inspire-indiana Chapter 504 My Child Can't Be a Bad Student (Final Chapter)
Chapter 504 My Child Can't Be a Bad Student (Final Chapter)
The poor child had no idea that the moment he had this thought, he had already willingly walked into a trap, allowing his heartless parents to abuse him.
The black history keeps increasing and decreasing, like a loan shark that only pays interest and never actually decreases.
Tang Cheng has always been like a donkey with a carrot dangling in front of him, diligently and tirelessly running along the road of scientific research.
People will never understand why Tang Cheng's research always carries a sense of urgency, just as Tang Cheng will never understand why his parents could take their research to the next level when he had finally managed to catch up with theirs.
His mother said it was because of hard work, while his father said it was because of his intelligence.
Okay, okay, you two lovebirds are always traveling around instead of staying home. You think you're smarter and more hardworking than me, a single dog who's been toiling away in the lab for over a decade?
God is so unfair!
When others expressed this sentiment towards him, Tang Cheng expressed the same sentiment towards his parents.
He also spread his regret far and wide through the Young Scientists Award Ceremony.
People began to wonder about his parents, but could only find a few new achievements of his father's research company in a bunch of confusing messages from his mother and a large number of 404 errors.
Ling Yi kept her achievements hidden, wondering what her research project entailed.
spy?
Tang Muxiao smiled without saying a word. His company didn't need to advertise; customers would come to them. Just like in the real world, Norinco didn't advertise either, but who wouldn't say they were strong?
Netizens who only found a few clues began to wildly speculate and try to find evidence that Tang Cheng, this "second-generation scholar," committed academic fraud and lived off his parents.
Tang Cheng sneered at this, threw out a national project, and disappeared for several years.
When they reappeared, they had already become figures that the younger generation could only look up to.
This guy, who pushed biology forward a giant leap in the timeline, returned home surrounded by flowers, applause, and praise, only to be greeted by a cold door and his parents' insincere words: "Your mother and I went to a sanatorium. She's getting old and needs to take good care of her health."
His father's calligraphy, though still bold and powerful, inexplicably exuded an air of irritation.
Tang Cheng, who was nearing forty and still single, clenched his fists when he saw this note. He had decided to spend his life in love with biology.
You're even recuperating? And protecting your health?
Are there any people in this world your age whose bodies are less worn out than yours?
You won't even urge your child to get married!
He squeezed it so tightly it rattled, and through the creases he could see what seemed to be words on the back.
In an instant, a bad premonition rose in his heart.
He turned the paper over and placed it in front of him. His vision went black as he saw his mother's message: "The analysis of your research has been left in the study. Take a few days off and then look at it."
Looking at this short line of words, Tang Cheng felt a lump in his throat, and surprisingly, he felt the greatness of maternal love.
His mother wouldn't even hurt him immediately!
How can this not be love?
But the sword of Damocles hanging over his head made it difficult for him to even close his eyes, and he really refused to believe it!
His achievements were so perfect that the word "amazing" appeared more often than he ever reached the maximum level in Candy Crush. He was already tired of hearing it.
Are there any drawbacks?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Full of confidence, Tang Cheng strode into the study.
Today, he's going to make that couple spill all his dirty secrets!
He strode in with his head held high, and twenty hours later he came out in a panic, sporting dark circles under his eyes, and went back into the lab, summoning a group of research experts to lead them in exploring the mysteries of biology.
Ling Yi, who was feeding seagulls on the beach, looked up at the sky as if sensing something, and said with a sorrowful tone, "This child wouldn't be disobedient and insist on going to see what I left behind, would he?"
That's something so bad it's impossible to take a break just looking at it; her child mustn't let their head get clouded.
Tang Muxiao patted the bread crumbs off his hand and glanced at his wife, who showed no remorse whatsoever, with a half-smile.
Knowing that the child is disobedient, why leave such a note?
She clearly can't stand seeing him idle, so why doesn't she just say so?
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not the kind of bad dad who criticizes his kids anytime, anywhere. I'm very democratic."
The child took initiative; what does that have to do with her?
Tang Muxiao nodded in understanding; it turned out to be a sting operation.
Having always played the virtuous role, she naturally wanted to leave her child with the image of a gentle and loving mother.
After all, one bad person in a family is enough.
The villain Tang Muxiao shook his head, silently mourned for Tang Cheng for a second, and then opened a bag of bread-flavored Seagull pastries, saying casually, "Are we flying north to ski tomorrow?"
Although he couldn't travel abroad, the good thing was that his country spanned a large area from north to south, allowing him to have a great time.
Ling Yi immediately put the question aside and said with great interest, "Alright, I'll show you what the king of advanced tracks is all about!"
The poor forty-year-old was so easily forgotten by his parents after just a moment of mentioning him. He still clutched the documents left by his mother and wielded a small leather whip at himself and his subordinates, dedicating his life to scientific research.
As his mother inadvertently pointed out flaws in his research results, he persevered step by step until no one could question his achievements anymore, and academic awards were handed to him. At that time, his parents had finally accomplished a great feat.
At nearly eighty years old, he climbed the snow-capped mountain.
As Tang Cheng, who was abroad, recounted the influence his parents had on him with deep emotion and gritted teeth, the two people, separated by a huge time difference, were watching the sunrise, with golden light spreading across the snow-capped mountains.
Two no longer young bodies nestled together, feeling the cold wind and the blazing sun. Tang Muxiao suddenly spoke: "Mission accomplished."
Compared to the original timeline, where Tang Cheng's legacy guided the world forward.
A scientist who reaches the pinnacle of biology before the age of sixty and has at least another twenty or thirty years to dedicate to life will undoubtedly have a greater impact on the world.
They accomplished their mission brilliantly and also brilliantly brought their old friend to where he belonged.
Perhaps one day in the future, they will see him in their world and affectionately call their old friend, who has regained his memory, "eldest son."
Thinking about the possible scenarios that might occur in the future, the two smiled knowingly.
“We should consider leaving this world.” Ling Yi’s lips curled up slightly. “Before that, I will set up a museum that is only open to one person at a time.”
Tang Muxiao's eyes curved into a smile. No matter how much time had passed, she remained the same wicked yet vibrant person.
Being with her is never boring; there are always endless interesting new discoveries.
Their journey is far from over, and even more beautiful and wonderful scenery awaits them.
And they will be each other's most loyal travel companions.
(End of the article)