He had saved up twenty yuan himself, so altogether it was eighty. Calculating it like this, it was about enough to repay the money he borrowed, and there was another classmate, Gu, whom he had promised to tutor after the new semester started.
"Ji Shuyuan!"
Deng Juan stomped her foot in anger. Seeing Ji Shuyuan's look that he'd already made up his mind, she couldn't help scolding him: "So you're really something now, huh? Got guts? Who gives you your living expenses? Who pays for your meals? Who buys your clothes?"
"Your mom hasn't even used a single penny of yours, but you? You went and lent money for your grandfather's medical treatment." Deng Juan deeply felt that raising this son had been a waste.
"Mom, you're fine and healthy, you're not sick. Grandpa is ill and needs money, I'm just doing my part." Ji Shuyuan replied quietly.
He'd grown up with his grandfather from a young age. Grandpa was sick, and it hurt him more than anyone.
