Shu Zili, who had finally made up his mind to apologize to her, choked when he heard the words.

The courage I had just mustered was instantly gone. "No, nothing."

Shu Miao glanced at his hands that were constantly fiddling with the gray vegetables but still failing to achieve anything, and was speechless for a moment.

But on second thought, didn’t I want to know how much money it would cost to go to school before?

Look, God has given her some time, so why not make use of it?

"Oh, then I have something to ask you."

Shu Zili immediately perked up when he heard that. He quickly turned around and looked at her, his eyes full of eagerness to try.

"Ask me, I'll tell you everything I know."

"How much money do I need to prepare for school?" In fact, what Shu Miao wanted to ask was how much money it would cost for a semester.

But she was not sure about the term "semester" at this time, worried that she would make more mistakes if she said more, so she made the concept vague. At least as long as the other party could understand her purpose, it was fine.

Just as Shu Miao held his breath, anxiously waiting for him to tell him an astronomical figure.

Shu Zili rolled his eyes to the upper right after hearing this, and after a while, he stammered,

"The book fee is fifty cents, and the tuition and miscellaneous fees are... I think it's one dollar and twenty or one dollar and fifty."

Shu Miao was stunned for a moment when she heard the amount of money. Did she hear it right?

The tuition and book fees for one semester are only two dollars? ! ! !

Yes, yes, yes, she must be hallucinating!

It took her a while to find her voice. "How much do you want?"

Seeing her big reaction, Shu Zili seemed to have found a kindred spirit. His mood instantly became high. He clapped his hands and quickly agreed.

"You think it's too expensive, too, don't you? I said that before, and Wang Erzhu laughed at me. I wasn't convinced, so I got into a fight with him."

"If you ask me, he just doesn't know how expensive food and fuel are. Our family only received a little over eight yuan before the New Year, which is barely enough to cover my brother and I's tuition for half a year. Tell me, how can it not be expensive?"

"I suspect he was just trying to piss me off. I shouldn't have fallen for his tricks and ended up getting whipped for nothing."

Shu Zili became more and more angry as he spoke. Finally, he threw down the food in his hand and rubbed his fists, as if he couldn't wait to compete with Wang Erzhu again.

"Don't you think about the fact that he's a year older than me and isn't even as tall as me? He's just trying to look fat and he still has the nerve to laugh at me..."

Shu Miao had just recovered from the surprise of the low tuition fees when he heard the words "I only got eight dollars before the New Year." He was immediately struck by lightning.

After a long pause, I came to my senses. As the topic went off the track, I quickly interrupted him.

"How much does a pound of rice cost?" She was extremely eager to know the prices in this world.

Although she had never had the opportunity to come into contact with money in her previous life, the director's mother would occasionally give them... well, oh, it was what Sister Ling called "guilt-based education."

For example, she kept complaining to them about how much money it would cost to feed and clothe just one person, and how hard it was for her to support an entire orphanage of children.

I hope that when you grow up and become successful, please don’t forget your younger brothers and sisters in the welfare home.

By the way, I would like to comfort those children who are unable to go out to work due to disabilities and can stay in the welfare home for the rest of their lives.

In fact, it is because these older children with disabilities are needed to take care of other children who cannot take care of themselves free of charge, which can save a lot of money on hiring caregivers.

As for whether this set of education is effective, Shu Miao doesn't know. Anyway, among every brother and sister who leaves the welfare home, very few of them set foot in the welfare home again.

And most of them will only send some things back in the first one or two years, and then there will be no news.

As a result, Shu Miao felt both anticipation and fear for the unknown world outside.

If they were doing well out there, why did they suddenly disappear?

If they are not having a good time outside, why don't they come back?

For this reason, she would pester her older brothers and sisters every day to find out what was happening outside.

Unfortunately, everyone knew the same thing and there was no way to help her solve her confusion.

So she set her sights on the dean's mother again.

Because she talks a lot and likes to nag, but she doesn't like children interrupting her.

She could only passively accept any useful information that the other party might reveal.

Unfortunately, there was too much fragmented information, and the little girl couldn't sort out much useful things. She only knew some common sense things in today's society.

Back to the topic, at this moment, Shu Miao, thinking about the distribution system of collective work, had a bad feeling.

Shu Zili was not expecting such a sudden change of topic. He was stunned for a moment and then shook his head.

"I don't know. Anyway, when our family was short of money, we used food to pay for tuition and miscellaneous fees."

As he said this, he stretched out his hands and started to struggle for a long time before he looked up again.

He saw Shu Miao staring at him with his eyes wide open, without blinking. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly and gave an exact number.

"I just remembered it wrong. This year's tuition and fees should be $1.40."

Then he thought of Shu Miao asking about the price of rice. Although he didn't know what the connection was, he still added,

"This year, all I brought with me when I signed up was 30 kilograms of potatoes and one dollar."

"I haven't heard from the teacher that the book fee has increased. It should still be 50 cents, so the remaining one is 1.4 yuan..." When Shu Zili said this, he could not remember such a small thing, and his face turned red with embarrassment.

Seeing that he never got to the point, Shu Miao didn't expect to get any more questions out of him, but instead started calculating quickly in his mind.

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