I'm a sophomore in college, what the heck is this "male god cultivation system"?

Chapter 95 Happy Learning
The atmosphere of the meal was neither good nor bad. Most of the topics were started by Uncle Deng Zheng, who boasted and bragged about how much money he had made this year and how awesome his social circle was.

From this perspective, Deng Na is clearly his biological daughter.

Chen Yan didn't have much patience to listen carefully to his uncle's boasting. He just ate his meal and answered some of his grandparents' questions.

Halfway through the meal, perhaps because Deng Zheng had drunk a little and was a bit tipsy, or perhaps because he was still fixated on not finishing high school, he started spouting his personal opinions again.

"If you ask me, what's the point of studying now? I only let my daughter Nana study for the experience. College graduates are worthless now."

Deng Zheng downed the drink in his glass in one gulp and shouted, "I can earn 10,000 to 20,000 a month driving a big truck. How many college graduates these days can earn more than 5,000 a month?"

Chen Yan always dismissed his uncle's "education is useless" theory as utter nonsense... Admittedly, academic qualifications are now devalued, but given two people, one with a bachelor's degree and the other with a high school diploma, the former is definitely more likely to find a job.

As for his uncle's boast of earning 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a month, Chen Yan didn't take it seriously at all... If the other party really had that kind of income, he wouldn't have had to borrow money from Chen Yan's maternal grandparents a few years ago when Deng Na switched to art.

They say it's a loan, but there's still no indication of when they'll pay it back.

Of course, Chen Yan had no interest in arguing with Deng Zheng. Let the other party say whatever they want; it had nothing to do with him anyway.

Unfortunately, he had tried his best to minimize his presence, but perhaps because he was the most educated person present, or perhaps because Deng Chen and his wife treated their grandson the best, Chen Yan ultimately became Deng Zheng's "target".

"Don't let Xiaoyan's current education fool you; I've seen it, and it's from a non-prestigious university. Even if she graduates, she won't be very competitive." Deng Zheng burped and continued:
"And I studied computer science. I asked my friend, and he said that this industry still requires self-study. The teachers teach things that are more than ten years old. Companies don't use this kind of thing at all now. Even if you find a job, you will be laid off when you are in your thirties."

Deng Zheng finished speaking, and then Chen Yan noticed that his mother's face had darkened.

Chen Yan knew exactly how protective his mother was of her children; if his uncle said just one more word, Deng Qian could make him lose face.

However, there are some things you still have to do yourself.

“Yes, Uncle, you’re absolutely right.” Chen Yan quickly clapped his hands and praised, “Your judgment is so accurate. If you had just had a chance back then, you would have become a dragon in the blink of an eye.”

"Yes, yes, no wonder you're a college student, that's a wise person indeed." Deng Zheng, flattered, said something that seemed a bit contradictory, and continued to boast, "If you ask me, I was just unlucky back then..."

Sitting to the side, Deng Qian's expression had changed from gloomy to strange. She knew her son all too well; he never tolerated being wronged, and he wouldn't change his nature so easily...

“Isn’t this the talk of happy education?” Chen Yan turned to Deng Jie, who was asking Tang Ping for a cell phone, and encouraged him, “Xiao Jie, your dad also said that studying is useless. After you graduate from junior high school, you won’t need to study anymore. You can drive a big truck with your dad and make a lot of money together.”

Most children of this age get excited when they hear the words "not studying," and Deng Jie is no exception.

Upon hearing Chen Yan's words, Deng Jie forgot all about asking his mother for his phone and immediately cheered:
“Okay, I won’t study, I’ll drive a truck.” As he spoke, Deng Jie waved his hands, “I don’t want to study anymore, I can drive a truck after I graduate from elementary school.”

"If you don't study, I'll break your legs!" Tang Ping was the kind of person who "can't let her child lose at the starting line." Hearing Deng Jie say he didn't want to study, she instantly flew into a rage, slapping the still-cheering child across the forehead, stunning him. Not content with hitting the child, she was equally furious with Chen Yan, who had instigated the conflict, and looked up, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse.

"Don't talk nonsense here, you're setting a bad example..."

She was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly noticed Deng Qian watching her from the corner of her eye, and she swallowed the rest of her sentence back.

She was really afraid of her sister-in-law. She remembered that in the first few years after she got married, she would have a fight every year during the Spring Festival because of her fiery personality. One year, she even had a fight with her sister-in-law.

Without saying much, the other party slapped her across the face, stunning her and extinguishing her arrogance.

As Deng Qian's career flourished and her financial strength increased over the next few years, Tang Ping became even less likely to cause trouble.

But having said half of it, Tang Ping couldn't take it back now, so she had to change her target and turn to look at Deng Zheng.

"Deng Zheng, let me tell you, I can tolerate your low-class job for the rest of your life, but if you dare to lead a child astray, I guarantee you won't have a single day of peace at home."

When his wife got serious, Deng Zheng's already low level of drunkenness almost completely dissipated, and he quickly begged for mercy, "Hey, hey, I was just saying, we definitely have to read this book."

"Just kidding. I think you've had a couple of ounces of horse piss and don't know who you are anymore."

Watching the couple argue, Chen Yan, who was the source of the conflict, was enjoying his pig's trotter soup while watching the drama unfold.

This pig's trotter soup is so delicious!
……

After a hearty meal, Chen Yan didn't rush back to the small living room, but continued to "enjoy" the second play.

The battle between the talkative husband and the irritating wife is over; now it's the turn of the bratty kid demanding his phone back and the mother hoping her son will become a dragon.

Perhaps convinced that he wouldn't be punished by his parents no matter how much he acted out in this situation, Deng Jie was now relentlessly persistent, displaying a "never give up until he hits a brick wall" attitude.

Of course, the gap in strength was still too great, and in the end, Deng Jie's actions ended in failure after Tang Ping said, "Don't force me to beat you up on this day."

But he didn't come away empty-handed; he managed to get ten yuan of pocket money from Tang Ping and then ran towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

When Chen Yan was very young, there was already a supply and marketing cooperative in the village. During the Spring Festival when he was a child, Chen Yan often went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy firecrackers. His favorite was the firecracker called "Steel Cannon". It was loud and powerful. When thrown into the river, it could splash a lot of water.

Of course, he no longer had the desire to set off firecrackers, so after having a good meal and witnessing the end of the second act, he returned to the small living room and continued playing on his phone.

(End of this chapter)