Chapter 392 Not being a foster mother 33
“Brother Lei, let’s go work part-time on weekends. I heard there is a fried chicken restaurant near the school. It costs ten yuan an hour. It can increase living expenses by more than 1,000 yuan.”
After all, people who live longer have more ways than a second-rate guy like Fan Lei.
Fan Lei doesn’t want to work, but it’s hard to live without money in his pocket.
Although his family is from a local household, their conditions are very poor. He had no father or mother since he was a child. His grandparents raised him. They also lived off their pensions and gave him little pocket money. many.
Fan Lei agreed to work on the weekend.
In a blink of an eye, it was the weekend. After breakfast, Wang Xiaoyan went to work at the fried chicken restaurant she had contacted early.
She thought that she and Fan Lei could make two hundred yuan by working together for one day, but it was after noon that she saw Fan Lei entering the store.
Wang Xiaoyan quickly put down what she was doing, ran over, and asked, "Brother Lei, why are you here just now? We agreed to go to work at nine in the morning. Look, it's already a little earlier."
Fan Lei looked impatient, "My brothers are calling me for something, so I can't ignore them. Okay, I'm here now. I can make dozens of dollars if I work for an afternoon." ”
However, he had only been working for an hour when a young man came to him.
Not long after, Fan Lei went to the boss, paid the bill and left.
I didn’t even say anything to Wang Xiaoyan.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the store became quiet, Wang Xiaoyan sat tiredly on a chair. She wanted Fan Lei to buy a bottle of drink for her, but she looked around and saw no one.
When she asked carefully, she realized that Fan Lei had left long ago. The boss also said angrily, "Wang Xiaoyan, your boyfriend doesn't look like a worker at first glance. He can't even move his fingers and he doesn't work quickly. Don't let him come again in the future. I can't give people free wages in our store."
Wang Xiaoyan’s face turned red and blue.
But Wang Xiaoyan persisted until ten o'clock in the evening.
Except for taking a half-hour break to eat, she worked for twelve and a half hours. Seeing that she was diligent, capable and willing to endure hardships, the boss calculated her wages for thirteen hours.
With one hundred and thirty yuan in hand, Wang Xiaoyan was tired and laughing, her legs were shaking with fatigue, but she was full of excitement.
In the evening, Yuanchun took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Wang Xiaoyan, "Xiaoyan, this is your pocket money for next week. Keep it."
Wang Xiaoyan gritted her teeth and said, "Auntie, I am now To study in high school, you need to buy a lot of study materials "One hundred yuan is not enough, can you give me one hundred more?"
Wang Xiaoyan didn't dare to ask for three hundred and five hundred more as Fan Lei said. She decided to take it step by step. This time, her aunt agreed. Next time, she will ask for another hundred yuan.
Yuan Chun glanced at her with a half-smile, as if he had read through her thoughts, "Xiaoyan, do you know why I only give you a hundred yuan of pocket money a week? It's because of me and your teacher. I have communicated with you and I know that one hundred yuan is enough to buy study materials. So, if you want to add extra money, that’s fine. However, for this extra money, you must write to me. IOU, you have to pay me back when you work and make money in the future. After all, I only said that I would support you in studying, but I never said that I would support you in spending money.”
“I didn’t.” Wang Xiaoyan retorted, "I usually spend money very frugally and don't dare to buy anything. I bought study materials with the money you gave me."
"Auntie, you have so much money, why can't you give me one hundred more. I don't want more, just one hundred. I...even if I am not your adopted daughter, I am still your niece."
(End of this chapter)