Zhang Baoxiang looked at the lunchbox. "Aren’t you going to get food?"
Du Yuefang nodded. "A patient’s meal doesn’t need two lunchboxes."
The patient meals at the Agricultural Reclamation Group were made of pure white flour noodles in soup, plus a poached egg. Everyone in the Group knew about this. However, such patient meals were not provided to just anyone who fell ill; they were reserved for those who became sick due to work-related reasons.
Each day, a dedicated person at the headquarters would be responsible for this, and the personnel list would be sent to the canteen daily. The canteen would distribute meals according to the list.
Zhang Baoxiang was somewhat displeased. "What’s wrong with you, child? Don’t you know I need to eat too?"
Du Yuefang’s face turned cold. "The Group tasked me with taking care of Ye Wenjuan, but they didn’t say I had to take care of her family members as well."
After saying that, she placed one of the lunchboxes on the table and turned to leave the dormitory.
Zhang Baoxiang, having faced a rebuff, wore an awkward expression. "What kind of person is this? So inconsiderate. It’s just a matter of convenience, yet she takes it so seriously."
Ye Wenjuan also felt that Du Yuefang was being disrespectful. But, considering their future interactions, she tried to make amends. "Alright, Mom, don’t say too much. It is really inconvenient for her to fetch food for three people on her own. Anyway, you know where the canteen is. You can just go over by yourself later on."
Zhang Baoxiang, knowing that her daughter would still need the care of others, felt displeased inside but managed to restrain the expression on her face. "That girl is not easy to deal with, so be more cautious in the future."
Ye Wenjuan tugged at Zhang Baoxiang’s sleeve. "Alright, there are other people in the room. Let’s not stir up trouble."
Zhang Baoxiang raised her head to look at the educated youth who was combing her hair and whispered, "Wenhui is really something too, knowing I’m here and not staying to help me get the meal before leaving."
Wang Xiumei, who was combing her hair, curled her lips and thought to herself: It’s precisely because you’re here that she escaped. You’re utterly lacking in self-awareness.
Ye Wenhui and Yunyi left after getting their food and ran into Du Yuefang.
Du Yuefang quickly stepped forward. "Ye Wenhui, you sure left quickly."
She wanted to complain, but being conscious of their relationship as cousins, she refrained from saying more.
Ye Wenhui patted her shoulder. "You can’t have it all. Anyway, it’s much more relaxing than working at the reservoir construction site; just hang in there."
Du Yuefang wasn’t stupid and quickly understood the implication in Ye Wenhui’s words. No wonder Ye Wenhui had slipped away when the people from Group headquarters came to the dormitory to solicit opinions.
They exchanged a smile. One entered the canteen, and the other took Yunyi’s arm. "It seems like something must have happened after I left, otherwise Du Yuefang wouldn’t have said that."
Ye Wenhui glanced towards the canteen. "Ye Wenjuan’s little tricks might work on others, but they are useless against Du Yuefang."
Yunyi looked at her face with its smug expression. "You weren’t the one who tipped off Du Yuefang, were you?" Thɪs chapter is updated by novelꜰire.net
Ye Wenhui felt somewhat guilty. "You could see that too?"
Yunyi said with a hint of amusement, "If you could just hide the schadenfreude on your face, I might not have noticed at all."
Ye Wenhui, worried that Yunyi might misunderstand, said, "I am one year older than Ye Wenjuan, and Ye Wenyue is the same age as Ye Wenjuan. The three of us have played together since we were little. I have an older brother and a younger brother. Ye Wenyue has two older brothers and one younger brother. Ye Wenjuan is my youngest uncle and aunt’s first child. My aunt somewhat prefers sons over daughters. However, even though Ye Wenjuan is a girl, she is still my aunt’s first child, and my aunt does pay her quite a bit of attention."