Chapter 207 Original Sin 16
After booking the room, Shuangshuang also bought some bread, cakes, and deli food from a shop near the hotel for her mother for lunch. As soon as she entered the room, she collapsed onto the bed, only managing to instruct Feng Jinyan to eat on his own and not to run around or leave the room before falling asleep!
The sleep was deep and all-consuming, and when Shuangshuang woke up, it was already the next morning. A child’s body craves sleep and wakes up with difficulty when deeply asleep.
From the late night escape yesterday until now, a full day and night had passed, and Shuangshuang hadn’t had the chance to eat or drink, leaving her stomach rebelling and her hunger causing pain!
Yesterday, the rush to escape was so intense that she didn’t notice, but now, relaxed, she realized how tired, hungry, and thirsty she actually was, with a throat parched to the point of almost smoking.
The hotel provided a kettle, so Shuangshuang poured a cup of lukewarm water, not too hot, unsure of how long it had been standing. Desperately thirsty, she couldn’t care less and drank two large cups, finally easing the dryness in her throat.
Although her thirst was quenched, the rush of lukewarm water into her empty stomach felt uncomfortable. Shuangshuang clutched her stomach and took a fierce bite of the bread she bought for her mother yesterday.
After eating, Shuangshuang began counting her money. She had saved quite a bit — a total of 32,700 yuan, as well as some small change amounting to several hundred yuan. She hadn’t counted precisely, but it should be more or less that.
The small change had been saved by Shuangshuang by selling woven baskets whenever she found time. Back then, Shuangshuang made it clear that this money was her pocket money for her own use. Since Shuangshuang handed over the bulk amount, the Yun Family didn’t say much about the small change, tacitly allowing Shuangshuang to keep it.
Shuangshuang divided the 32,000 yuan into two parts, wrapped them in plastic bags, and sewed them into cloth bags attached closely to her and Feng Jinyan’s bodies. This way, if anything went wrong, they wouldn’t lose everything. She carried the remaining 700 yuan and loose change with her as a backup.
Actually, depositing money in the bank would be the best solution, even if the passbook were lost, there would be nothing to fear. But she was a child, without an ID card, and unable to open a passbook. Feng Jinyan was even more of a lost cause, now practically a black-market citizen.