Lin Aibao nodded in agreement, "Uncle is right. Studying inherently strains the brain, so it's only right that Mianmian eats some nutritious food. Even the students in our class who come from well-off families eat eggs and meat every day, and they even drink milk."
Although she herself did not eat eggs every day at school, every time she went home, her parents would cook her eggs and braised pork.
"Aibao, the students in your class are city folks who can afford such meals, but we rural people are poor. Auntie hasn't had an egg in nearly a month," Sun Lixia said sarcastically, determined not to let San Ya snatch her sons' portion.
She had even begun to dislike Lin Aibao because she always took that dead girl's side!