Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 360 Fortunately, the answer did not disappoint her.

"Teacher Fu, what kind of job?" Song Zhaodi asked nervously.

Her heart was pounding.

"FAW's data monitoring position is from 5:30 PM to 8:30 PM. The pay is two yuan a day. You get paid for the number of days you work. If you're willing, I'll take you there after school this afternoon. If you're not—"

Before she could finish speaking, Song Zhaodi nodded rapidly, "Teacher Fu, I'm willing, I'm very willing."

Although she loves learning, she makes the most of her time at school to acquire knowledge.

But she also deeply understood that she still had to survive.

She desperately needs money.

Moreover, at two yuan a day, that adds up to sixty yuan a month.

This was a lot of money for her.

Others working in factories earn only thirty or forty yuan a month.

Fu Mingxue was very excited and clearly did not seem unhappy.

So he said, "Since you're willing, then go and work there for a while. If you feel it's interfering with your studies, then just tell them you don't want to do it."

"Thank you, Teacher Fu!" Song Zhaodi's eyes reddened.

She hadn't expected Teacher Fu to be so kind.

They even arranged a job for her.

"You're welcome! By the way, Song, may I ask a personal question? The school's stipend for you must be more than twelve, right? How much do you give your family? Of course, if you don't want to answer, then that's fine."

Actually, the school's first-class scholarship is 19.5 yuan.

Fu Mingxue didn't understand why Song Zhaodi hadn't achieved the required score.

Even if it's not first-class, third-class is fine too, right?
I really don't understand this. Also, it seems the school has set up a special hardship allowance.

Isn't Song Zhaodi on this list of people receiving special hardship assistance? Also, the school gave them some meal vouchers.

It doesn't make sense that there's so little food, and they don't even dare to give out more vegetables.

“I, I didn’t refuse, I—” Song Zhaodi said awkwardly, “My total subsidy is twenty-five yuan. But I have to give them twenty yuan.”

"Isn't it eight pieces?" Fu Mingxue asked, puzzled.

She remembered that Senior Yan said eight pieces.

Song Zhaodi shook her head, her eyes red, and said in a bitter tone:

“It was originally eight yuan. However, they later made a request and increased it to twenty. They said that as long as they gave me twenty yuan every month for ten years or a one-time payment of two thousand yuan, they would officially sever ties with me and never contact me again.”

Fu Mingxue gasped, "So, you agreed?"

Song Zhaodi nodded, "Yes, I... I also signed it."

Fu Mingxue: ...?
Is this honest girl really not afraid that they will go back on their word?
Besides, she keeps giving him this money. Twenty is very useful now, but what good will it be in a few years? Do you think those bloodsuckers will let go of this money tree so easily?

"Teacher Fu, I know this isn't right, but they're so difficult to deal with, I don't know what to do—"

Fu Mingxue really didn't know what to say.

"Let me ask you another question—if you received this sixty yuan salary, would you give it to your parents? If you're working, your family members will probably find out soon. I think they'll likely ask you for more money. What would you do then?"

Should we give them the money?

She asked the question very calmly.

Song Zhaodi immediately shook her head, "I won't. I will only give them twenty yuan a month as written on that paper, and not a single penny more. Even if I earn money in the future, I will not give them any extra money."

(End of this chapter)