Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 660

Chapter 660: Chapter 594: The Cannon Fodder Older Sister of the White Lotus Female Lead in CEO’s Story 11

The couple was astonished to hear that she wanted to move into the school dorm.

"Our house is pretty close to the school already..."

"I want more time to study!"

Rong Yan’s words loosened her uncle’s expression.

Seeing his expression, the aunt understood what he meant... If this one moves to the dorm, who is going to do the household chores?

She was about to speak against it when she met Rong Yan’s deep, dark gaze again, so the words of objection turned into, "You can move, but Rong Qiao can’t. It’s better for her to stay at home!"

"That’s fine." The uncle nodded in agreement, then turned to his wife, "Since she’s moving to the dorm, give her 500 dollars for living expenses! And buy her some new bedding..."

When the aunt heard about the 500 dollars, she immediately glared, "500 dollars for a child, are you out of your mind?"

"Uncle, it’s okay, I can earn a bit of living expenses by washing dishes on the weekends..."

Hearing this, the uncle looked upset, "You’re earning living expenses by washing dishes?"

The aunt didn’t expect the girl who seldom spoke up before would now be reporting this.

She was furious.

But she didn’t dare to erupt because... her husband was staring at her in shock.

"Washing dishes, what’s this all about? Haven’t I been giving you each one hundred a week?"

They weren’t well-off, that was true.

But it wasn’t to the extent that she needed to work during her crucial final year of high school.

"I—I don’t know about that! She... she didn’t tell me... I can’t possibly be with her 24/7. Besides, she’s virtually nineteen, actually eighteen, earning some pocket money on her own, am I supposed to stop her?"

"You—go and get 500 dollars now!" The uncle was angry, but he couldn’t say much else.

In her opinion, supporting these sisters without starving them and allowing them to continue their education was not mistreating them at all. It was more than enough.

And still giving them so much money to spend... her husband really must be out of his mind.

Reluctantly, she pulled out 300 yuan from her pocket.

She threw it directly on the dining table, her expression grim, "Make it last, because there won’t be more."

Rong Yan’s eyes landed on the three bills on the table, then leisurely picked them up, and looked up, "Thank you, Aunt."

Meeting Yan’s deep gaze and thinking of her slow motion in picking up the money gave the aunt a headache.

She simply turned her head away, to avoid getting irritated.

The uncle felt slightly relieved seeing his niece collect the money, "Rong Yan, you should eat now. Afterward, you can come downstairs with me, and I’ll take you to the school."