ocean-life Chapter 133 The Idea of Making Money
Chapter 133 The Idea of Making Money
As the sun sets, the afterglow of the evening glow spills onto the path.
"elder brother!"
A clear shout broke the silence.
During the long Golden Week holiday, Su Hao finally got to go home.
In the distance, just as Su Hao's figure appeared at the intersection, a petite figure rushed out of the yard like a fawn.
Su Hui jogged along, creating a gust of wind, and with a sudden leap, landed squarely in Su Hao's arms.
"Ha ha!"
Su Hao immediately broke into a bright smile, and with a burst of strength, effortlessly lifted Su Hui's petite and lithe body high above his head.
"Giggle giggle—"
The weightlessness, as if flying in the sky, made Su Hui dance with joy in mid-air, her silvery laughter echoing in the air.
"You've been waiting for me here all this time?"
Su Hao put her down and affectionately rubbed her head.
"Mmm!" Su Hui nodded vigorously, her big eyes sparkling.
"Didn't you say you'd be back today?! I haven't even watched any cartoons; I've been staring at the intersection the whole time!"
After saying that, Su Hui tightly gripped her brother's large hand and skipped and jumped into the house like a happy little sparrow.
"Dad! Mom! My brother's back!"
With that shout, the once quiet room was instantly filled with cheerful laughter and lively chatter.
Stripped of his genius persona, Su Hao is just an ordinary older brother and son.
He played with his younger sister in the yard for a long time.
Then, holding her hand, they went to the vegetable garden in the backyard and picked two round pumpkins.
At dinner, Su Hui was probably overjoyed and turned into a rice-eating queen, eating a lot of meat.
After eating and drinking her fill, she numbly shook her little head, and before long, she fell asleep sweetly next to her brother.
"This girl."
Su Zhe, the father, shook his head helplessly, put down his chopsticks, and carefully picked up Su Hui with loving eyes.
"Look at her, she was so excited when she saw you, her brother, come back that she was practically jumping and hopping around.
As a result, the battery ran out, and I fell asleep so quickly.
Su Hui, who was sleeping soundly in my arms, had a satisfied smile on her rosy little face and was smacking her lips, probably dreaming about something delicious.
Su Hao turned to his mother and asked softly, "Mom, has Su Hui been doing well at school lately?"
Lin Wan, the mother, put down her chopsticks, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly chuckled softly.
"Your sister is unpredictable, like a sudden storm."
Didn't you always say you wanted to be like me and become a great mathematician?
But recently, for some reason, he suddenly changed his mind and said he wants to be a doctor in the future.
"Become a doctor? So suddenly?" Su Hao was slightly taken aback.
"It wasn't exactly sudden," Lin Wan sighed, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes.
"It was only after we visited you when you were hospitalized last time that she changed her mind."
I guess seeing you collapsed in the hospital bed and it probably triggered something.
She came back and immediately started saying she wanted to study medicine, saying she wanted to take good care of her brother in the future.
Upon hearing this, Su Hao's heart clenched.
Recalling the time I fainted from exhaustion due to over-analysis, I still feel guilty.
"I'm sorry, Mom." Su Hao lowered his head. "Last time... I made you worry."
"Why are you saying these things as a family? Just keep it to yourself."
Hao Hao, we don't ask you to be rich and powerful.
"As long as you take things easy in the future and don't work so recklessly, we'll be thankful."
Lin Wan glared at him reproachfully.
Su Hao nodded, chewing his food, and pondered his sister's dream of "wanting to be a doctor."
In terms of grades, that's obviously not a problem.
Su Hui is a very smart girl. With her talent, even if she were placed in the top class of a top school, she would definitely outshine a large number of the top students.
Even if she does have a weakness in any subject, with my personal tutoring, I can guarantee she'll have a smooth ride!
So, all that's left is one very real problem.
money.
Even if Su Hui really gets into a top medical school, her parents will definitely grit their teeth and say it doesn't matter, they'll sell everything they own to support her.
