"Sister Zhang, I brought pickled vegetables and cured meat. Join me for lunch if you don't mind."
Zhang Yulan turned and met Su Xiaoxiao's smiling eyes.
No sooner had she finished speaking than a mocking voice sounded in her ear: "What's so good about your shabby food? Come eat mine, Sister Zhang. I bought it from a state-run restaurant."
Wang Lili approached with her lunch box. Her family was well off, so she naturally scoffed at bringing lunch from home and always bought her meals at a state-run restaurant.
This morning, seeing Su Xiaoxiao trying to curry favor with Zhang Yulan, she'd purposely gone to the restaurant to buy braised pork, hoping to outshine Su Xiaoxiao.
Unexpectedly, just after she spoke, Zhang Yulan said, "No need, we humble folks don't deserve a lady's meal like yours."
Zhang Yulan turned to smile at Su Xiaoxiao. "These pickled vegetables look delicious, so I won't stand on ceremony."
Wang Lili: "..."
