Compared with Zhao Minglei, who was neatly and neatly dressed, this male classmate looked much shabby, wearing clothes and pants that had been washed and almost white, and there were many patches on them.

I saw this classmate bend down and make a big bowl of soup, the soup was full of seaweed and egg flowers, looking at the soup bowl in his hand, this classmate showed a satisfied smile on his face, carefully took the bowl to the side and sat down at an empty table in the corner.

This classmate didn't cook, only bought three wowotou, sat down with this bowl of soup and ate it. A mouthful of soup, seeing that he ate it was particularly fragrant, even Zhao Minglei sat down opposite him without knowing it.

"Classmate Cheng, what a coincidence." Zhao Minglei put down the bowl and sat down, and greeted Cheng Mengshan who was eating.

"Senior Zhao, why don't you come to the cafeteria to eat today and Sunday?" Cheng Mengshan looked up and said with a smile.

"Yes, there is something in school that has just returned from home, so why don't you just make do with it in the cafeteria." Zhao Minglei broke the steamed bun in his hand, slowly and methodically sent it to his mouth one by one, and at the same time glanced at Cheng Mengshan's food: "Classmate Cheng, you just eat this?" ”

"yes." Cheng Mengshan was not as polite as Zhao Minglei when he ate, he just took the nest head and gnawed it, nibbled and drank a mouthful of soup, and there was a sound of snoring in his mouth.

"Why don't you order some food? Doesn't the school issue food tickets? Zhao Minglei asked curiously.

"Hehe, keep it and eat it slowly, these are enough, this nest is also made of pure grain, where can I eat such a good nest in my hometown? And this soup, it's good to have these. Cheng Mengshan smiled innocently, but didn't say much.

As a student union cadre, Zhao Minglei is not unpopular, not to mention that their generation has more or less experienced difficult times, although Cheng Mengshan did not say it explicitly, but Zhao Minglei can guess a few points.

In fact, there are many students from poor families like Cheng Mengshan in school, and Zhao Minglei actually understands Cheng Mengshan's intentions.

Although the school has free meals and enough food according to the ration, Cheng Mengshan, who is used to being poor, is reluctant to let go of it.

For example, there is a reason why he bought three Wowotou not to buy white-flour steamed buns, you must know that the meal ticket that Wowotou wants is only half of the white-flour steamed buns, for Cheng Mengshan, the same meal ticket can eat a little more, this is the key, as for the white-flour steamed buns, it is rare to buy one every month to satisfy the hunger, the wotou in the canteen is made of solid materials, and all the corn flour is mixed with other grains, in his opinion, it is much stronger than when he was in his hometown.

As for the dishes, especially meat dishes, this is a luxury for Cheng Mengshan. If you can't eat it, try not to eat it, and the food tickets that you save a lot can be privately transferred to the students who need it, which is an income for him.

There is vegetable soup in the nest, and there are egg flowers and oil flowers in the soup, which is already an excellent thing in Cheng Mengshan's eyes, Zhao Minglei, a student like him, has seen a lot, most of these students have family difficulties, and the money saved on weekdays can be used to buy books or send them home to subsidize the family, and they also have a common nickname, this nickname is "Commander Tang".

Zhao Minglei smiled and didn't pursue this problem, ate a few bites of steamed buns and ate braised pork, and after a while, Zhao Minglei suddenly whispered, Cheng Mengshan, who was drinking soup, raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Zhao Minglei frowning slightly and hurriedly asked him what was wrong.

"Yesterday I had a little stomach upset, but today I thought it would be better, but whoever wants to eat this meat seems to be a little uncomfortable." Zhao Minglei said with a frown, then glanced at Cheng Mengshan's bowl, and directly picked up his bowl with braised pork and dialed the meat for him quickly.

"I can't eat this meat today, otherwise it will definitely be another night of tossing, classmate Cheng, you can do me a favor and help me eat it." Without waiting for Cheng Mengshan to react, Zhao Minglei gave all the braised pork in the bowl to Cheng Mengshan, leaving only a cabbage base.

"This ...... It's not good....... Looking at the fragrant braised pork in the bowl, Cheng Mengshan subconsciously swallowed his saliva, reporting that for so many days, he had seen the braised pork in the school cafeteria countless times, but he had never eaten it once.

Of course, it's not that Cheng Mengshan doesn't like meat, where are there people who don't like meat in this era? Who doesn't love braised pork with one bite and one bite of oil? Cheng Mengshan is not stupid.

"What's so bad, it's a favor for me, and I have to thank you. Otherwise, I won't be able to eat it, and it's not all wasted, will it? Classmate Cheng, it's shameful to waste food, you can't just watch me be such a shameful person, right? ”

Zhao Minglei said solemnly, as if Cheng Mengshan didn't eat it was equivalent to pushing him into the fire pit, Cheng Mengshan hesitated, looked down at the braised pork in the bowl, and finally nodded in confusion.

Picking up a piece of braised pork with a fast son, Cheng Mengshan took a bite carefully, and the aroma of meat and oil and water filled his mouth with a mouthful, making him feel the most beautiful thing in the world.

