Rebirth 08: A Happy Life Begins in Elementary School

The bus would stop every two hundred meters or so, and it took half an hour to reach the terminal. Li Zhao still had to walk another ten minutes to get home.

An old residential building built in the 1980s.

Commonly known as old, dilapidated, and small.

The only advantage is that it has a place at New Taipei No. 6 Elementary School, which is considered one of the top tier schools in New Taipei City.

Li Zhao carried a heavy schoolbag up the stairs, and was panting heavily when he reached the top floor.

This body is so weak, it needs some exercise.

Li Zhao took out his key and unlocked the door. As soon as he entered the house, he heard the sound of a bowl being smashed.

It wasn't the kind of sound of smashing a ceramic bowl on the ground, but rather the sound of several stacked bowls and plates being slammed heavily into the sink.

It's very skillful; the object won't break, but it makes a loud, undeniable noise.

This is to declare the anger of the person who performed the action.

That is, Li Zhao's mother, Zhou Xiaoyun.

A hardworking and capable woman, but with unrealistic ambitions.

"Dad, I'm home."

The man sitting on the sofa rubbing his temples was Li Zhao's father, Li Changlin.

One advantage is that he is down-to-earth; the disadvantage is that he is a self-important, traditional man.

Therefore, they had very high expectations for their future, but they couldn't set high standards for themselves, so they could only place these expectations on Li Zhao.

"Put your schoolbag away and call your mom for dinner."

Li Zhao went into the kitchen, where Zhou Xiaoyun was washing dishes with a dark expression. On the table was a simple meal of two dishes and a soup, which was obviously already a bit cold.

"Mom, I'm home."

Zhou Xiaoyun frowned, her face contorted with rage, and forced out a soft "hmm" from the bottom of her throat.

The small, fifty-square-meter home was filled with a tense, almost oppressive atmosphere.

Li Zhao was often troubled by this emotion in his previous life.

He did nothing wrong, so why should he bear this invisible pressure, unable to speak or remain silent?

This almost became the root of his internal conflicts when he was a child.

But things are different now.

In a second chance at a happy life, there is no option to unnecessarily bear the negative emotions of one's parents.

Li Zhao put down his schoolbag, opened the rice cooker and scooped out rice. "Mom, Dad told me to call you for dinner."

"What does he mean? He won't eat it himself?"

"He's in the living room, go ask him."

"Ask him." Zhou Xiaoyun wiped her hands, took the rice scoop from Li Zhao, and continued serving rice.

"Dad, Mom's asking if you're going to eat," Li Zhao said loudly as he sat down.

Li Changlin walked over looking constipated.

The two of them looked at Li Zhao simultaneously.

Doesn't my son usually just stay silent and lock himself in his room waiting for things to explode in this kind of situation...?

But the atmosphere at the dinner table remained suffocatingly tense.

Zhou Xiaoyun and Li Changlin ate their meal in silence, never glancing at each other, and even taking food from slightly different places.

Li Zhao seemed oblivious to the atmosphere, and ate his meal heartily.

They're growing and hungry.

"Son, I have something I want to tell you." Zhou Xiaoyun put down her chopsticks.

Li Zhao continued eating, "Okay, Mom, you go ahead."

"Your dad and I had a huge fight yesterday, and I'm still feeling terrible. We might have to get a divorce."

So that's what it was about.

Li Zhao remembered that in his previous life, he hadn't eaten much dinner that night. The two of them had a huge fight, and Zhou Xiaoyun took Li Zhao out for KFC. When they came back, she said she wanted a divorce.

Xiao Li Zhao was stunned. The next day, she went to see the class teacher, He Lin, with a heavy heart. As soon as she entered the office, she burst into tears.

As a result, he remembered his homeroom teacher's words for the rest of his life:

"Silly child, they can't possibly get a divorce."

Sure enough, a couple of days later, the two made up as if nothing had ever happened.

All that remained was the emotionally ravaged Xiao Li Zhao.

"Why?" Li Zhao asked.

This question left Zhou Xiaoyun, who was about to express her emotions, completely bewildered.

My son seems a bit off today.

"Because your dad wouldn't listen to advice yesterday and insisted on buying a batch of cabbages. I told him that the cabbages from that store were no good, but he still wanted them, and sure enough, half of them rotted."

"This is a problem with the supplier. Did Dad talk to him?"

Li Changlin felt a strange pressure and involuntarily replied, "Of course I contacted them, and they said they could compensate me."

"How much money did they ultimately lose on those few boxes of cabbage?"

Zhou Xiaoyun, who was about to express her emotions again, was blocked once more.

