Throughout history, the debts of gratitude owed to others have been the hardest to repay.
Ning Wan had neither money nor power, and didn't know how to repay the favor.
Seeing Ning Wan's sorrow, Xu Xiufeng smiled indifferently.
She comforted her, saying, "Little Book's Mom, don't worry too much. As long as you can figure things out after this, that's good. Life may be tough now, but as long as you're alive, there's always hope."
Her gaze passed over Ning Wan and went straight to Ning Yanshu on the square table.
Ning Yanshu held the round spoon in her small hands and ate in small bites.
His gaze would occasionally fall on Ning Wan, like a little animal that lacked a sense of security and was afraid of being abandoned by its mother.
Xu Xiufeng lowered her voice and said to Ning Wan, "Xiao Shu only has you as his family. Even if it's for his sake, you have to take good care of yourself."
Ning Wan nodded: "I understand."
Before leaving, Xu Xiufeng took out 1,000 yuan from her pocket: "Take this money first. Didn't you say the kindergarten was urging us to pay the meal fees a while ago? Pay the meal fees first, and we can figure out the rest later."
Ning Wan was taken aback and quickly declined, "No, no, I can't accept this money from Sister Xu."
She couldn't even afford to pay back the 50,000 yuan she spent on hospitalization, so how could she possibly accept money from others again?
Xu Xiufeng, without giving a word, placed the money in Ning Wan's palm: "Your Brother Zhao, he's just a bit blunt sometimes, don't take it to heart. I can't help with anything else, the rest you'll have to rely on yourself..."
"Alright, let's go eat. I'm leaving."
Ning Wan remained standing at the doorway until the door opposite closed.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.
As a transmigrator, both Xu Xiufeng and Ning Yanshu were nothing more than paper figures to her.
In the novel, they are permanent NPCs.
They have a pre-defined personality, a set program, and a set of experiences.
But Ning Wan was warmed time and time again by the paper figures in the book.
This 1000 yuan is Ning Wan's chance, a chance to survive well in the world of the novel...
...
"Mother……"
Behind him came Ning Yanshu's weak voice.
Ning Yanshu put down his spoon at some point and came up behind Ning Wan.
He asked timidly, "Mom... can I... can I go to kindergarten now...?"
Ning Wan turned around and met Ning Yanshu's eyes.
Ning Yanshu's body suddenly trembled.
His little face turned pale, and he took several steps back: "I'm sorry, Mom, I was wrong. Xiaoshu won't go to school anymore."
He's so wicked!
Even though his mother is already treating him so well.
He even greedily wanted more.
What should he do if he makes his mother angry and she's not as gentle and kind to him as she's been these past few days?
...
Ning Yanshu forced a stiff smile: "Mom, actually... actually, Xiaoshu doesn't like kindergarten at all..."
He repeated word for word what the original owner had once told him.
“Going to kindergarten is completely useless. All they do is sing, dance, and play games every day, and it's a waste of money. Xiaoshu doesn't like going to school at all, and Xiaoshu doesn't like going to kindergarten either…”
Hearing Ning Yanshu's words, Ning Wan felt a pang of conscience.
What kind of state did the original owner drive her child to?
Gripping the 1,000 yuan in her hand tightly, Ning Wan gritted her teeth and said, "Go! Why not go!"
"As long as you're willing to learn, Mom will sell everything she owns to support you until you get your postdoctoral degree!"
Ning Yanshu: "!"...
...
That afternoon, after lunch.
Ning Wan took Ning Yanshu's hand and led him to the entrance of Lantian Kindergarten.
Inside the security room at the school gate sat a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties.
When the uncle saw Ning Yanshu, he came out of the security room, opened the school gate, and exclaimed with delight, "Oh, isn't this our little mole?"
"Hello, Uncle Wang." Ning Yanshu greeted him with a sweet smile.
"Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhang have missed you terribly since they haven't seen you for several days."
Wang Dequan bent down and squatted down, smiling kindly: "The jasmine flowers in the kindergarten bloomed a week ago. Look, this is what Uncle Wang specially saved for us little moles."
Wang Dequan held a cluster of flowers in his hand.
The small flowers are pure white, and there are several plump buds.
If you smell it closely, you can also smell a faint fragrance that spreads in the breeze.
Because he was often exposed to the sun, Wang Dequan's skin was dark and his knuckles were rough. But the hands that held the jasmine flower seemed to be handling it with such care.
"How beautiful!" Ning Yanshu took the jasmine flowers from Wang Dequan's hands. "Thank you, Uncle Wang!"
Wang Dequan stood up, his gaze falling on Ning Yanshu with great kindness.
Then, upon seeing Ning Wan beside Ning Yanshu, he awkwardly looked away.
Ning Wan smiled and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for the flowers."
Wang Dequan seemed somewhat surprised.
But in the end, he still politely nodded to Ning Wan.
Upon entering the kindergarten, Ning Wan led Ning Yanshu further inside.
Ning Yanshu held a jasmine flower throughout the journey, in a very good mood.
Ning Wan couldn't help but think to herself.
Such an adorable child, only the original owner of this body could dislike him, right? ...
...
Lantian Kindergarten is a public school.
The tuition for one semester is not expensive. And it's very close to their neighborhood, only about a 10-minute walk away.
Ning Yanshu attended the Sunflower Class in kindergarten.
Arriving at the door of a classroom with a sunflower pattern hanging on the door, Ms. Yuzu, who had been notified, was already standing there waiting for a long time.
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