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Chapter 823: 209: Transfer_2
Bright sunlight cast her profile in a pale and delicate light. The man inside the car glanced back and just happened to catch this scene.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, lowered the car window, and called out, "Xiaoqing."
Upon hearing this, the driver immediately ran over, "Boss Du." 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖕𝖚𝖇.𝖈𝔬𝔪
Boss Du twirled Buddha Beads in one hand and took out a banknote from his wallet with the other, "Give this to her."
"Alright." Xiaoqing took the banknote and walked over to Wu Yanyun. "Young lady, stop crying and get up. This is from our Boss Du, take it and go buy yourself a new bowl of noodles and Buns."
Before her eyes was a blue 100-yuan bill; the most common bills people saw at that time were the 10-yuan ones, also known as "big unity."
Ordinary families almost never saw a 100-yuan bill.
The fact that this man gave out 100 yuan so freely suggested he was no ordinary person.
Seeing that Wu Yanyun had no reaction, Xiaoqing stuffed the money into Wu Yanyun’s hands and got back into the car.
Wu Yanyun hurriedly lifted her head and saw a gentle and elegant profile through the fleeting car window. He was dressed in old-style traditional clothes, looking straight ahead, his handsome features set against a cool, snowy aura.
Such people, who appear so cultivated,
are actually the hardest to deal with.
Wu Yanyun clutched the banknote tightly in her hand. Their family was indeed short on money at the moment. With this large sum of 100 yuan, they could do a lot.
The streets bustled with people. After the black car disappeared, only Wu Yanyun remained sitting on the ground. A few stray dogs and cats ran over from not far away, quickly clearing the food remnants on the ground.
Everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened.
Wu Yanyun stood up from the ground and limped towards the grain and oil shop.
She bought a hundred pounds of rice in one go, along with ten pounds of sesame oil, fifty pounds of flour, spending a total of 30 yuan. The shopkeeper even personally delivered these items to the Wu Family.
It may seem like a lot of goods, but with so many people in the Wu Family, and their appetites larger at that time, these items wouldn’t last very long – at most, half a month.
When Wu Yanyun returned, Wu Jinshu and Yan Erju had already come back. Seeing the shopkeeper carrying bags of rice and oil into their house, Yan Erju pulled Wu Yanyun aside with a puzzled look, "Xiaoyun, what’s going on?"
"Mom, this is for you." Wu Yanyun handed the remaining seventy yuan to Yan Erju and briefly explained the afternoon’s incident.
Yan Erju and Wu Jinshu paled when they heard that Wu Yanyun had almost been in a car accident, "Xiaoyun, are you alright?"
Wu Yanyun shook her head, "Mom and dad, don’t worry, I’m fine."
"That’s good," Yan Erju continued. "But you need to be more careful in the future, especially when crossing the street. You can’t be this lucky every time."
Wu Jinshu said, "Your mother’s right. You can’t be this lucky every time. What if the car had hit you badly? How would our family cope? We can earn money back, but you have to understand that no amount of money can buy back a life!"
What’s priceless in this world?
Life is priceless!
Wu Yanyun nodded, "Mom and dad, I understand."
Wu Erlong added from the side, "Mom and dad, with this money, can sister go to school now?"
Yan Erju gave a bitter smile, "How could this money be enough?"
Just the tuition for one semester was 98 yuan, plus miscellaneous fees and food, it all added up to 138 yuan. That was why in the 1980s, so many dropped out after middle school.
Wages were low. To send one child to school could deplete a family’s entire savings.
Not like later generations, where nine years of compulsory education was fully implemented. Not only was school free, there were scholarships and subsidies for students in need.
Thus, those who lived through this era were very frugal in later times.
Wu Dalong continued, "Is it enough for Erlong and me to go to school?"
"Not enough," Yan Erju shook her head, then said, "But don’t worry, Dalong, Xiaolong. Mom and dad will work hard and provide for your schooling." It’s just a matter of time before they could save enough for tuition!
Just then, Granny Wu happened to overhear Yan Erju’s statement, retorted, "With what you and Jinshu earn, it wouldn’t be enough even if you saved for ten more years!"
Yan Erju and Wu Jinshu together earned less than 20 yuan a month. The rent was 10 yuan a month; their meager income barely covered the family’s expenses, and they still dreamed of affording their children’s education?
