The rain did not fall immediately, but she did not continue eating noodles. Instead, after being stunned for a while, she suddenly covered her face and cried loudly.
She cried so sadly that she was even a little desperate.
For a woman, her husband dies in middle age, and the second half of her life is extremely confusing. Especially because her ability is limited, even supporting her children to study is a problem. All the pressure that should be borne by her husband has been transferred to her.
She couldn't bear the pressure and could only vent her tears.
Seeing her crying from a distance, Ji Zimo sighed and said, "If I hadn't come with you, I wouldn't have known there were such miserable families in the world."
"There are many families worse off than hers, but you can't get in touch with them," Jiang Zhihao said.
Ji Zimo nodded and said, "Now I vaguely understand why you are unwilling to give her money directly."
Jiang Zhihao didn't ask him what he understood. No matter what Ji Zimo's thoughts were, it didn't matter. What mattered was how to repay the family's life-saving grace.
Without staying here too long, Jiang Zhihao went to school again.
When he got there, the school had already ended, and the students had all left the classrooms and headed to the cafeteria in twos and threes.
In the entire classroom, there was only one girl still sitting at the desk, flipping through the textbook in front of her.
"Muhe, aren't you going to eat? Do you want me to bring some back for you?" asked the female classmate who finally left.
"I'm not hungry, you go ahead." Zhou Muhe said without raising his head.
The female classmate said oh, turned and left.
After she had left for about five minutes, Zhou Muhe looked up at the empty classroom. After making sure everyone had left, she quickly took out the steamed buns she had prepared earlier from her schoolbag and stuffed them into her mouth.
Occasionally, when someone passes by in the corridor, she will stop immediately, obviously because she is afraid of being looked at.
When I choked on food, I took a few sips of the tap water.
After one steamed bun was eaten, she looked at the second steamed bun with obvious hesitation.
Finally, she put the steamed bun back into her schoolbag and continued to pick up the book and read silently.
Ji Zimo and Jiang Zhihao were standing at the back door window. If you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to spot them from this position.
Zhou Muhe thought that what he was doing was secret enough, but he didn't expect that two strangers had seen everything clearly.
"It was not easy for this child. After her grades fell, she was severely beaten by Chen Mulan. It is said that she cried all night. Then she began to take tutoring seriously. Judging from the current situation, it is hard to say what her final grade will be.
But the attitude is not bad. But as you said, these two women are almost cut from the same mold, and both have high self-esteem." Ji Zimo said.
Jiang Zhihao nodded and asked, "Does this high school have scholarships?"
"Yes." Ji Zimo nodded.
"Let's go find the principal." Jiang Zhihao said.
Ji Zimo didn't ask what he was doing with the principal. He was here to accompany him. As long as Jiang Zhihao spoke, he would do his best to satisfy any request.
When the two left, Zhou Muhe seemed to be on something. She looked back at the back door, but didn't see anyone.
There was a faint expression of doubt on that delicate and delicate face that was still slightly young. She seemed to have heard someone calling her mother's name just now?