Old Madam Fan really could not win Su Yang, so she let him be. She could still afford to support these two useless people with her pension.
Ever since Qiao Yu saw Li Gui, she had been acting a little crazy. She did not even wake up on time this morning and only got up when everyone else had packed up and left the room.
By the time Qiao Yu finished washing up and went to the canteen, there were only a few steamed buns left. The rest of the dishes and the porridge were all gone. Qiao Yu had no choice but to return to the workshop to get a few small buns to eat.
In her eyes, unpalatable small buns were still better than steamed buns. Steamed buns cost money, but the small buns were free.
