After transmigrating into the body of a widow, I became the richest man in the capital.

Chapter 430 Su Xiaoxiao decides to donate to the school
"Well, Mom, I'm off now!"

Su Xiaoxiao turned and walked out the door. Before leaving, she smiled and said to Old Madam Wang and Su Xiuer, "Being a fox spirit is not easy. There was a Su Daji by King Zhou's side before, who was a fox spirit in disguise. She was as beautiful as a fairy. I wish I could become her!"

Upon hearing this, Su Xiuer's face flushed red. It turned out that Su Xiaoxiao had overheard the conversation between the mother and daughter.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't say anything more, turned around and left gracefully. She wouldn't waste her time on useless people, and it wasn't worth getting angry with them.

However, Su Xiuer seemed quite angry. She especially felt that Su Xiaoxiao's gaze seemed to be mocking her. What was she mocking her for?

Su Xiuer always felt like Su Xiaoxiao had some kind of leverage over her, and that feeling was really unpleasant.

On her way home from the Su family's old house, Su Xiaoxiao thought to herself, "There are all kinds of people in this world. Some are kind and generous, some have twisted and awkward personalities, and some have hearts that seem as hard as stone. No matter what you do, you can't move their hearts."

However, Su Xiaoxiao had already given up. People with personalities like Su Xiuer and Old Madam Wang would suffer sooner or later.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and walked briskly towards home. It was already sunset. Looking at the evening glow on the horizon, she couldn't help but sigh, "It's still the unpolluted rural scenery that I yearn for."

A person who created countless wonderful animated films once said, "If I die, I will never see such a beautiful sunset again."

Even in his eighties, he continues to create beautiful things for the world, resolutely telling people not to give up easily, that beauty still exists in life. But how long has it been since you, living in the city, truly watched a sunset? In a city rife with pollution and chaos, how long has it been since you saw such a beautiful sunset? Feeling increasingly hopeless and exhausted, Su Xiaoxiao thought how fortunate she was to have traveled back to ancient times; even without a cell phone, she wouldn't lose her zest for life.

But what have cell phones really given us? All that chaotic and confusing information, all that so-called humor and emotion? Excitement and thrill—it's all just an empty promise.

I have nothing. I really wish I could go back to life more than 20 years ago, or the 80s or 90s.

Fortunately, Su Xiaoxiao witnessed the scene of the sunset in the countryside hundreds of years ago. The beauty of that moment at sunset was something she saw with her own eyes, not something she needed to see through someone else's phone.

So stop using your phone to spy on the world. Use your own eyes to see. If you keep using your phone, you won't be able to see anything with your eyes.

Indeed, there are many beautiful sights in the world that we may never see in our lifetime. But what good is seeing them through photos taken by others? They don't belong to us anyway, so it's better not to even look at them.

When Su Xiaoxiao returned home, it was already evening. She found that Su Ping'an was not at home. "Huh, where did he go?"

Su Xiaoxiao spent half an hour preparing dinner and waiting for Su Pingan. She waited for about an hour, and the food had gone cold, but there was still no sign of Su Pingan.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when Su Ping'an excitedly returned home. This was the first time Su Ping'an hadn't been home, which Su Xiaoxiao found quite strange. Usually, Su Xiaoxiao was the one running around outside, while Su Ping'an preferred to stay at home, since he needed to study there.

Su Xiaoxiao noticed that Su Ping'an's face was covered in sweat, and this time she was quite surprised. "What happened to you? You look like you've been traveling all day."

As soon as Su Ping'an entered the house, he excitedly grabbed Su Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Didn't you previously say you wanted Mr. Li to set up a private school in our village? After much effort on my part, Mr. Li has finally agreed!"

"Really?" Su Xiaoxiao also seemed very excited. She stood up happily and asked Su Ping'an.

"How did you persuade him? I wanted to try, but I didn't have a good reason. I was afraid Mr. Li would be unhappy, and he wouldn't agree!"

Su Pingan, feigning great confidence, said to Su Xiaoxiao with a touch of arrogance, "I didn't say anything else, I just brought it up directly. I could see Mr. Li's hesitation. But I said I would play chess with him from now on, and if he agrees, I'd play eight games with him a day!"

Su Xiaoxiao also knew Mr. Li; he didn't have any other hobbies and was just a terrible chess player.

He also likes to have a little wine, but Su Ping'an can accompany him in these matters, after all, he is Su Ping'an's master, and one is a master for a day.

Su Ping'an valued his master very much. Although he agreed to the terms on these conditions, it was because he sincerely wanted to get along well with his master and be filial to him. Naturally, he fully satisfied the conditions proposed by his master.

Su Pingan also said that he had discussed it with Mr. Li and the ancestral hall would be located in an open space next to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. The area was also relatively quiet and suitable for studying.

Once the school is built there, we'll be able to hear the students reading aloud from inside. Just thinking about it makes me feel wonderful.

Su Xiaoxiao attaches great importance to reading, and judging from her attitude towards Su Ping'an, she strongly supports Su Ping'an's desire to study.

However, building a school requires money. Putting aside the issue of Mr. Li's salary, the key question is: who will pay for the school this time?
Su Xiaoxiao's concern for Su Ping'an interrupted him directly.

"I'll pay!"

"You don't need to worry about this!"

Su Xiaoxiao said this.

“I can pay this money. After the school starts operating, there will be expenses for recruiting students, which can be used as part of Mr. Li’s salary.”

What is compensation?

Su Ping'an was in trouble again. He thought he hadn't read carefully enough and hadn't understood the meaning of the two words Su Xiaoxiao said.

"Oh, the salary is the compensation given to Mr. Li."

Su Ping'an said "Oh," and then asked, "So, are you going to donate money for building this school? Xiaoxiao, are you doing this purely voluntary good deed?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled at Su Ping'an.

“I’m doing good deeds to emulate Lei Feng. Besides, it takes ten years to grow a tree, but a hundred years to cultivate a person. It’s more important than anything else for these children in the village to be able to study hard and become useful people in the future. Moreover, donating money to build a school doesn’t necessarily require much money.”

Su Ping'an was overjoyed. "Okay, Xiaoxiao, you're such a kind person. On behalf of all the children in the village who want to study like me, thank you, my great benefactor!"