My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s Chapter 1126
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In response, Tang Xincheng simply shot his nephew a flat, unimpressed look.
“I’m far too busy; there’s no time to search for a woman,” he remarked. After all, his father already had two grandsons who had grown quite large.
The prospect of raising another child from infancy was a commitment he wasn’t sure he could handle again.
Besides, he was already looking toward retirement after spending years watching other people's grandchildren grow up. Why continue to slave away?
Now that his own grandchildren were grown, he felt his work was done. However, most people didn't take his actual age into account; while many in his position were in their sixties, he was only just over fifty.
He had simply married young and had children early, and his daughter had followed the same path. This was the only reason he was preparing to hand the massive family empire over to his nephew despite being only in his fifties.
His current schedule forced him to rise before the roosters, toil harder than an ox, eat worse than a pig, and stay awake later than a lady of the night.
Given such a grueling lifestyle, where could he possibly find the spare time to start a new family and have more children?
Finishing the last of his juice, he pulled out his wallet, extracted a thick wad of cash, and shoved it firmly into his nephew’s hands.
“Take this for your meals; I’m too swamped to look after you properly.”
“Uncle, how did you realize I was out of food money?”
Gu Yu accepted the bills greedily, quickly tucking them into his pocket.
He was indeed penniless, having funneled all his personal funds into subsidizing his Grandmother’s housing expenses.
He had considered asking his older brother for a loan, but his brother was also broke, having tied up every cent in an investment. Gu Yu had been on the verge of living off nothing but plain water.
Fortunately, his uncle always looked out for him.
Even without a formal count, he could tell it was several thousand yuan. It would be enough to sustain him until his stock investments paid out; then, his financial drought would finally end.
Tang Xincheng gave his nephew’s cheek a quick pinch. “I understand you all too well.
You’re just like the rest of our Tang Family—soft-spoken but far too kind-hearted.
Your mother didn't provide this much funding, did she?
You’ve been paying for everything out of your own pocket, haven't you?”
“Mm-hmm.”
Gu Yu gave an earnest nod of confirmation.
It was true; he had exhausted all the savings he had painstakingly gathered over the years. Although his family was wealthy, his parents kept a tight leash on his allowance, and most of his capital came from years of saving New Year’s red envelope money.
Losing his entire nest egg at once was painful, but he brushed it off; he would simply have to earn it back himself.
“In that case, come work for me.
Your Uncle will provide you with a proper salary,” Tang Xincheng proposed, affectionately patting the boy’s head.
In their household, children were never spoiled with handouts; money had to be earned through labor. He had earned his own spending money the same way, and the younger generation followed the same rule.
This discipline ensured they wouldn't turn into useless, spoiled second-generation heirs who did nothing but stir up trouble.
Gu Yu tried to smooth down his hair, looking slightly annoyed—a trait he shared with his mother.
He detested having his hair messed with, though he made an exception for his uncle. Since it was already ruined, he just kept patting it back into place.
Regarding the job offer, he replied,
“I can only really work at Mom’s hospital.”
He was a medical student, after all; the hospital was his only real option. Was he supposed to come here and haul bricks for a living?
“Fair enough,” Tang Xincheng laughed. “Once the school semester begins, I’ll gift you a laptop.
It’s a lightweight model from overseas, very easy to carry. I had to pull quite a few strings to acquire it.”
“Thank you, Uncle!”
Gu Yu beamed, pouring on the charm. “You truly are the greatest uncle in the whole world.”
Basking in the praise, Tang Xincheng couldn't help but rub his own face thoughtfully.
He sighed. With a nephew only five years his junior, why did he feel like he was aging at twice the speed?