73: Chapter 73 Healthy Daily Routine? Daily Routine for the Elderly!

Mother Zhao rolled her eyes at him:

"Who has money? You? What money do you have? You can't even afford your own wedding house. Save every penny you have for me, otherwise, who will ever be with you?"

Zhao Xiaoshuai didn't say much; he took out his phone and nonchalantly transferred three sums of 130,000 to his father's bank card.

It wasn't that his bronze card lacked funds, but he was afraid his parents wouldn't be able to handle it. If he transferred too much money, it would be even harder to explain, so he could only let them accept it gradually, bit by bit.

This wasn't like dealing with outsiders, where he could just make up some story about inheriting a legacy from a relative.

These were his own parents who knew him inside and out; they could probably even guess how many pairs of underwear he owned.

However, he clearly forgot one thing: his parents' familiarity with mobile phones wasn't that high, and they didn't often check the types of SMS notifications they received.

His smooth, impressive display failed, and he awkwardly looked at his oblivious father, only able to suggestively remind him: "Dad, your phone rang. Aren't you going to check it?"

"What's there to look at? It's all ads. It's not even the right time yet, and New Year's greetings aren't sent at this hour." Although he said that, Father Zhao still picked up his phone to check the notifications, and his eyes widened immediately.

"Xiao Shuai, why are you transferring so much money to me? Wait, no, where did you get this much money?"

Startled by Father Zhao's sudden outburst, Mother Zhao curiously leaned over to look. "Oh my, my eyesight isn't good. How many zeros is this? Three sums of 13,000?"

Father Zhao counted again, unsure. "What 13,000? Those are three notifications for 130,000 each. That's 390,000 in total!"

"Xiao Shuai, where did this money come from?"

Zhao Xiaoshuai explained: "Maybe my luck turned around after leaving that spendthrift woman, Chu Ziqing. I did some business with a friend these past few days and made quite a bit of money."

Father Zhao and Mother Zhao clearly couldn't understand or believe it.

In their understanding, it was impressive for a person to earn 10,000 yuan a month. Their son was just an ordinary worker; how could he earn so much money?

The elderly couple were never idle themselves; some worked as dormitory aunts at schools, and others occasionally guarded gates for acquaintances' factories.

But they only earned one or two thousand a month. They could manage to save up 39,000, but 390,000 was a number they dared not even imagine.

Moreover, they couldn't imagine what kind of business could make so much money in such a short time.

Besides, doing business required capital. Where would their son get the capital?

"Xiao Shuai, we mustn't do anything illegal!"

Just as he had anticipated, his parents knew his situation clearly and found it hard to accept the fact that he had suddenly become wealthy.

Winning the lottery would make the news, and it wouldn't be easy to make up; it would be too easy to expose. He could only push it towards a field they didn't understand.

"It's just some virtual currency, blockchain stuff. It's popular all over the world now. Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand."

"And I didn't just start recently; I've actually been doing it for a long time. It's just that I only cashed out and got the money recently."

"However, this stuff requires very professional people to do. If you see any ads or anything, you absolutely cannot touch them!"

Although he shifted the blame onto something currently so hot that even the elderly had heard of it, he couldn't actually scam his own parents, so he made sure to add a safeguard.

Even though he could afford to lose any amount of money, he would still have to work hard to buy back the peace of mind lost, right?

"That thing you mentioned, it sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it's a scam?"

"Right, most of them are scams. Only professionals can tell them apart and make money. For ordinary people, touching it is just a game of passing the parcel."

After a round of confusing misdirection, he finally managed to get his parents to believe him for the time being.

"Then how much money did you make? Even if you have money, you can't spend it recklessly. Your second uncle only needs to borrow 30,000; you don't need this much."

"Don't ask how much I earned; it's definitely enough to spend. Consider this money your pocket money. Don't go looking for part-time jobs anymore; I worry about you getting hurt. Our family has money now."