But Su Hao knew in his heart:
With only his father's meager salary, which would keep them from starving but also prevent them from getting rich, the prospect of supporting the tuition and living expenses for a medical school program that typically lasts several years and includes a bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degree would be an insurmountable burden.
To explore the deepest secrets of the universe and to reach the pinnacle of scholarship is indeed a great undertaking.
However, protecting the peace and happiness of this small family holds an equally unshakable weight in Su Hao's heart.
He began to think about how to save enough money for his family before his sister went to university.
Soon, countless ideas for making money flashed through Su Hao's mind.
But after only half a second, he sighed listlessly and shook his head inwardly.
"No...this won't work."
All business ideas are subject to a barrier called "age".
Although his brain already contained enough knowledge to be a father figure to university professors, he was still not yet fourteen years old.
Yes, fourteen years old.
At this age, when even going to an internet cafe gets you chased away with a broom by the owner, it's unthinkable to not have a guardian to protect you...
Let alone registering a technology company destined to change the world at the business bureau, he would even be politely asked to leave by a security guard with a smile if he tried to open a basic savings account at a bank.
For a genius who has the ability to easily dominate the business world, this situation of not even being able to leave the beginner's village is truly despairing.
Su Hao silently put down his chopsticks, his gaze passing over the rising steam of the food, and quietly watching his parents sitting opposite him.
What comes into view are my father's rough hands, calloused from years of hard work, and my mother's simple clothes, faded from washing and worn for who knows how many years.
This family, even if you rack your brains for the most insincere pleasantries, would absolutely not be associated with the word "wealthy".
But what's amazing is that, from childhood to adulthood, Su Hao has never had the slightest concept of "poverty" under this tiny roof.
The obscure and weighty books he wanted to read, even if they were no longer available on the market, could be found if he spent more time...
Eventually, just like completing an epic monster-slaying quest, Dad will be shoved into his arms one evening, looking disheveled but full of pride.
He casually mentioned something he wanted to eat, and no matter how difficult it was to prepare, the dish would be served steaming hot within three days.
No matter how tight life was, his parents always kept the family running smoothly with their own flesh and blood, supporting him with an unreasonable love, never letting him feel even the slightest lack.
The wrinkles at the corners of our parents' eyes may well originate from this.
Su Hao's Adam's apple bobbed, unable to bring himself to say the words that were swirling in his mind: "Mom and Dad, I want to make money."
If he were to say this out loud, would his parents pat him on the shoulder and praise him for being sensible?
Will he show that satisfied smile often seen in TV dramas?
Absolutely not.
They will surely blame themselves frantically and grieve in the dead of night.
They blamed everything on their own incompetence and weakness as parents, which forced their precious son, who should have been focused on his studies, to shoulder the burdens of life far too early.
"Forget it, I'll handle this myself without bothering them."
Su Hao made up his mind in secret.
After all, his younger sister Su Hui, who is still running around, won't be taking the college entrance exam for at least ten years. He has plenty of time.
"Mom, this dish is delicious."
Seeing that her usually silent, genius son, who always ate quietly like a taciturn gourd at the dinner table, was actually praising her cooking skills today, she was surprised for the first time.
Lin Wan, the mother, was stunned for a moment, then the fine lines at the corners of her eyes smoothed out, and a bright smile bloomed on her face.
"Right? I told you this food was fresh and tasted delicious!" Lin Wan beamed from ear to ear, keeping piling food into Su Hao's bowl.
"It tastes much better than the food cooked in those big pots at your school cafeteria, right?"
"Yeah, there's no comparison at all."
Su Hao smiled, picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, and put it into his mouth.
The rich and authentic aroma of the dish exploded on the palate, and the slight tingling sensation from the crushed chili peppers, which stimulated the release of dopamine, was just right.
It's a taste I've been eating for over a decade, a taste I know all too well...
But this long-awaited home-cooked meal, brimming with the warmth of everyday life, slid down my esophagus into my stomach, bringing an incredible warmth to the slightly chilly night.