Wang Zhenghai was a little drunk.
It was not because he had drunk much, but because he had never shone as brilliantly as he did at this moment in this life.
His son had brought him this glory!
Many of Wang Zhenghai's colleagues were in their thirties or forties and had children of their own. Almost none of them failed to care deeply about their children's academic performance.
But how many of their children could earn their parents tens of thousands in scholarships?
Not a single one!
As a father, how could Wang Zhenghai not inspire envy—even jealousy?
After finally finishing lunch, Wang Chen's father hurriedly took Wang Chen away from the company cafeteria, where he had caused a minor sensation.
He could not keep showing off!
"You earned this through your own hard work, so keep it yourself."
Wang Zhenghai returned the envelope containing the scholarship money to Wang Chen. "Eat better food at school, buy some study materials and the like. Don't shortchange yourself. Your father can handle earning money for the family."
"Mm."
Wang Chen did not refuse. They were going back to his hometown anyway, so he could give some to his mother then.
Wang Zhenghai took him to the passenger transport center.
There was no train route from Muzhou to Wen County, so he had to take a coach bus. Fortunately, it was only an hour's journey.
Just before he got on the bus, Wang Zhenghai said one last thing: "Chen, you've grown up."
Yes, Wang Chen had grown up.
That afternoon, he returned to his home in Wen County.
The moment he opened the door and entered, Wang Chen spotted his mother busy in the kitchen. "Mom!"
"Chen!"
Wang's Mother immediately dropped the kitchen knife in her hand and ran over with a beaming