Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 104 Education is the foundation of a century-long plan!
"Teacher Yan, you're being a bit dishonest. You clearly earn a decent salary every month, yet you insist on telling me you work yourself to death for only 27 yuan. What's the matter? Are you afraid I'll borrow money from you?"

This is a bit harsh.

This was especially true for the third uncle, who had always revered Ximen Lang as a living ancestor and was afraid that if he mistreated this great god, his own financial resources would be damaged.

Therefore, when he met the God of Wealth, he directly expressed his dissatisfaction.

Immediately making how to appease the God of Wealth a top priority, the third uncle quickly explained.

"Brother Lang, you have to listen to me and let me explain this to you."

"Well, tell me how you explain it to me."

Seeing that Ximen Lang was willing to listen to his explanation without any hesitation or hiding anything, the third uncle said sincerely.

"That's what happened. Honestly, I feel a bit wronged. My ancestors were wealthy, but not by much. They just owned a small shop and a small courtyard house. They had some wealth, but they were definitely not wealthy."

"Isn't this good? Although it's not rich, it's peaceful and peaceful, without so many worries."

"It would be nice if you said so, but the problem is that the last few years have been tough! Look, first there was the warlords fighting each other, and that went on for decades."

"Then came the Japanese invasion, and once the city was occupied by the devils, it stayed there for several years. We finally drove the devils away, and thought we could finally have a few days of peace, but then the bald guy came again."

"First, they claimed we sold something to the Japanese and extorted a fortune from us. Then they brought out the gold yuan and forced us to exchange all our money for gold yuan notes that were worth less than toilet paper. If we didn't, we would be beheaded."

"There hasn't been a single day of peace these past few years. Before our army even entered the city, our family's small fortune had already been completely destroyed by them."

Even Ximen Lang couldn't help but shed tears for the tragic fate of the Third Uncle's family after hearing about this experience.

Patting the third uncle on the shoulder, Ximen Lang comforted him.

"Years of war and chaos, that's how it is. We ordinary people can't do anything about it. At least no one is hurt, the worst that can happen is we can start over."

"If that's the case, then it's nothing. I'm Yan Bugui. Although I'm not a truly capable man, I still have the integrity to make a living by my own ability without stealing or robbing."

"The thing is, wasn't the class status determined later? What a coincidence! The special card was given to us before our family was completely bankrupt. Others were hired farmers, but I'm a small business owner."

"My family is extremely poor, yet I was assigned this position. Tell me, isn't it unfair?"

It’s really hard to say.

Just like the Fugui family in the living, they were stuck before 46 and squandered all their wealth.

Do you think he was wronged?
The key point is that this topic is a bit sensitive and it is not easy to expand on it.

So, after a few symbolic words of comfort, Ximen Lang directly changed the subject.

"But what does what you said have to do with you lying to me?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you why below."

Then, he said what he was going to say next, and he really said it right away.

The third uncle continued.

"Didn't I just tell you that our family background isn't great, but our ancestors were indeed wealthy. I'm afraid someone will use this as an excuse to cause trouble for me."

"Plus, my family isn't rich. Well, I might as well just start pretending to be poor every day."

"Besides, I really didn't mean to lie to you. Look, I even dared to tell you something so taboo, so why would I lie to you?" "It was really an unfortunate coincidence that you asked me that day. You had just arrived at our hospital, and I wasn't very familiar with you. I just said it out of the blue."

In order to prevent Ximen Lang from having a grudge against him, the third uncle really tried his best this time.

Ming Mingling and Hao Pingchuan were clearly beside him, but in order to explain the matter clearly, the third uncle still brought up these old things and told them again without reservation.

Ximen Lang felt quite embarrassed.

"Hey, why am I bothering about this? Look at what a mess this is."

Then, Ximen Lang, feeling really embarrassed, began to find his way back.

"I really think it's unacceptable for you to live like that. If you really don't have much, then you can just be a little more frugal."

"But there's clearly something there, and you're eating pickles by the root and counting peanuts by the piece. The key is that you and your son calculated everything so clearly. I'm really worried that you're being too ruthless and that they'll follow your example and lose this little bit of family affection. What do you think?"

"what do you mean"

"That's right, that's what you meant! Are you planning to let your Jie Cheng stay at home all the time and not go to school?"

"How is that possible? I can't support him for nothing. After this period is over, he will definitely have to go out and find a job. Then he will have to pay for rent, utilities, meals, and Ruihua and my retirement money. None of these can be lacking!"

Seeing that the Third Uncle tasted like this, Ximen Lang couldn't believe it.

"It's just this little money, and you're asking him to go out and find a job?! And you're asking him to pay so much?! No, are you still his biological father?! Your father treated you the same way back then, right?! Is this your family tradition?!"

The third uncle felt a little embarrassed, but he still insisted and was reluctant to give up that little money.

"Parents all over the world are so pitiful. As a father or a mother, who doesn't hope for the best for their children? I also want him to go to a technical secondary school, but he doesn't live up to his expectations."

Seeing that the third uncle was really hopeless, Ximen Lang, who really couldn't bear to see a teenager drop out of school due to the current education system, gradually raised his voice.

"If he can't get into technical secondary school, can he get into high school? Don't tell me that your son is such a failure that even high school doesn't want him! And don't tell me that you don't have the money to support him!"

"If you really have the nerve to say that, that's fine. You don't have it? I do! If you don't, I will! Will this allow Jie Cheng to go to school?"

The third uncle was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he quickly begged Ximen Lang for mercy.

"Stop talking, Brother Lang, stop talking. I have money. The money you gave me alone is enough for me to provide two and have some left over. I have money and can afford it. I'm just used to being frugal and I don't want to spend it."

Seeing that the Third Uncle finally realized the crux of the problem, Ximen Lang's tone softened.

"Of course, I'm not saying I have to embarrass you. The point is, at Jie Cheng's age, even if he only has a junior high school education, he can't find a decent job. I don't want you to ruin Jie Cheng's life by being stingy."

After much persuasion, the third uncle finally gave up the idea of ​​letting Jie Cheng drop out of school, and saved another lost lamb.

It seems that Ximen Lang really attaches great importance to education. So do Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng.

It seemed like he caught something, Bai Ling asked curiously.

"You attach so much importance to education?"

"Nonsense! Education is the foundation of a century-long plan! If we don't prioritize this, what else can we prioritize?!"

(End of this chapter)