His mother was also stubborn and didn't buy it. "What do you mean by 'enough to spend'? If you earn more, you live a different lifestyle. Your dad and I are old and don't spend much. It's better to save it for you. In case you lose money in business someday, you'll have a safety net."

"Old Zhao, transfer all the money to me in a while. I don't trust keeping it with you."

Zhao Xiaoshuai had long known his mother's personality, which was the reason he never dared to buy things for the family too ostentatiously.

Before the New Year, he had already prepared to get his parents a new house, but considering their personalities, he planned to find a house with an ordinary exterior but convenient location and renovate the interior completely.

He had already entrusted this matter to someone when he bought the house for Meng Yawen. The location had been found, and the best appliances and facilities had been purchased, with the brand labels removed.

The renovation was already underway. Except for a one-day break during the Spring Festival, he had paid ten times the cost to have the workers rush the job.

When the time came, a house that looked plain and ordinary would be easier for his parents to accept.

Changing their mindset could only be done gradually; moving too fast would only make the elderly worry.

Zhao Xiaoshuai secretly gave his father a look and transferred another 130,000 to him on the sly.

After hurriedly eating a few dumplings, Zhao Xiaoshuai returned to his childhood bedroom to sleep. After all, the "Optimism and Confidence" task required consecutive check-ins, and breaking the streak meant starting over.

The elderly couple just assumed their son was tired from doing business outside and didn't mind, chatting idly while watching TV.

The elderly couple seemed to be in a good mood and weren't too affected by the incident of the "daughter-in-law" running away.

Often, money is the backbone of a family.

With money, indeed, there are many things one doesn't have to worry about.

People often say now that the New Year atmosphere is getting weaker.

A more intuitive manifestation is that fewer people set off fireworks and firecrackers on New Year's Eve.

Zhao Xiaoshuai still remembered his childhood, when from the evening until the early morning, he could hear a continuous stream of firecracker sounds.

Firecrackers, double-bangs, sky rockets, thunder crackers, and even some more expensive large fireworks.

Back then, the night sky was filled with the laughter of children, and the fireworks in the night sky often made people look up for a long time.

But now, there are only sporadic sounds of firecrackers; almost no one sets off fireworks anymore.

However, the benefit is that it doesn't affect his sleep much.

Before going to sleep, he remembered the itinerary Ling Rui had reported to him. She should be attending a banquet now, which was said to last until one o'clock in the morning.

He took out his phone, opened the toy app, selected a time just after twelve, set a command that would last for five minutes, and clicked transmit.

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The Xing Family's family banquet had come to an end. At this moment, Xing Tianjie pulled his sister aside, wanting to secure funding for his great revenge project tonight.

Although he thought he had come up with an excellent excuse, he wasn't sure if his sister would approve.

If he failed, he really wouldn't have the face to continue playing and would delete the game on the spot.

"Speak up, what's this sneaky business you're looking for me about?" Xing Huiqiong's aura was as powerful as ever, making Xing Tianjie swallow his saliva involuntarily.

"Sister, you'd say our family has been authentic, red-blooded Chinese for generations, right?"

"Yes, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"We Chinese shouldn't celebrate foreign holidays or follow the foreign calendar! We have our own calendar!"

Xing Huiqiong frowned, not knowing what kind of trouble this younger brother was trying to stir up again. "Cut the crap!"

"What I mean is, Sister, today is the Spring Festival; it already counts as next month."

Although he and his sister had made an agreement that he could only spend 100,000 on the game each month, they hadn't defined what a "month" meant.

Looking at her brother's confident expression, Xing Huiqiong processed it for a moment before realizing what he was asking for.

She smiled with satisfaction:

"Alright, Xiao Jie, you've actually made some progress, learning to find loopholes just to play a crappy game."

"Not bad, your reasoning holds up."

"This is also why, when we negotiate contracts with other companies, we have to scrutinize every word repeatedly and hold meetings to tug-of-war and compete."

"I hope you will always remember this incident in the future."