Women's Struggle to Change Their Destiny
breakfast stalls
Due to Ji Haoyu's sudden appearance interfering with his plans, Jian Ai was unable to sleep that night. Although his mother had become the general manager of the Yaochi Club and did not need to drink like before, this was still not part of Jian Ai's plan. Jian Ai did not hate this sudden loss of control, but she definitely could not accept it.
In a daze, Jian Ai faintly heard a voice coming from the living room, followed by the sound of doors opening and closing.
He picked up the alarm clock on the bed and saw it under the night light. It's three in the morning. Her mother and brother who got up and went to the breakfast stall had caused quite a commotion earlier.
Breakfast stalls at home only sell fried stik flour, lontong, soy milk, and porridge. Although there are not many varieties, at least they should not stay up late. Stores selling bread across the street have often been crowded since midnight.
Jian Ai was no longer sleepy. Thinking that she didn't need to go to school the next day, she woke up, washed her face, changed her clothes, and got out.
Before dawn, Baiyun City was at its coldest point. Since Jian Ai had learned the mental cultivation technique, he was unaware of it. He just used to tighten his collar and walk towards the breakfast stall in the moonlight.
There were four or five breakfast stalls on the way. Although the Southern City District was a slum, population density was ranked second in the entire city, and it came second only to Haicheng District, the largest economic district. Most of the people here come from poor families. Many of them have to go to work early in the morning, so even though the roadside breakfast stalls sell cheap food, their business makes sense.
The moment Wang Yunmei entered the breakfast stall, he was shocked. He immediately put down his work and rubbed the remaining flour in his apron.
“Xiao Ai, why are you awake? What time?”
Wang Yunmei had a worried expression on his face. As he spoke, he did not forget to close the door of the stall, afraid that a cold wind would blow.
Jian Yu's tone was filled with worry and attention.
“I'm fine. If I can't sleep, I might as well come and help, ”Jian Ai smiled and said in a relaxed tone.
Seeing that his mother and brother were going to nag him again, Jian Ai quickly said, “OK, Mom, I know you and Big Brother are worried about me, but I am not made of paper. I don't have to go to class during the day. I'll go back to sleep after breakfast with you. I really can't sleep now.”
Wang Yunmei wanted to say something but Jian Yu cut him off. “Bu, outside cold. Let Xiao Ai stay inside the kiosk.”
Hearing his son's words, Wang Yunmei thought for a moment before nodding. However, he did not forget to remind, “If later tired, ask your sister to take you back to her bike. The stall is cold too. Don't sleep here, later you catch wind.”
This was the first time Jian Ai had come to the breakfast stall to help. Normally, her mother would protect her and her brother would love her. Jian Ai did not even help him wash dishes and sweep the floor, let alone help at the breakfast stall. Despite the average condition of his family, Wang Yunmei always believed that his daughter should be raised well. Fortunately, he was not spoiled by the rich. Jian Ai was also wise and exerted all of her energy to study. That was how he had succeeded in his previous life.
The three of them busied themselves for a moment before dawn broke on the horizon. It was five in the morning.
“Aibi May!” At that moment, a shout came from outside the door.