But after all, she was his student, and such a big thing had happened at ho, so the counselor decided not to argue too much with Yan Sida.
Yan Sida had excellent grades, and besides Su Li, she was the second in her profession.
The counselor pondered for a while, then earnestly said to Yan Sida, "Yan, I see that you have a good relationship with your roommate Su Li. Why not try borrowing money from her?"
All the teaching staff at Jianghai University, more or less, knew that Su Li had invested and beco the largest board mber of the school.
To ordinary people, hundreds of thousands is a huge sum, but for Su Li, it probably wasn’t much.
So after so thought, the counselor decided to give Yan Sida a suggestion.
As soon as Yan Sida heard Su Li’s na, she vehently refused without even thinking: "No need, Su Li is such a wealthy beauty. How could soone poor like dare to reach out?"
The counselor was completely at a loss for words. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Then Yan, find a way yourself."
When Yan Sida walked out of the counselor’s office, her rural uncle, Uncle Yan, standing outside, nervously rubbed his hands and asked, "Sisi, can your teacher help you out? Did they give you any advice?"
"No."
Uncle Yan suddenly felt despair setting in, wondering what to do now.
The Yan family’s situation was indeed poor. Back when Yan Sida’s father, a rural teacher, passed away, Uncle Yan, an illiterate and poor villager, had no woman willing to marry him. So he remained unmarried, living with his sister and his nephew and niece.
The hundred thousand obtained from the Ning Family years ago had all been used for Yan Sida’s education...
And the Yan family still lived in the old-fashioned small house built over twenty years ago, which couldn’t even be used for a bank mortgage.
Thinking about how his sister, with whom he’d depended, was beyond saving, Uncle Yan suddenly felt a dizzying darkness before him, as if the sky was collapsing.
Su Li ca over to deliver materials to a professor and saw Uncle Yan squatting in the corner, repeatedly using his rough, gnarled hands to wipe his tears, and harshly slapping his own face, choking and muttering to himself, "It’s my uselessness, can’t even save my own sister..."
Holding the materials, Su Li paused slightly, deeply touched.
Sotis, a single penny can indeed defeat a hero.
Just as Yan Sida was about to pull Uncle Yan up, she caught sight of Su Li from the corner of her eye and her face turned even uglier: "Did Miss Su co to laugh at ?"
In her current dire straits, what she hated most was being seen so miserable by those wealthy people.
Su Li calmly said, "I’m here to deliver materials to the professor."
After taking a deep look at Uncle Yan, Su Li smiled and left.
She wouldn’t sympathize with Yan Sida but couldn’t help being touched by Uncle Yan. However, rather than giving kindness to a cold shoulder, it would be better to shatter all of Yan Sida’s psychological defenses!
Su Li, while walking, took out her phone, intending to send a WeChat ssage to Tuanzi. Her fingers just typed a few words before she stopped.
Ever since Tuanzi caught the flu last ti, she realized chatting with Tuanzi was a defiance of fate and hard Tuanzi.
Su Li hadn’t actively contacted Tuanzi for several days.
Just then, her phone suddenly vibrated.
[Tuanzi loves mommy most: Mommy, why has your ’composing ssage’ been showing for so long? I’ve been watching for quite a while.]
[Su Li: Nothing, just thinking about things with my roommate. Is Tuanzi feeling better?]
[Tuanzi loves mommy most: Because of the flu, Tuanzi was forced by the school to stay ho to rest. Uncle was very angry when he returned from visiting the graves, but he just scolded Tuanzi a little, it’s okay.]
Suddenly, Tuanzi eagerly looked at the phone, carefully sent a voice ssage, "Mommy, can Tuanzi co to see mommy and daddy again? Tuanzi misses mommy and daddy."
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