"Little Tang, what can you, a student, do to help? Please don't ask for money from your family and don't mention this to your uncle, ok?" Han Leng said without hesitation. He didn't believe that Tang Qing could come up with much money. Even if Tang Qing had some pocket money saved up, it would only be a drop in the bucket.
He knew about Tang Qing's family, just a clothing-selling family without any wealthy relatives. He heard that a few years ago they had spent all their savings to treat an elder's illness, leaving little money left. Even if they could provide some, he wouldn't ask this newly acquainted apprentice for it.
As for Qin Yugang, Han Leng believed that the couple's wages, which they used to support their two daughters, were under great pressure, even more pressure than him. After all, he had his shop, his wife had a job, and their child was only eight years old.
