Chapter 389 Not an Adoptive Mother 30
Yuan Chun raised the corner of his mouth, showed a sarcastic smile, and asked, "Wang Xiaoyan, tell me, are you going to the orphanage with the police comrades, or are you staying?"
Now that Wang Xiaoyan is here, she will naturally not go to the orphanage.
She said, "I...I want to stay with my aunt."
As long as she stays with her aunt, she will always have a chance.
In her previous life, she was able to inherit the property from her aunt's family.
In this life, she will definitely get her wish.
Yuan Chun nodded, "Then what grade are you in this year? No, are you still studying?"
"No, no, I dropped out of school after my grandfather died last year. . ”
“Do you want to continue going to school, or go to a technical school? ”
"I...I want to go to school, aunt, I want to get into college." Wang Xiaoyan is a person who has lived a lifetime and knows that academic qualifications can change life.
She was a college student in her previous life.
She didn’t want to be reborn as a primary school student who hadn’t even graduated from junior high school.
"Comrade policeman, if Wang Xiaoyan wants to stay, she needs help from comrade policemen to contact one of her schools. After all, she does not have a household registration in Beijing. It is difficult to find a school to study here."
In the last life, because Wang Xiaoyan did not have a local registered permanent residence and could not find a school to study for her, the original owner thought of adopting her.
But Yuanchun doesn't care about that much.
Since the person was sent by the police comrades, she asked the police comrades to solve the problem.
The police comrades were also very helpful. Three days later, they contacted Wang Xiaoyan to a nearby middle school. The school did not require Yuanchun to pay the tuition fee, and just asked Wang Xiaoyan to register with her household registration book.
Xiaobao happens to be studying in this school. Because Wang Xiaoyan dropped out of school and her grades were not good, she could only go to the second grade of junior high school and became classmates in the same class as Xiaobao. But Yuanchun would not let her go to and from school with Xiaobao.
Yuanchun directly enrolled her as a dormitory student. On the first day of school, he packed her luggage and sent her to live on campus. He also recharged her meal card and gave her an additional 100 yuan in pocket money.
Yuan Chun sent her to the dormitory and said, "Xiaoyan, I have arranged your food, clothing, housing and transportation. I even prepared ten packs of sanitary napkins for you, so you have nothing to buy. One hundred yuan is reserved for you to buy study materials. Don’t buy snacks, otherwise you will If you don’t have money to buy study materials, I will ask you where the money goes. After all, every penny you spend is a gift from me and is not something you should ask for. I don’t owe you. "< br>
That’s right, Yuanchun would remind her every time she spent money on White Eyed Wolf.
The money she spent did not belong to her, but was given to her by her aunt.
As my aunt, I don’t owe her anything.
On the contrary, the original owner had raised Baiyanlang for more than ten years and allowed her to inherit so much property. It was Baiyanlang who owed it to the original owner.
After Yuan Chun left Wang Xiaoyan at school, he stopped caring about her.
On weekends, Wang Xiaoyan will come back to stay for a day, but Yuanchun will only treat her as a relative and a child, and will not show too much care.
I won’t give her too much money either.
Even the clothes I bought for her were all from street stalls, costing dozens of dollars each. They would not be as stupid as the original owner and buy her all big-name products.
At first, Wang Xiaoyan was not satisfied and said, "Auntie, the material of this dress is not good and it is uncomfortable to wear. I want to go to the store to buy it."
Yuan Chun said to her, "You wear this kind of clothes in the countryside. You can’t even afford it. When you came that day, your clothes were in tatters, and they were given to you by someone. Why, if you want to wear old clothes, then I’ll go get some from others.”
Wang Xiaoyan was so frightened that she did not dare to refute.
(End of this chapter)