94: Chapter 94 Brother, you have to take me with you!

Does Shen Weiyue have money?

Absolutely not.

He'd only managed to fleece a bit of wool from Factory Director Huang last time, but ten thousand yuan wouldn't be enough to fix a damn thing when it came to the house.

Shen Weiyue hadn't even returned yet when he called his Uncle Zhou Jianguo in Shenzhen, saying he planned to renovate the house back home and asking him to help purchase building materials for a two-story plan.

At the time, Zhou Jianguo asked in shock, "Have your parents really saved up that much money over the years?"

"Yeah~"

Shen Weiyue hadn't answered directly at the time, only saying that it was enough to fix the house.

Now, looking back, he realized—ah, so that's where the real act was.

It was just to let Shen Guofang, this brother-in-law, come back and show off.

Zhou Jianguo watched Shen Guofang hold his head high, then watched him pretend to be troubled and sigh, saying with feigned reluctance, "Sigh, my son is great at everything, it's just that he's about to go to university and likes to run around outside; he's not very affectionate..."

"The Shen kid got into university? Which university?" Sure enough, someone couldn't help but chime in, which was exactly what Old Shen wanted.

He sighed again, regretfully saying, "He missed Qingbei University by just one point, so he only got into Jianghai University. Sigh, he'll just have to make do with that."

"What kind of university is Jianghai University?" Someone else continued to ask, and those in the know nearby exclaimed loudly,

"Jianghai University is a prestigious university, about the same as Nankai University. You know Nankai University, right? The one Premier Zhou attended..."

"Holy crap, the Shen kid is that amazing! Doesn't that mean he'll be a high-ranking official when he graduates?"

"That's right, graduates from prestigious universities are assigned jobs by the state. He'll be eating from the government's rice bowl from now on."

"That bastard Shen Guofang, he raised a good son. Cao Pi's timing was perfect, he deserves to be proud!"

People in the village were like that—crude and straightforward in their speech.

Shen Guofang showed no signs of embarrassment, though Luo Chunhong spat, her foul language unbearable to hear.

Shen Weiyue didn't interject.

Is fixing a house a big deal?

If I drive a G-Wagon back to my hometown in the future with a School Beauty girlfriend who is drop-dead gorgeous, wouldn't everyone be so envious they'd reach nirvana on the spot?

Heh, and "about the same as" those two universities—they're ten or so ranks apart.

According to the latest academic rankings, Jianghai University at this time was a tier above Nankai, but regardless of whether it was Jianghai or Nankai, you have to find your own job after graduation.

It's not like there aren't people from Qingbei selling pork. The platform is given to you, but whether you can achieve something depends on your own fate.

But what the hell would people in the countryside know? The beloved Premier attended that university, so if it can be mentioned in the same breath, it must be a good university.

The praises from the onlookers drifted over like raindrops, and Shen Guofang stood in the center of the stage, enjoying the intoxicating atmosphere.

As parents, if the children are successful, the father is successful.

This moment belonged to them, their highlight reel. Shen Weiyue watched his parents exchange pleasantries with a smile, not bothering to explain anything.

Even Zhou Xiaonan got some of the reflected glory and felt a bit lighter; if it weren't for Zhou Jianguo smacking him, he really would have thought he'd ascended to heaven.

After the envy and praise from the crowd had made its rounds, Shen Guofang started to go through the motions to get down to business.

He took out the high-quality cigarettes that Manager Zhang had given him upon parting and started handing them out one by one, saying as he distributed them,

"Neighbors, we'll need everyone's help with the house renovation. I'll provide two meals a day, with meat at every meal, and wages will be calculated afterwards..."

"Good, good, good. We'll definitely come to help with such a good thing." The villagers also replied with pleasantries, taking the cigarettes and opening their eyes wide to check the brand.

Whoa, Soft China—a brand they wouldn't even dare to touch when buying cigarettes.

Damn it, it really is damn it!

The little carp from the Old Shen family has leaped over the dragon gate. Who knows, he might need to help them out in the future, so they need to get on good terms.

