If the original owner's parents persuaded him too much, he would even lose his temper, saying that they were disturbing his research, and he might even go on a hunger strike in protest.
Of course, he didn't really not eat, but he hid and secretly ate the snacks he bought. The original owner's parents loved him since he was a child. They held him in the palm of their hands and were afraid that they would crush him if they used too much force. Even though the original owner was no longer the good son or the genius son they imagined, the original owner's parents still loved this son who once made them extremely proud without regrets.
The money the original owner earned as a child, added up to maybe 200,000 or 300,000 yuan, but the money he asked his parents for during college to play games, spend money on in-game currency, buy luxury goods, and compete with others was more than that.
Originally, their family ran a breakfast shop, which supported the original owner's university studies in Yanjing. His life was not bad, but better than most. However, after this incident, most of the money was used to buy him games and luxury goods.
Running a breakfast shop is hard work, as you need to get up before dawn to prepare ingredients, but it is also done to give the original owner a better life and satisfy his vanity.
The original owner's father used to follow the original owner's mother and run a breakfast shop every day, which would last until around 2 p.m. before closing. Since the original owner went to college, they had to extend the opening hours of the breakfast shop and even took on a few odd jobs.
The original owner's parents had a child in their old age. When the original owner went to college, they were already in their fifties. Not only did they have to run a breakfast shop, but they also had to do many odd jobs. In just four years, they seemed to have aged fifteen years.
The original owner has been back home for 5 years, and now his parents are in their early sixties.
Because they work too hard, they look ten years older than their peers, and no one wants them to do odd jobs. Now the expenses of their family of three can only be covered by the breakfast shop they have run for decades.
In order to make more money, they get up before dawn to prepare ingredients, open the shop at 5 o'clock, and sell until 5 o'clock in the afternoon.
But even so, they never touched the original owner's bonuses.
"Old An, I'm back."
When Mr. and Mrs. An passed by their home, a neighbor greeted them.
The old couple's faces were covered with wrinkles and the vicissitudes of life.
"Yes. Have you eaten yet?"
The neighbors saw that the old couple was working so hard that they couldn't even straighten their backs, and their son was still staying in the house, and no one knew what he was doing every day.
He shook his head, but still couldn't help but persuade: "Old An, if you continue like this, it won't be a good idea. You two are not young anymore, and this breakfast shop is still open from morning to night. I'm afraid..." Something will happen sooner or later.
Father An shook his head and said, "It's okay. It's not hard. I've been doing this for decades and I'm used to it."
The neighbor shook his head and sighed. This was someone else's family affair and there was nothing he could do even if he couldn't stand it.
"You, please take good care of yourself."
The old couple naturally knew that their neighbor had good intentions, but they had no choice. If they didn't do it, who would?
Neither of them has many relatives, and the closest person to them is this son.
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After returning home, An's mother habitually went to the kitchen to prepare the meal, and then knocked on An Jingzhi's door, asking him to come out for dinner.
"Jingzhi, are you hungry? Come out and eat, mom has prepared it."
Mother An's tone was a little cautious.
Sometimes when the original owner was playing games and was suddenly disturbed by someone, he would lose his temper with his closest family member, and that person would naturally be An's mother who came to call him for dinner.
The original owner would not understand that his parents had to get up at three or four o'clock before dawn and work hard. Not only were they busy running the breakfast shop, but they also had to take care of his breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Moreover, if he was asked to eat food from a breakfast shop, he would get angry, so he had to prepare three dishes and one soup, one meat and two vegetables for every meal.
Sometimes the original owner's parents were so busy that they could only eat a bun to fill their stomachs, and they still had to take time to come back and prepare three fresh dishes and a soup for him, one meat and two vegetables.
After hearing the knock on the door, An Jingzhi walked from the window to the door and opened it.
Mother An's hand was still raised, and just as she was about to knock down, she didn't expect the door to open so quickly.
She smiled ingratiatingly, "Aren't you busy today?"
An Jingzhi looked at his mother, who was so humble in front of him as a parent, and shook his head secretly.
"Um."
An Jingzhi's one word made An's mother happy for a long time.
At the dinner table, he kept urging him to eat more. His tired and weak body suddenly became full of strength when he saw his son eating with relish.
"You guys should eat too, why are you just watching me eat alone?"
After eating for a while, An Jingzhi realized that they both had the same expression. She looked at him lovingly while eating, but she didn't take many bites from her own bowl.
"Okay, okay, Mom will eat. Lao An, come on, eat more, otherwise your body won't be able to handle it."
Mother An was a little happy, but also a little flustered. How many years had it been since her son had spoken to them so nicely?
An's mother couldn't remember.
"Okay. Let's eat." Father An felt a little embarrassed. He rubbed his hands and lowered his head to eat.
An Jingzhi couldn't bear to see this, so he put a few slices of meat into the old couple's bowls.
This time the old couple were really surprised.
Father An weighed his words, looked at Mother An hesitantly, and then said to An Jingzhi, "Jingzhi, are you, are you short of money again?"
Every time their son wanted to ask them for money, they would always give them a friendly look, but also a rather stiff attitude. It was never like today. Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes were very gentle.
Father An still has some understanding of his son.
An Jingzhi shook his head. He was indeed short of money, but after selling the equipment the original owner had spent money on in the game, he would have enough money.
"I'm not short of money. It's just that the research project I told you about recently has made some progress, and I'm happy."
An's father and mother had no idea what the original owner was researching, and she always used some high-sounding terms to fool the old couple.
But no matter what outsiders say, the old couple still firmly believes that their son is doing research. They can only firmly believe that their son is indeed doing research, otherwise they don’t know how to support them.
Perhaps they knew in their hearts that their son was a waste, but they were unwilling to believe it.
Otherwise, why would they work so hard from dawn to dusk to make money? Isn't it just to save enough money for their son to continue living a stable life after the old couple passed away?
The old couple looked at each other, with some hesitation and expectation in their eyes.
"That's good, that's good, Jingzhi, if you need any money, just tell dad."
An Jingzhi naturally saw the struggle in their eyes.
I can only sigh and lament the pity of parents in the world.
In the previous life, the old couple finally passed away. It was raining heavily on the day of their death. They wanted to ask their son to come out and help them push the breakfast stall, but the original owner was angry that the heavy rain affected the network, affecting his gaming and causing him to lose, so he ignored them.
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