Is it true that you're not planning to go to university?
Seeing the changes in Grandma Xu's expression, Xu An guessed what she was thinking and reached out to hold her hand.
"Grandma, I made the decision not to go to university after careful consideration. It wasn't just because of my family or because I felt that my family couldn't do without me. You don't need to feel guilty or think that you're a burden to me."
To ease the tense, almost frozen atmosphere, Xu An pretended to be relaxed and continued speaking.
“My college entrance exam scores weren’t high, and I couldn’t get into any of the good schools or majors, so I might as well start earning money sooner. Besides, if this business doesn’t work out, I can go back and retake the exam.”
Grandma Xu looked at Xu An for a long time before finally nodding: "Since you've made up your mind, then so be it. This family is now in your hands; you'll be in charge from now on."
Grandma Xu then began to tell Xu An about the family's annual income and savings, recounting everything in detail.
After listening to Xu An, he felt that his decision not to go to university was very correct, as his family's stable income was only the annual rent from their farmland.
The vegetable garden's annual income is only five thousand, which is extremely unstable. It also requires a lot of effort and money, and the net profit is less than half.
With an annual income of just over six thousand, the daily expenses of an elderly person and two young children must be covered, and the daily life of a college student must also be supported. No matter how the funds are allocated, there will be a huge shortfall.
Suddenly, Xu An understood why Grandma Xu had agreed to send Xu Kang and Xu Le to her aunt's house in her previous life. It was because the income of just over six thousand yuan was really not enough to support a family.
After explaining everything about the family situation, Grandma Xu showed a relieved expression, took Xu An's hand in return, and patted it gently.
After Xu An left, Grandma Xu suddenly remembered what Xu An had just said—to help collect payments at the store. Two blushes suddenly appeared on her wrinkled face, and she muttered to herself, "How could an old woman like me do this?"
Although he was verbally refusing, his eyes were fixed on the old wooden box in the corner of the bedroom.
Inside the wooden box, besides clothes, was an old abacus, worn smooth and shiny from years of use; it was Grandma Xu's most cherished possession.
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