After some pleasantries, everyone dispersed.

...

At night.

Aunt also came over from town. The family ate dinner together, and Zhou Xiaonan impatiently pulled Shen Weiyue aside, cupping his hands and kneeling on one knee,

"Brother, you have to take me with you!"

"Take you where? Aren't you that 'Ghost Fire' cool kid who believes 'a man has gold under his knees'? Where did you learn this 'sworn brothers' routine? Where did you pick up all this nonsense?"

Shen Weiyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Does this guy think he's Lu Bu? But I'm not Dong Zhuo, damn it!

Holding a halberd and killing his foster father—I can't accept this kind of grand gesture.

Zhou Xiaonan scratched his head sheepishly, "Brother, renovating this house costs tens of thousands. How did you get so much money in such a short time? Teach me!"

"About that..." The thought of grabbing him to be manual labor popped up in Shen Weiyue's mind again, and it became even more intense.

He looked next door; his Aunt, Uncle, and parents were still chatting. This was not the place for a deep conversation.

"There's an award policy in the county. Getting into Qingbei gets you a 100,000 reward, and getting into other prestigious universities has rewards too. My school is pretty good, so they gave me 50,000, and I used it all to fix the house."

"Holy crap, that much?"

"Yeah, 'there is a house of gold in books.' I told you before, but you wouldn't listen. If you put in the effort and get into a top-ten university, you can have it too."

"I'll have a hammer. I give up."

Upon hearing the threshold was so high, Zhou Xiaonan immediately lost heart, shaking his head and indicating he couldn't afford that kind of money.

Can't carry him; this generation of little cousin is completely impossible to carry.

"Little brother, I do have a big project here, but you'll have to wait until you get into university before I can take you."

"Can it make big money?"

"How much is 'big'?"

"Eight hundred a month."

"???"

Shen Weiyue looked at Zhou Xiaonan as if he were mentally disabled. He couldn't help but wonder if someone had dug up his grandfather's grave to raise such a narrow-minded Crouching Dragon.

"Here's what I'm thinking: if I go to university in the future, I'll play Fantasy Westward Journey every day. The game card costs ten yuan for twenty-four hours, which is three hundred a month, and buying some weapons and equipment will cost a few hundred more..."

Zhou Xiaonan calculated seriously, and Shen Weiyue's fists clenched just listening to him.

Forget it, forget it. This cousin is better off doing manual labor. Studying is indeed too high-level for him; he can't handle it.

"Forget it, Xiaonan. I'm not asking you to get into an undergraduate program. As long as you get into a vocational college, I'll take you on a project that earns at least ten thousand a month."

"Holy crap..."

"What's wrong? Zhou Xiaonan, what are you yelling about, you bastard? You're always shrieking all day long..."

Uncle was startled by his roar while chatting and came over holding a broom.

And so, that night, the little cousin received a sound beating, and Shen Weiyue could feel that Uncle was acting with some personal bias in his strikes.

"You little bastard, all you know is fooling around! Your brother got into a prestigious university and built a multi-story house for the family, and you're still howling while playing games."

"What? You want to do a project? If you just study hard and get into a university, it would be like burning high incense at your grandfather's grave. You don't even know what a hammer is, yet you want to do a project? You can't do a damn thing!"

"Where are you running to? Come here! Don't think that just because you're grown up, I can't hit you. Dare to move, and see what happens!"

Seeing Zhou Xiaonan being chased and beaten by Uncle, Shen Weiyue hurriedly came out to stop him, "Forget it, forget it, Uncle. You've had some drinks, don't get excited. My dad is calling you to keep drinking, you should go back."

"Little Yue, you should look after your brother more in the future. You two are the only brothers in the family. Uncle knows you have great ability..."

Uncle choked up as he spoke, and Shen Weiyue patted his chest to guarantee, "Don't worry, don't worry, I will definitely take care of him."

He's the only cousin he has; if he doesn't help him, who will?

After all, brotherly love runs deep.