"Hualian, even if you've earned some money, you should save it. When school starts next year, Xiao Yue and Xiao Jun's tuition fees won't be small," Elder Mrs. Zhang hurriedly pushed the money back.
Zhang Hualian held Elder Mrs. Zhang's hands, and earnestly said, "Mom, I've already set aside money for the tuition fees, you don't have to worry about it, please just take this money."
"This..." Elder Mrs. Zhang thought for a moment and no longer argued, accepting the money and then said, "Hualian, if you're short on money in the future, remember to tell Mom."
"Sure." The smile on Zhang Hualian's face deepened as she thought to herself that she must cook the noodles well to retain more customers, so that in the future, the family could earn more and more money.
It was a rare moment for mother and daughter to be together; the words they wanted to share seemed endless. While talking, they made lunch, and time unknowingly passed by.
