do what a daughter should do.” Shao Wanwan said with a sigh.

Jiang Zheyuan felt a little sorry for Shao Wanwan.

After all, she was the one who became an orphan, and no one should be generous with her money.

In particular, he was also a beneficiary.

“Okay, I’ll go with you. It’s been a while since I paid my respects to Uncle Shao.”

Shao Wanwan nodded.

Back in her dorm room, Shao Wanwan stared at her bankbook.

Jiang Zheyuan had already deposited the money into her savings account.

The next day, she went to the post office and took a crumpled piece of paper out of her bag.

The remittance address is written on it.

Back then, all you needed to send money was the recipient's phone number and address. The recipient could then collect the money at the post office using the remittance slip.

This address belongs to an impoverished student sponsored by the original owner's biological father.

She found the address in Shao Guanghua's drawer where he kept his documents, based on the description in the book.

Previously, the original owner's biological father sent 200 yuan to each of the three impoverished students, totaling 600 yuan.

It was deducted directly from my salary.

Six hundred yuan... is not a small amount, and Shao Qiming has been donating it for three years.

She doesn't know if the other party has changed their address.

I could only send them 100 yuan first, and also sent a telegram to that address, asking them to update me on the latest situation, saying that I would cover their tuition fees until they graduated from university.

She originally wanted to get Jiang Zheyuan's mobile phone number, but she was wary. What if he had changed his address and someone with malicious intent used her telegram to extort money from her?

So I left the phone number for Sister Zhao's convenience store. It was a public phone, so it was very easy to tell the other party not to call a taxi.