Chen Yutong's tone suddenly rose.

"Sister, why is your face red?"

"I have nothing to be ashamed of."

"Hey, do you want to sleep with Brother Lin?"

"Go away, I can't stop your mouth even if I eat it."

"Tch, if I'm right, you just scold me. Hey, you really have to bow your head when you're under the roof. You just don't have the confidence to spend other people's money."

"Fast food."

Soon, the three of them finished their meal, but they didn't leave in a hurry.

Instead, he sat in the canteen and looked at the truck drivers around him.

Even Chen Yutong, who couldn't stand still, calmed down.

Here, she saw the life of ordinary people.

Her eyes were always staring at a man not far away.

The clothes are very ordinary, the hair is frizzy, and it seems that it has not been washed for a long time.

In front of him was a bottle of mineral water, three steamed buns, and a glass bottle.

There was something dark inside, which seemed to be pickles pickled at home.

"What are you looking at? We have to go." Chen Yuying said.

Chen Yutong pointed in the direction of the middle-aged man.

Lin Yi and Chen Yuying both looked over.

I saw the man eating pickles and steamed buns.

"What's wrong."

"Why does he only eat pickles? He should at least make a bowl of instant noodles."

Chen Yutong pointed to other people.

"Look at the others, there are a lot of delicious things on the table."

"Some people buy a car with a loan and have to repay a loan of 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a month. They have children at home. If they are sons, they have to make money to buy a house for their son. They cannot spend a penny more."

"But I think he is so tired, like a machine." Chen Yutong sighed.

"When you have a child one day, you will understand this feeling."

"They are so miserable."

"Yes, life is hard for everyone."

"Since life is so miserable, why do we still live?"
Chapter completed!