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.

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