Chapter 556: Eagle and Ying
Chapter 556: Eagle and Ying
For Wang Xiaocao, life is a never-ending test.
Growing up in an orphanage, when she became conscious, she knew that if she wanted to get something, she could only work hard with her own hands.
As long as you help the aunts and uncles in the orphanage, you can get some of the candies that the children crave.
She traded candy for pencils, erasers, scratch paper, and more opportunities to read.
She has no family and can only rely on herself. Studying is undoubtedly the most effective channel for advancement within her reach.
The awards she received from childhood to adulthood made her always the one standing in front of and in the center of the camera when she was interviewed in the orphanage.
But this does not mean that she can be adopted first. She was too sensible when she was a child. She knew that other children needed a family more than she did, so she gave the opportunity to other children.
When she gets older, it will be more difficult to be adopted.
But now, Wang Xiaocao no longer cares whether he can have relatives.
Instead of spending time feeling bad about this kind of thing, you might as well do a few more tests.
In the first grade of junior high school, Wang Xiaocao completed all the junior high school courses. She did not skip grades and did not show absolute strength in the exams.
Firstly, junior high school is still in the compulsory education stage. If she skips a grade and goes to high school, she will have no money to go to school.
Although you can find a suitable school and enroll in it free of tuition based on excellent grades, the living expenses in high school are another problem.
The only private school in the city that provides additional living expenses is Mingde. However, Wang Xiaocao has compared his own level and realized that admission to Mingde is not a sure thing.
If she takes a wrong step, she will have no chance, so she prefers stability to high risk and high return.
Secondly, the school atmosphere of her junior high school was not very good. As an orphan who had long occupied the top position, she was very likely to be targeted by other students.
Wang Xiaocao wants a stable learning environment. Rather than the Excellence Award for being among the top three in the grade, she would rather get an improvement award from time to time and make some money by ghostwriting homework.
Just as she was saving money and thinking about which high school to go to, a person appeared in front of her.
Murong Xue, a lady whose name sounds extraordinary, became her sponsor.
When they first met, Murong Xue put down the test papers of various subjects and said to Wang Xiaocao calmly: "Show your true ability and finish these papers now."
"However many points you can get, I will give you a hundred times the money."
Wang Xiaocao looked down at the test paper on the table: "A hundred points equals ten thousand yuan?"
Murong Xue replied: "Yes."
The total score on the paper was basically the same as the written test score for the city's high school entrance examination. That day, Wang Xiaocao earned more than 60,000 yuan.
It is more than enough to cover not only the high school tuition for the next three years, but also the living expenses.
Wang Xiaocao became one of Murong Xue's sponsorship recipients. Because Murong Xue treated her very well, often taking her out to dinner and attending her parent-teacher meetings, no one in school dared to bully her.
However, Wang Xiaocao did not stop controlling his grades immediately. Instead, he made more progress each time and was at the top of the grade within two semesters.
When Murong Xue asked, she only replied: "If it's too obvious, people will inevitably gossip about me behind my back. Besides, this can also be seen as the result of your support, Auntie."
So Murong Xue became even more satisfied with her and felt that she was a child who understood the ways of the world.
After the high school entrance examination, Murong Xue helped Wang Xiaocao change her name from "Xiaocao" which means helpless, to "Ying" which means smart.
Of course Wang Ying didn't like the name "Xiao Cao", but the names of everyone in the orphanage were all casually given by the director when registering the files, and she had no way to change it.
The problem is, she actually doesn’t like the name “Wang Ying”.
When Murong Xue asked her what name she wanted to change to, she said she wanted to be called "Wang Ying".
She didn't want to be a blade of grass that crawled on the ground and bent when the wind blew. She wanted to fly high and make the vast sky her territory.
After listening to her, Murong Xue praised her for her ambition. However, she said the next second, "But this name is too sharp. Let's call her Wang Ying, Ying for smart."
Wang Ying didn't say much at the time, but just smiled at Murong Xue: "Okay, Auntie."
So, her name was decided.
In her heart, she was still an eagle, just in shackles.
Although Wang Ying now has quite a bit of savings thanks to the more than 60,000 yuan she invested, she still works part-time during the summer vacation.
She has been helping out in this small shop since elementary school. The owner at that time was a grandmother.
One day, when she was hiding from the rain at the door of a store, she was sneezing due to the cold, and her grandmother stuffed her with an old cotton-padded jacket and a freshly fried shredded radish pancake.
After that day, Wang Ying would come to help the owner’s grandmother clean the store and help maintain order when there were many people. The grandmother would then give her the leftover snacks.
Later, grandma passed away, and her daughter divorced and came back from another place, and set up a small shop with her child.
Wang Ying was in junior high school at that time, so she only came to help during the winter and summer vacations and received a symbolic amount of compensation.
It was a sunny day today, but it suddenly started to rain heavily in the afternoon.
Everyone was running hurriedly on the road, while Wang Ying was sitting in the store, looking at the rain curtain under the eaves and yawning lazily.
The son of the current store owner, Aunt Zhang, sat opposite Wang Ying, grabbing the building blocks and piling them up into a small hill. He even stuffed the blocks into his mouth when Wang Ying wasn't paying attention.
When Wang Ying was trying to stop him for the third time, she heard the sound of the store door being opened.
She turned her head and shouted "Welcome", and then saw a girl about her age standing at the door.
The rain came suddenly and the wind was strong. Even though the girl held an umbrella, there were still many water marks on her trouser legs and sleeves.
The water droplets dripping from the folding umbrella almost formed a line. She shook the umbrella again and again before leaning it against the wall outside the door. She also stomped her feet on the mat at the door before walking in.
"What would you like to eat?" Wang Ying said, handing over a pack of tissues.
The owner's grandmother originally opened a snack bar, selling rice balls and soy milk in the morning and various fried pies in the afternoon, and her business catered to students.
After Aunt Zhang took over, she turned the business into a fried chicken shop. She also set up a drinks cabinet and sold some drinks. Business was pretty good.
Murong Tianjiao took the tissue and said "thank you" before looking at the menu posted in the store: "I want one... um, boneless fried chicken, with garlic soy sauce. Oh, and no rice cake."
"Okay, do you want to eat here or take away?" Wang Ying asked again.
"Let's eat here." Murong Tianjiao found a seat against the wall and sat down.
Aunt Zhang was out at the moment, but Wang Ying had been working for so long that she had already learned how to make it. She walked to the counter and started frying boneless fried chicken.
During the break, Wang Ying looked up at Murong Tianjiao.
Perhaps because he was too nervous, Murong Tianjiao was not like other guests who would look at their phone while waiting.
Wang Ying withdrew her gaze and continued to concentrate on the fried chicken in the pan.
The daughter and mother look nothing alike.
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