Chapter 6 Personal Allowances
An Xingwan was devastated by the price of 400,000 star coins.
Four hundred thousand! How long will it take her to pay it back? No, where did An Qing get four hundred thousand?
An Xingwan shook her head to get rid of the messy thoughts, frowned and immediately asked.
Where did you get the 400,000 yuan?"
"It's none of your business." An Qing turned his head away, seeming reluctant to explain the source of the money.
An Xingwan was anxious. Generally speaking, suddenly becoming rich is never a good thing.
She could only imitate the original body's movements, raising her hand to hit, and her tone was a bit sharper.
"Tell me, where did this money come from? If you don't tell me, I'll take action."
An Xingwan was afraid that he would do something bad in order to raise money, and was a little anxious for a moment.
When An Qing saw that she looked no different from the ferocious one in his memory, fear instantly enveloped him.
"Yes, I applied for all my future personal subsidies."
There was grievance and timidity in An Qing's voice.
This was the last thing his father left him, and it was earned with his life.
Not only did the result not make An Xingwan happy, she even wanted to hit herself.
An Xingwan was stunned. She knew what personal subsidies were.
This is a promise the empire makes before soldiers join the army so that they can have no worries when going to the battlefield.
As long as they are their descendants, they will unconditionally enjoy the highest education in the empire.
The empire will pay for all non-personal expenses before adulthood, and this money is a personal subsidy.
My wife has 600,000 star coins which I will pay in one lump sum.
Each child has 400,000 yuan, which will be converted into various expenses, such as tuition fees.
At the beginning, An's mother had kept the personal subsidy, intending to use it to enroll the original body in school and go to school in the future.
As a result, the original person did not go to school and kept the money for himself after Mother An died.
An Xingwan looked at the thin boy in front of her and her heart suddenly ached.
An Qing must have hated her so much when he saw her using the money his father had earned with his life to eat, drink and have fun, and also treating and beating him harshly.
"Can I return it?"
An Xingwan's voice was hoarse, and he raised his hand and slapped himself.
Her heart was choked with anxiety. Looking at An Qing, who was trembling all over and full of hatred, she felt as if she saw herself in her previous life.
She should have felt the same way, but in a desperate situation, she tried to question him in her original way.
At that moment, what was the difference between her and her original self?
An Qing looked at her in confusion and was even more shocked.
An Xingwan clenched his fists, not caring whether his secret would be discovered.
Seeing that An Qing didn't say anything, he threw down the broom and ran back into the house.
She pulled up the purchased page.
However, what disappointed her was that all the goods sold by Fengzhijia could not be returned except for quality reasons. Even if there were quality issues, they would only be exchanged and not refunded.
An Qing came into the house and stood at her door, with an ambiguous expression in his eyes.
"sorry."
An Xingwan looked up at him.
She really didn't know that her unintentional behavior would cause An Qing to misunderstand and even bury him in fear.
She understood An Qing's intention of applying for personal subsidies without authorization.
He wanted to stay in this home peacefully, so he would rather grit his teeth and endure the pain to please her.
"You, what did you say?"
An Qing looked at her in surprise. Did he just hear it wrong?
An Xingwan stood up and looked at him straight in the eye, saying seriously, word by word:
"An Qing, I'm sorry. I apologize for what I did in the past and for my impulsiveness just now.
From today on, I will take responsibility for this family and my responsibilities as a sister. I mean it.
I know that my words now cannot change the hurt I have caused you, but I will slowly make up for it."
For a child as insecure as An Qing, she certainly knew that he wouldn't completely let go of the situation just because of her apology.
But you always have to let him know what you think so that he won't figure it out on his own.
An Qing stared at her solemnly, as if trying to determine whether what she said was true or false.
An Xingwan also looked at him frankly. Just when An Qing was at a loss, the doorbell rang.
An Qing turned around and ran as if he was saved.
An Xingwan sighed and sat in the chair, worried.
The Empire does not allow minors to receive subsidies in advance.
Even if the 400,000 yuan cannot be spent, the remaining money will be transferred to everyone after they reach adulthood.
Unless you voluntarily give up all the free treatment of the empire during this period.
This means... if An Qing wants to go to school in the future, it will be no different from ordinary people.
You have to pay for the tuition yourself and also pay for the cafeteria.
When An Qing made this decision, he probably had already decided not to go to school.
But she is not her original self, so she can't really stop An Qing from going to school.
In this case, I still have to earn the tuition money as soon as possible.
It is March now, and there is less than half a year left before school starts.
An Xingwan took a deep breath. She was sure she could do it!
"It's the robots that have arrived."
An Qing pursed her lips and shouted, and this shout woke up Mumu who was sleeping.
But Mumu didn't seem to be hungry either. He was kicking his legs and stretching his arms hard in his crib.
Xiao Mumu's face is not as wrinkled as before.
An Xingwan gently pinched his little hand. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Mumu was growing too fast.
"Come on, sister will carry you for a walk."
An Xingwan picked up Xiao Mumu. The little baby seemed very happy and kept grinning.
An Qing was debugging a robot in the hall on the first floor. When An Xingwan went downstairs, he had just finished debugging.
"wn827 is turned on, please set a name."
An Xingwan looked at the person in front of her. He had height and hair, but also had a somewhat animal-like appearance.
The robot, which was extremely similar to a normal person, was stunned.
Is this a human, a robot, a machine... an animal?
"Give it a name." An Qing reminded.
An Xingwan touched his chin and felt that it really looked like the anthropomorphic Rainbow Cat Hero in his previous life.
She raised an eyebrow and said, "Let's call it Forty."
That was a real 400,000 yuan! 400,000 yuan that made her heart bleed.
"The name has been generated and is being activated. Please wait."
The voice was still a synthesized one, and An Qing flipped through the instructions and told her that activation would take some time.
An Xingwan gave up waiting and let him take the child in while she went to prepare lunch.
An Xingwan had given up on the pile of seeds in the corner. Since there was nowhere else to put them, he just left them there.
An Xingwan looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and thought that An Qing might be in a bad mood.
I was afraid that he couldn't eat, so I had to make some fragrant dishes, so I prepared a meat dish.
There are frozen mutant ducks in the refrigerator. The two duck legs alone are quite big, as big as an adult human's forearm.
The mutated ingredients are so delicious, cheap and large, it’s great value for money!
An Xingwan took out the live broadcast device, and as soon as he turned on the live broadcast, he saw the barrage of comments rolling.
【I’ve waited, I’ve waited, waiting for the delicious food. 】
[My nutritious meal hasn't been heated up yet, what should I do? Urgent! Waiting online.]
[What is the anchor doing today? I’m curious. ]
[This morning's fried rice is so delicious and the recipe is so simple. I've copied it perfectly. I love Star Anchor!]
The name of An Xingwan’s live broadcast account is ‘The Wandering Stars’.
So many fans call her a star.
Looking at the enthusiasm in the barrage, An Xingwan couldn't help but smile.
Said: "Today I am going to make crispy duck legs. Here are the ingredients."
An Xingwan shook two duck legs in front of the camera, and the barrage of comments exploded again.
[Wow! Can I eat meat today?]
[Aren't mutant ducks food for ferocious beasts? How can we eat them too?]
[Tsk tsk tsk, is there really anyone who eats such low-quality food? ]
[I also think the ingredients are too low-quality. Can't I afford farmed meat? ]
Sharing the taste of such low-grade ingredients is an insult to me.
An Xingwan looked at the comments criticizing the ingredients one after another, and suddenly felt uneasy.
Is it true that the interstellar world cannot accept the taste of mutated livestock?
(End of this chapter)
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