Xia Zhitao helped her mother, fetching water, washing dishes, and greeting guests.

Because of Qin Xueliu's good looks, he has the reputation of being an early Xishi in the market.

Many people are happy to come here for breakfast.

So business has been good all the time.

"The business is very good today. It didn't take long for the stall to open, and I earned 12 yuan. If this goes on, Xiao Tao, your [-] yuan tuition fee will be collected."

College tuition in 93 is generally 300 to 500.

This is only half term.

The average working family can barely afford it.

But for Qin Xueliu, it was really too difficult.

There was only so much she could help Xia Zhitao.

Xia Zhitao's university living expenses need to be earned by her own work-study program.

"Cough cough~"

Qin Xueliu coughed twice.

In recent years, he has been selling breakfast from morning to night. Although he still looks like when he was young, his body is getting worse by the day.

Seeing her mother coughing, Xia Zhitao quickly put down the bowl, wiped her hand on the apron a few times, and came to support her.

Xia Zhitao said distressedly: "Mom, if you don't rest, let me fry fritters."

She felt that her mother's health was getting worse and worse, that is, in these years, she had smoked more oil fumes.

Qin Xueliu endured fatigue and comforted her daughter with a smile: "I'm fine, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night."

"And these guests are used to the breakfast I make. You little girl has just learned, so they will be picky."

Xia Zhitao knew that her mother looked weak, but she had her own opinions.

He could only sigh and go to wash the dishes again.

But she vowed to herself that she must go to a good university, find a good job, and let her mother live a good life.

Qin Xueliu wiped the sweat stains on her forehead.

The pretty face was stained with a trace of flour.

Somewhat cute.

However, when she looked up and saw a group of thugs walking towards her breakfast stall.

His face changed.

I still remember the last time I was smashed by a group of gangsters.

Now, what she is most afraid of is these gangsters.

"Business is good."

The dozen or so little gangsters really came towards the booth.

They are Liu Wei's little brother.

The mouse unceremoniously picked up a fried dough stick in the iron basket and ate it.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Qin Xueliu took a step back with panic on her pretty face.

Xia Zhitao also noticed the movement.

Put down the bowl in your hand and get up quickly.

When I saw my mother retreating, I immediately stepped forward to support my mother.

She also hates these bastards.

Seeing these gangsters, Xia Zhitao's first thought was not Liu Wei, but her righteous brother Lin Ge.

"What do you want to do? My righteous brother is Lin Ge. If you dare to mess around, think about the consequences."

Xia Zhitao stared at these uninvited guests.

The rat kept Liu Wei's advice in mind.

Only smash stalls, not people.

He clasped his hand under the edge of the table and sneered: "After a few good days, I don't know what my surname is. Before, I didn't want to trouble you, but who told you to be with the wrong person."

"boom!"

After saying that, the rat slammed it hard.

All utensils, including stoves, tables, and utensils were dumped on the ground.

These things are all Qin Xueliu's hard work.

It was overturned and re-purchased at the beginning, costing Qin Xueliu several hundred, so he could only do it all over again.

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