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Since An Yunhuai was born, this is the first time he has experienced this feeling of being pampered.
Although he knew very well that this kind of "favor" also contained an element of compensation for him over the past 18 years.
But this kind of family affection is something he has longed for for more than ten years and has not gotten it.
An Yunhuai lowered his eyes, but then he heard Su Nanzhi next to him say: "Huaihuai, our family is actually quite rich. In a few days, you and I will go and apply for an extra card. From now on, your pocket money will be It was transferred through your card.¡±
"No," An Yunhuai subconsciously refused, "I usually don't need money anywhere, so I really don't."
Su Nanzhi picked a fresh grape from the coffee table and threw it into her mouth. Her aunt bought it this morning, washed it and put it here.
She said: "I didn't give you the pocket money. My parents were afraid that they would have an accident and no one would be able to take care of me - and you, before you passed away, you made a will and allocated a certain amount of pocket money every month. Come here, it was just me before, but now you are here, so of course I have to make up for the pocket money."
An Yunhuai was speechless.
Pocket money given by mom and dad.
When he was very young, he did not have this concept, because at that time he almost lived in the hospital, and the director¡¯s mother did not dare to send him to an ordinary public school for fear that he would suddenly suffer from a disease attack.
No school dared to accept him.
An Yunhuai didn¡¯t start the first grade of elementary school until he was ten years old. At that time, he was already relatively tall and he stood out in the class.
He was even more incompatible with his classmates, and he didn't like to talk. He was in a state of isolation until the third grade, and occasionally listened to the classmates around him sharing his pocket money.
He didn't.
There is no pocket money and no parents.
By that time, Dean Yu had already contacted an organization and secured sponsorship. He had good grades and a big boss was willing to pay for his medical treatment, but he was still a very poor kid.
What¡¯s more, in school, isolation is different from campus bullying. No one bullies him, but everyone seems to be unable to see him, treating him as a transparent person, even though they are discussing him behind his back.
Some of the parents heard that there was a child with heart disease in the class. They were afraid that their children would be blackmailed if they played with him, so they tried their best to prevent their children from playing with him. He became a transparent person.
An Yunhuai didn¡¯t study in the second grade or the fifth grade. He skipped to the sixth grade and was hospitalized after halfway through it. He came back to take the exam for elementary school promotion to junior high school. He got the first place without any suspense and went to a good junior high school.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of the first semester of junior high school, he packed up his things and went to study in the third year of junior high school. After that, he took the high school entrance examination and went to Beijing No. 1 Middle School.
After his freshman year of high school, he had the title "Anshen".
Others are amazed by his results and admire his speed in solving problems.
An Yunhuai once thought when he was reading at night that this brain was probably the best thing his biological parents gave him.
It turns out it¡¯s more than that.
"The will made by our parents is actually like this," Su Nanzhi suddenly added. She said something An Yunhuai didn't expect, "They divided the property into two parts. If we can find you, we will Each person inherits one share. If not, after sixty years, your share of property will be donated to the welfare institution." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com