Chapter 155: Fighting rice to raise grace, bearing rice to raise revenge

The reason for the contradiction is very simple: when I bought food yesterday, we ate a dish for five yuan, so today it's time for you to buy food, and you can't buy a dish with a price less than five yuan.

Even if the rice aunt gave a 20% discount on the price of the dish because her husband had a birthday today, and the terminal illness of hand trembling was temporarily recovered, and the food bought for four yuan was more than the amount bought for five yuan yesterday, that didn't work, and the rice aunt desperately didn't want to give her a dollar.

Then there are cigarettes, and later, although the cigarettes are bought from the same brand and at the same price, every day when they shouldn't spend their own money, they smoke cigarettes as if they don't need money... Of course, I didn't need money in the first place.

Anyway, it's just a game of pumping, pumping according to the rhythm of going to the grave for yourself, and the schools that smoke have reported to the fire police and pumped.

Similar things intensified, and even later, among these four people, some people even took advantage of the fact that others spent money to get sick for a few days, and it has reached the point where not spending more money is the same feeling as losing money.

This led to the later results: first, the four of them were not very good in their bodies, and they were sick every day, as if they had come to the age of eighty in advance; Second, one day, the living expenses of the four of them were spent in advance.

That morning, when I was about to go to class, I called them, but all four of them were lying in bed and did not speak, giving me no response. I didn't know, so I didn't bother to ask, I just went to the cafeteria with a few other roommates for breakfast and class.

When I came back at noon, the four of them were still in the bed and didn't move, and if it weren't for the fact that everyone was still holding a yellowed and dilapidated book in their hands, I thought that the four of them had cultivated some kind of Tao and sat down collectively.

When I came back in the evening, I asked them curiously, "What's going on today?" Is it to form a group to become immortals?

The four brothers looked at the boxed lunch I brought back with their eyes, and told me the answer together: the four of them had no money, and they hadn't eaten all day.

Because I have been poor since I was a child, I spent money very sparingly during the time I was studying at Pheasant University, and I usually worked a short-term job on weekends or during the May 11 holiday, and I really saved some money in my hands.

Everyone is under the same roof, as the so-called 'one dormitory and half a home', I can't help but see these four people not eat for a day. With the money in hand, I bought enough dinner for the four of them to eat to their heart's content.

After eating and asking, the four of them said that their families would call them again at the end of the month in half a month, so I agreed to the request of the four of them and took care of their food for half a month.

None of the four offered to lend me money, they just said that they could just eat with me, and it wouldn't cost a lot of money to eat alone anyway.

I didn't think much of it, and then I started raising five days.

In that half a month, the four of them were a little embarrassed at the beginning, and then every time they came to dinner, they calmly went to the cafeteria with me to order food at will.

Eating me has become a 'habit becomes natural' way of life.

During this period, one day I had something to go out during meal time, and before I went out, I took out enough money for the four of them to eat and let them buy their own food today, but none of them answered, saying that they knew that I was not rich and were embarrassed to spend my money.

I don't know how to describe how I felt, but my natural 'rotten good guy' personality made it impossible for me to see the four of them starving, so I bought them food and took them back to the dormitory before leaving.

Half a month later, the money I saved was finally spent, and it was time for them to say that their family should pay them living expenses.

However, when I had to ask the four of them because I was too shy to have money, all four of them told me the same answer: there was something at home, the money had not yet arrived, and I didn't know when it would be called.

So I had to resist and take care of their meals for another week.

This week, I was full of guilt for the four 'family members', because the quality of the food this week was indeed not as good as the previous half month, and the four of them also complained to me many times that the food was not as good as before.

However, after all, I have limited financial means, so I can only tell them the truth.

The four of them barely stopped complaining and ate with me for a few more days.

Until finally one day at noon, when I came back from shopping with one of the four people, one of the other three people who was fighting the landlord, because he was too excited to draw a good hand, jumped three feet high, and at the same time, his wallet also flew out of his trouser pocket, and the black wallet turned in the air for three and a half weeks with a Thomas forward spin, but the landing action was not very stable, smashed to the ground and bounced directly, and... Five hundred-dollar bills flew out of it.

This scene was like a pause button, and in an instant, the whole world froze.

He came back to his senses and quickly threw the cards and began to collect his money, while looking at me with a look of resentment, as if he had a grudge against me.

To this day, I don't understand why he looked at me like that, and I don't understand why the person I raised for almost a month for nothing would have such hatred for me.

At that time, I finally understood something, but I still suppressed the anger of being deceived, and asked as calmly as possible: "Your family's living expenses are here?" ”

I didn't understand what was wrong with my words, and the classmate I asked suddenly seemed to be enraged and yelled at me, "What's wrong with the call?!" I have to report to you if I have money?! It's only been a few meals for you, do you need to be so stingy?! ”

To be honest, I was yelled at by him and I didn't understand what was going on at all.

What surprised me even more was the other three people, who actually helped the classmate who yelled at me and persuaded me not to be so stingy.

I was instantly stunned, and my anger surged upward, and I also asked them why they had eaten my food for nearly a month for nothing, but they had the face to say that I was stingy?

However, the four of them finally hugged together again because of my words, and they became the same intimacy as they had eaten me for nothing a month ago.

If it weren't for the help of the other three classmates in the same dormitory, I would have been beaten up by the four of them that day.

After that day, I didn't pay attention to these four people, and the next day they were not hungry, and all four of them ate very well, and deliberately complained while eating in the dormitory, thinking that the food was too bad when they ate with me.

After that, these four people would often deliberately mention me in front of outsiders, and whenever they mentioned it, they would use words such as "stingy", "picking", "being careful" and "calculating".