Vireo was stunned when he heard that. "Dad, what are you...talking about?"
"Don't go to college. Money is very tight for the family this year, we won't be able to support you," Lucius said.
"Dad!" Vireo immediately got so emotional that tears were streaming down his face.
Logically speaking, he was an eighteen-year-old young man and was at the age where he never cried easily anymore. However, he was unable to hold it back. He truly could not take it. He had endured the fact that his parents' love for him made him feel isolated growing up. He had endured the fact that his grandparents did not love him. He had also endured all the mocking and sarcasm from his sisters.
All he had in his mind was being able to get into college one day, and then he would no longer need to rely on his family anymore. He would not inherit the family's properties as well. If he was able to make a name of himself working out there, he would still come home and treat his parents well. Therefore, he put in his best efforts and studied with all his might and main. That was his only way out. However, his father actually did not allow him to study anymore when that was his only way out? 1
Lucius sighed. "Take a look yourself and see which family in this small county like ours has a child as old as you and still let the family pay for their college? All three of your sisters have gone to work at the cotton mill. Could it be that you want them to take out all of their savings for their weddings to let you go to college?"
"Dad!" Vireo was already unable to suppress the fury i n his voice. "There are more than a few hundred thousand dollars in Grandpa and Grandma's secret cash stash. That few hundred thousand dollars is already enough to buy a few houses in our county.
Don't ask me how I knew about it. I didn't eavesdrop. I t was Grandma who boasted about it when chatting with the neighbors the last time. She said that when each of her granddaughters gets married, she will give them a house each as a gift. Never mind about that as that is grandma's secret cash stash.
"However, our family has storefronts. We have so many storefronts with a monthly income of more than a thousand dollars each. Five of the stores would already bring us five thousand dollars a month.
There's also the quarry of yours where you sell sand. How much money do you earn from one truckload of sand? Could you find any other families that are as wealthy as ours in the entire Merchant Land of Chever County? Dad? You're telling me that I still need my sisters to pay for me to go to college?"
It was the nineties back then. The general economy of the country was not so developed yet. Even if there were occasionally some developed cities, it was also big cities such as South City. If a family was able to have a few storefronts and a monthly income of tens o f thousands of dollars in the small county in that era meant that they were truly an extremely wealthy household within their area. However, such a wealthy household was unwilling to support a college student t o go to college?
Vireo was not a fool. An school student already has an incomparable mature mind. He knew about everything. His thoughts were even more forward than his father and he has even more ideas. Seeing his son like that, Lucius stammered for a long time.
"Dad! Tell me why you're not willing to support me?" Vireo stared intently at Lucius.
Lucius did not answer. How should he answer? That was what the four elders of the family had discussed together. They only had a son in the family. Also, this boy had learned that he was not their biological son way too early on in his life. If after this boy had gone t o college, he became successful and decided to stay out there and never to return again, who would be taking care of these old people?
Back in those days, in most of the areas in Chever County, all the elderly were taken care of by their sons after they were old. On the other hand, as long as the daughters had married, they were considered as the members of the family they had married into. When they returned to their biological families, they were considered as relatives instead. There was a saying in that area that the purpose of raising a son was so one could be supported in old age. The son of the family was supposed to care for his parents until they passed away. If their son was gone, then who would be sending them off to the afterlife when they die? Then, would he not have raised this son for nothing? How could he let him run away after raising him for eighteen years?
"If you-you go to college and never return again! Then, what should we, your mother and I, do?" Lucius stammered and said what was truly on his mind.
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