indianbanksassociation Chapter 400: Not Fit to Be a Foster Mother 41
Chapter 400: Not Fit to Be a Foster Mother 41
After that, Yuan Chun wrote for six hours every day, updating ten thousand words a day. A month later, when the novel was launched, it earned ten yuan on the first day.
On the second day, Yuan Chun earned twenty yuan, and half a month later, Yuan Chun could earn fifty yuan a day.
Three months later, when Xiao Bao came back for vacation, Yuan Chun’s novel sold for over a hundred yuan a day, and after deducting taxes, she could take home three to four thousand yuan a month.
At this time, an average worker’s monthly salary was only around two thousand, so Yuan Chun, who could earn three to four thousand a month while staying at home, was very satisfied.
Although it was far from what she earned from running a shop before, it was easy and carefree.
Running a shop required early starts and late nights, constantly attending the store, with no free time all day; Yuan Chun had had enough of that during those years.
Anyway, there was enough money for this lifetime, and Yuan Chun didn’t want to work hard for money anymore; she just wanted to write some novels, earn a little money, and take good care of her son.
That weekend, after breakfast, Yuan Chun hurriedly went to the supermarket to buy groceries because Xiao Bao would come back to stay for a day over the weekend to keep his mother company.
Yuan Chun planned to buy some beef at the supermarket to make steaks for her son.
Just as she was leaving the community, a figure suddenly rushed over. Yuan Chun instinctively dodged aside, and the figure paused for a moment before suddenly kneeling down, "Auntie, Auntie, please, help me, I really have nowhere else to go, sobbing, Auntie, I beg you, for my mom’s sake, help me just one more time."
Wang Xiaoyan knelt and kowtowed, crying her eyes out.
Yuan Chun was bewildered, "You... you’re Xiao Yan? Haven’t seen you for five months, how did you end up like this?"
"Auntie, I... I didn’t get into college, I got a bad stomach on the day of the entrance exam and couldn’t hold it, so... so... sob... I wanted to repeat a year, but the school wouldn’t allow it. They said I was from out of town, and letting me study as a guest student and take the local exam was already the best they could do. I can’t repeat the year, I have to find a vocational school to attend, but vocational school tuition is eight thousand a year, too expensive. I... I chose a cheaper one, but once inside, I realized I was cheated, sob..."
"That school doesn’t teach anything, students just play, they have to study on their own. I stayed there for three months and learned nothing. The school cafeteria food is like pig slop, yet super expensive. I... I just want to leave and transfer to another technical school, but the teachers won’t let me, sob..."
"Also, my bank card went missing, someone stole it, and when I found it, all the money was gone. I... I want to report to the police, but I’m scared. Auntie, help me, I really don’t want to study at that school; they don’t teach anything, just trick students for tuition, and students there steal money, sob..."
Tsk tsk, so pitiful.
Sure enough, without her rich aunt to shield her, this ungrateful person couldn’t survive in a place like Beijing.
Yuan Chun curiously asked, "Where is that school? What’s it called? How much is the yearly tuition?"
"In... in Lishui Town, it’s called... Le Wen Art Vocational School... the tuition is two thousand four a year..."
"Two thousand four..." Yuan Chun was incredulous, "Wang Xiaoyan, you’re an adult, right? You should know you get what you pay for, shouldn’t you? What do you expect to learn with a two thousand four annual tuition?"
"Ordinary technical schools cost seven to eight thousand a year. You want cheap and want to learn something too, where in the world are things so wonderful?"