"The rotten vegetable supplier lost money, but it didn't affect the sale of good cabbages at all," Li Zhao continued.

Li Changlin also put down his chopsticks, and the couple frowned as they watched Li Zhao shovel rice into his bowl.

Zhou Xiaoyun suddenly became angry and felt compelled to vent her emotions. "Losing money is all that matters? Rotten cabbages are supposed to be good ones; we could have sold them all. We made less money, and you still blame your dad? We've been saving every penny..."

"Are all the good cabbages sold out?"

Zhou Xiaoyun was interrupted for the third time.

"No," Li Changlin replied.

"We haven't even sold half of these good cabbages, so what makes you think we can sell the rest?"

Zhou Xiaoyun finally realized that she couldn't win an argument with her son, and her mind went blank.

"Divorce is your business. If you're going to get a divorce because of this, there's nothing I can do as your son to advise you. You can only think about who you'll live with in the future."

In fact, Li Zhao had said these things before, but it was too late. By then, he was about to graduate from university, and the thoughts and habits of Li Zhou and his wife had long been deeply ingrained and difficult to change.

But right now he's just a primary school student.

Therefore, Zhou Xiaoyun's emotions were immediately overwhelmed by doubt.

"Son? What's wrong with you today?"

"Your mother and I didn't mean to abandon you, so don't overthink it," Li Changlin replied.

Li Zhao had just finished eating and got up to put his bowl into the sink.

"Mom and Dad, I'm not stupid. Kids have a lot of thoughts too. Your arguments are affecting me a lot. It's not like you can just say 'divorce' whenever you want and then pretend nothing happened after you make up."

Zhou Xiaoyun didn't know where to look, so she finally glanced at Li Changlin.

"Dad, it's pointless for me to explain all this. Mom, the food you made tonight was terrible. Also, I'm very sad."

After saying that, Li Zhao went back to his room, sighed, and closed the door.

Zhou Xiaoyun and Li Changlin were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

[Speak your mind and let your parents value you. Happiness +1, Total 12]

That's right.

Tonight, let Mom and Dad experience the agony of internal conflict.

Li Zhao sat at his desk, pulled out his homework, and finished it in no time, further confirming that he had no problem handling elementary school questions.

Then, we should focus our energy on how to make money.

In 08, a devastating snowstorm had just passed. Apart from the Spring Festival travel rush, Linjiang Province was not significantly affected, so Li Zhao's memory of it is vague.

In 2008, the Olympic Games were about to be held on August 8th, a grand event that brought joy to the whole country. Li Zhao remembers spending a very wonderful summer vacation because of it.

I still cherish those memories many years later.

In 08, a major earthquake struck, but unfortunately, Li Zhao couldn't change anything.

After being reborn, a clear thought remained in his mind—he could not prove to others that he was a reborn person.

It's their business if others have doubts, but it's absolutely unacceptable to deliberately expose yourself in order to change the timeline.

In 08, there was also a financial crisis.

finance……

Making money from money is definitely the right approach. The world in 08 is vastly different from the world a decade or so later, and it's not hard to imagine investments that could increase in value by tens or hundreds of times.

Short-term, medium-term, and long-term investments are all available.

Li Zhao thought for a moment. Both Moutai and Tencent had seen considerable gains, and there was also cryptocurrency, which was mentioned by anyone who had read urban rebirth novels. As long as he could find a way to invest some money at a low point, financial freedom would only take time to materialize.

Even in short-term trading, there are information gaps.

Therefore, it's quite shameful for reborn individuals to go to such lengths for money.

However, Li Zhao was still a primary school student, and persuading his family was extremely difficult. His family had been saving money to buy a house, and in his previous life, they had been saving all the way until after 2015 before finally buying the house while regretting it.

In 08, even online shopping was extremely complicated. Li Zhao didn't have a mobile phone or a computer at home, so even buying stocks was fraught with difficulties, let alone cryptocurrency.

More importantly, he doesn't even have a way to access information or research data.

We can't just wait until the 14 World Cup to bet on Germany beating Brazil 7-1, can we?

It's not entirely unreasonable for someone who is the most clueless and crazy person in the history of sports lottery to be scorned by millions of people as if he were the director.

As long as the operational issues can be resolved...

Li Zhao suddenly froze at his desk, then a smile quickly spread across his face.

System.

Happiness points can be redeemed for rewards.

There's no need to doubt the system's ability to fix logic bugs.

Li Zhao stood up and paced around the room, the smile on his face gradually fading away.

How can one achieve happiness?

For Li Zhao, who has lived two lifetimes, this is a more difficult task than making money.

He sat back down at his desk and looked at the small diary placed under the lamp.