Li Hongmei repeated a few words of self-comfort, successfully brainwashing herself.
In an instant, she felt Gu Jiaojiao's life wasn't all that great. So what if she could eat a bite of meat? She was stuck in the countryside for life.
'She's still just toiling in the fields, after all.'
'I'm different. Life is a little hard now, but I can return to the city in the future.'
'When that time comes, my life will be a hundred times better than Gu Jiaojiao's.'
With that thought, Li Hongmei saw her current hardships as a trial meant to temper her.
As long as she could overcome this, a glorious future awaited her.
The more she thought about it, the happier she became, her body filling with energy.
Gu Jiaojiao, for her part, had no idea the aroma of her cooking possessed such power.
Holding her bowl of rice, she picked up a piece of red-braised pork and felt that her life had reached its peak.
In truth, what people want and need has always been simple.
