When they were queuing up, Du Yue noticed that it was the elderly and children who stood at the front of the line, while the young and middle-aged people waited at the back. The three of them were slower and stood at the end of the line. Wan Dapeng even consoled Du Yue and He Xing, "It's okay, the canteen has enough food every day. Even if we're the last ones, we won't have to worry about not having anything to eat."
When it was their turn, Du Yue understood why Wan Dapeng was so certain. The person responsible for giving out the food held a large metal ladle in his hand. He had been lowering his head to get food for the people in line. No matter who it was, they all had the same amount of food. The food was distributed evenly according to the number of people. Naturally, everyone could eat.
