Rong Shao Nan Ning Y

This five-dollar bill printed with the image of a large steel mill was hers. She kept it specifically in a box, separate from the scattered few cents and dimes she usually carried around on her person.,But the gazes of those around her, even Qin Xiaoxia's, held her arm.,This time, when she was assigned to this village, her mother said that she was lucky to have relatives there to look after her and gave all the living expenses they had given her to her aunt.。