After cursing, Tang Ningning knelt down and started to pick up the banknotes on the ground. After throwing away the money just now, she suddenly remembered that she actually didn't bring much money with her when she came out this time...
Even the original unlimited credit cards on his body were taken back by Tang Yu.
Before going abroad, Zhou Ning said that she would give her a fixed pocket money every month—about 1,000 Australian dollars. She has never had any idea about money, but now she calms down and thinks about it, 1,000 Australian dollars is about five or six thousand RMB! Not enough for her to buy a designer bag!
I really don't know how I got to where I am now. Obviously, her parents divorced, which was her dream...
While thinking, she walked to the gate of a courtyard and rang the doorbell. This address is the host family arranged for her by the school...
While waiting for the owner to open the door, she looked at the house and curled her lips in disdain: "It's so broken! Can people live in it? This house should have been demolished long ago!"
Originally, she planned to rent a mansion alone to enjoy it. Isn’t that how it’s shown on TV? International students drive luxury cars and live in luxury houses abroad.
But the fact is cruel, because she is a minor and must live in a homestay arranged by the school. Moreover, there are "homestayfather" and "homestaymother" in the host family—that is, her short-term guardian here.
Soon, the wooden door opened, and she finally saw her "father" and "mother". Wow, it turned out to be an Indian couple! And that Indian father, who looks very similar to the driver just now, doesn't look like a good guy at first glance!
They chattered in curry English, but she didn't understand a word. He could only look at their gestures and guess wildly, and followed them into the house.
The room was simpler than she had imagined—there were no decorations on the white walls, a few simple sofas and coffee tables, and a dining table.
She couldn't help but whispered again: "It's broken!" Compared with where she used to live, everything was broken!
The Indian couple stopped and looked back at her. Although they couldn't understand her words, they could see the contempt in her eyes.
Their faces immediately turned cold, and they led her to the door of her room, ignoring her no more.
"This can be considered a room!" Tang Ningning looked at the room with only one bed and one desk, and angrily kicked over the suitcases one after another.
By the time it was time for dinner, she was already so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back. Originally, I thought that I could have a meal with Indian flavors—such as curry rice and Indian flying cakes.
Unexpectedly, there was only a piece of dry and burnt pizza in front of her, and a bowl of thick soup that smelled a little strange.
"Is this frankly for people to eat!" Her eldest lady lost her temper again, she stood up and kicked the chair away, and swept the pizza on the table to the ground.
Both the Indian father and the Indian mother were very angry and cursed at her in curry English.
She angrily went back to the room and slammed the door. Lying on the simple bed, she touched her empty stomach, and couldn't help but took out her mobile phone to call Zhou Ning.
The moment the phone was connected, she couldn't help but shed tears, and more than half of her false eyelashes fell off.
"Mom, I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go back to my country..."
"No! You have to stay there honestly!" Zhou Ning looked absent-minded, and then hurriedly hung up the phone. Behind her, a young man wrapped his arms around her waist...