Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 557 - 64: New Car Modification

Professor Zheng was still relentless.

"This is a matter of great importance for the nation and its people!"

"Can’t your Teacher Chu overcome a little difficulty?"

This way of thinking reflects the spirit of dedication to the country that many people today possess.

And they’ve truly managed to achieve this themselves, which is indeed admirable and respectable.

However, Little Xuan wasn’t the shy kid on the train anymore; he was Niuhulu—no, the clear-headed Xuan!

"Grandpa, Teacher Chu isn’t like you; if you make her eat poorly, she’ll make sure you can’t accomplish anything!"

Professor Zheng: ...

"Nonsense!"

He said angrily, "How can that mindset work?! The food at the institute is excellent! Besides, the subsidies and bonuses are high. If it weren’t for your grandpa working there, how could we ensure our clothing and food security, let alone raise you?"

Little Xuan finally let out a long sigh, unable to bear shattering Professor Zheng’s pride.

"Grandpa, for the past half month, I’ve been eating and staying—oh no, just eating—at Teacher Chu’s house. Every meal has meat, eggs, and some cooking oil. There’re also snacks."

"At home, you only let me go to the cafeteria for meals. You’re not raising me as well as Teacher Chu is!"

Professor Zheng: ...

...

He awkwardly touched his nose, changing the subject—

"Off topic, off topic."

"What we’re discussing now is how Teacher Chu should utilize her ability. Such a great talent! The country needs people like her, how can she waste it at home?"

"With a flick of her hand, she might save countless people!"

"Xuan, you don’t know, this time when Grandpa went out, I saw them risking their lives to complete tasks, and in my heart..."

He felt a lump in his throat: "I just wish I had that talent!"

"No, I have to submit a report! At worst, she’ll make demands! Once the report is filed, just transfer her there. Isn’t being a researcher better than being a daycare teacher?"

Little Xuan really didn’t want to dampen his naive grandpa’s spirits.

But what can he do; this is his dear grandpa.

He didn’t say much, just one sentence.

"Grandpa, do you know where Teacher Chu’s meat comes from?"

"Where does it come from?"

Professor Zheng was curious, why couldn’t he, with a higher salary, let Little Xuan eat meat every meal?

Not to mention Sui Feng’s house has so many children!

Little Xuan shouted, "Teacher Chu goes up the mountain to hunt herself. She’s strong; one punch for one pig."

Professor Zheng: ...

He remembered with fear the time at the train station when two strong lads couldn’t lift her luggage.

Little Xuan continued, "If she goes to the research lab, eats poorly, and isn’t satisfied, Teacher Chu certainly won’t hit people, but whether she’ll hit the equipment, I don’t know."

"Grandpa, do you have a lot of equipment parts?"

Do they have a lot?

Of course, they do!

But it depends on the situation. Some parts are made from scarce materials, and if one breaks, Professor Zheng would have to cry first before saying anything.

At this moment, he could only angrily say, "How can this be! This... this is wasting precious resources!"

...

Little Xuan savored tonight’s braised bacon, and at this moment, sincerely suggested:

"Either, Grandpa, you suggest your institute hire a new chef, daily serving fat chickens and ducks, meat at every meal, and make it delicious."

"Or... or just stop thinking about it."

"If you ask me, you’d be better off inviting Teacher Chu over now and then, laying out the stuff, putting the parts there, and preparing some snacks for her. If she’s happy eating, she might just help you solve it."

At this moment, Professor Zheng looked at himself, confidently speaking, and suddenly realized—

"Little Xuan, in the future, you must become a good man who contributes to the country and the people!"

"Money, honor, good food... these are all external possessions; the highest fulfillment comes from one’s spirit!"

Little Xuan looked at him with indescribable feelings, reaching into his pocket to pull out an egg to hand over.

Professor Zheng had grown accustomed to his grandson feeding him, and at this moment, he took the egg without hesitation, peeling the shell while slowly educating his grandson:

"Therefore, whatever you do, don’t just think about rewards and benefits; how much can one enjoy in a lifetime?"

"Think carefully, does what Grandpa says make sense? Oh, I’ve told you many times before, don’t always save eggs for me, you need to eat more to grow healthy..."

The research institute does provide eggs, one a day, but in these times, everything is tight, and the cook is afraid to use oil generously; they do work hard mentally indeed.