If it weren't for Zhao Minglei, maybe Cheng Mengshan would smash his mouth comfortably, and now he pretends to be casual on the surface, but his mouth keeps chewing but betrays the truest thoughts in his heart at this moment.

Seeing Cheng Mengshan almost gobbling up, Zhao Minglei smiled secretly in his heart, and at the same time had deep contempt.

"It's really a townsman, you can eat meat like this......."

Thinking so in his heart, of course Zhao Minglei would not say so, on the contrary, he pretended not to see it, and continued to tear the steamed buns in his hand slowly and methodically.

After Cheng Mengshan ate for a while and his movements gradually slowed down, Zhao Minglei said to Cheng Mengshan as if he remembered something: "By the way, classmate Cheng, has the subsidy list of your class been registered?" Why didn't I see you report it? ”

Because he was in too much of a hurry, Cheng Mengshan hiccuped just as he was about to speak, his black face was slightly red, and he hurriedly took a sip of soup before pressing it.

"It's done, it's done, it's right here for me, I was going to hand it over to the student union at noon tomorrow." Cheng Mengshan hurriedly said, and as he spoke, he took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over: "This is the list, I just gave it to you directly today." ”

"Oh, I'll take a look at ...... first." Zhao Minglei took the list and took a closer look, the content of the above list is very simple, it is nothing more than a format of subsidy application, according to the proportion of the number of people in a class, there are a total of five subsidies, although the subsidy is not much, only five yuan per month, but it is also a lot for students from difficult families.

After a glance, Zhao Minglei frowned, and turned to look at Cheng Mengshan, who was sitting opposite: "Classmate Cheng, why is your name not in this list?" ”

"Hehe, I'm the class president, of course, I have to think about the class as a whole, and besides, the classmates on the list are all from difficult families, and compared to me, I need help more than them."

Student Cheng...... No! Mengshan, it's okay if I call you that, right? ”

Seeing Cheng Mengshan smile honestly and said that it didn't matter, Zhao Minglei showed an admiring expression and said: "Mengshan, your consciousness is simply admirable, having a class leader and classmates like you is the pride of our school, and it is also the pride of our students, class cadres like you are good cadres who really do practical things and think about their classmates, I sincerely thank you for these students!" ”

"No, no, no, this is what I should do, what I should do......." Cheng Mengshan waved his hand again and again embarrassedly, and at the same time smiled proudly.

"There is no problem with this list from my personal point of view, not to mention that it was drafted by Mengshan, and I will hand it in early tomorrow morning and urge the student union and the academic affairs office to deal with it as soon as possible."

"Thank you so much Senior Zhao."

"No thanks, that's what I'm supposed to do." Zhao Minglei waved his hand generously, and at the same time thought for a while and said seriously: "But there is a sentence I don't know whether to say or not." ”

"Senior Zhao, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Good!" Zhao Minglei nodded and said: "In my opinion, compared with classmates with difficult families, the number of places seems to be less, not to mention others, such as Mengshan you." Of course, it is worth encouraging you to carry forward your style and let such an opportunity be given to others, but then again, we can't ignore the actual situation, so that good cadres and good classmates like you can suffer in vain, right? ”

"That's it, I still have some autonomy as a cadre of the student union, I'm in charge of reporting you, and when I report tomorrow, I will apply to the school leaders and add a place to you, what do you think?"

Cheng Mengshan was stunned when he heard this, there was still such an operation? It won't be Zhao Minglei looking for his own happiness, right? But looking at Zhao Minglei's serious appearance but not like it, I thought that if I could really apply for one more place and let myself get this subsidy, then this would indeed be a good thing.

Five dollars, that's not a decimal. Cheng Mengshan is a soup commander almost every day, and he can't even give up meat for so many days, isn't he just trying to save money for his wife and children at home? If he has these five yuan, then Cheng Mengshan will be able to have a lot more money, not only can he send more money to his family, but he can also have money to buy books that he has always liked but is reluctant to buy.

"Senior Zhao, this ...... It's not appropriate, isn't it? Although he was moved, Cheng Mengshan had concerns, he was worried that doing so would cause trouble, after all, he was the squad leader, and as the squad leader, he used his power for personal gain, which was not good for him.

"Where is there such a statement, the stipulation is dead, people are alive, and besides, the application for increasing the quota was made by me, and it has nothing to do with you." Zhao Minglei replied with a smile, seeing that Cheng Mengshan was still a little hesitant, he simply stood up and patted Cheng Mengshan on the shoulder: "Okay, this matter is settled, don't tell anyone else for the time being, after all, I don't know what the result of the application is." I'll let you know when the results come down, hey, this stomach is really bad, it seems that the meat can't be eaten anymore these days, I went to Mengshan first. ”

Saying that, Zhao Minglei hurriedly left the canteen with the steamed buns and bowls that had not been eaten, and after Zhao Minglei left, Cheng Mengshan came back to his senses.

Looking at the two pieces of braised pork left in the bowl, and then thinking about what Zhao Minglei said just now, he smiled thoughtfully and shook his head, and then continued to pick up the braised pork and put it into his mouth, and ate it in a big gulp.