Xiao Ding was busy too. After saying a word, he found a seat and started eating.
Yi Chichi ordered several dishes in a row, "Brother Class President, a little of each."
"Bringing food for Madam Lin again?"
The old class president's surname was Wang, but no one knew his first name. Everyone called him Old Class President out of respect.
Yi Chichi came to the canteen every day for all three meals recently, and got to know Old Class President well.
Seeing her come over with four lunch boxes, he knew what was going on.
She mumbled, "Madam Lin's belly is big now, and it's hard for her to walk, so I'm bringing something for her."
"Sure."
As family members, when the men aren't around, we have to support each other.
Otherwise, if something happens and there's no one to help, it would be too tough.
Old Class President quickly filled the four lunch boxes, and was about to close them when Yi Chichi spoke up, "Brother Class President, can I have a spoon of the spicy sauce?"
