Chapter 77: Tang Feng’s Mother’s Request

“When did you come?” Tang Feng asked with a smile.

“At seven. I saw you were still sleeping, so I didn’t disturb you,” Su Xiaoli answered.

“Are my parents out?” Tang Feng continued to ask.

Su Xiaoli nodded, saying, “Yes! They said they were going to check out the new house.”

“Have you had breakfast?” Tang Feng asked as he walked into the kitchen.

“I have. When I arrived, your mother was making breakfast, so I ate with her. She left your breakfast in the pot,” Su Xiaoli replied.

Her words had barely fallen when Tang Feng had already brought the breakfast to the dining table.

“Do you want to eat some more?” Tang Feng asked her.

“No,” Su Xiaoli shook her head, “You go ahead and eat.”

“Would you mind eating with me? It doesn’t feel right eating alone,” Tang Feng negotiated.

“Okay!” Su Xiaoli agreed, got up, and sat down opposite him at the dining table.

Tang Feng ate quickly.

“Slow down! Here, have some water,” Su Xiaoli urged him upon seeing this.

“After I finish eating, I need to get back to work. If you have things to do, you can go ahead,” Tang Feng said.

“I’m free. I want to stay with you,” Su Xiaoli volunteered.

“How about this: I’ll work in my room, and you can read a book, just try to keep it quiet,” Tang Feng suggested.

“That won’t do! Turning pages makes noise! Don’t worry about me; I’ll just stay in the living room,” Su Xiaoli refused without any hesitation.

She clearly understood that Tang Feng could not be disturbed while solving a mathematical problem.

Although Tang Feng could automatically block out some negative influences when he was fully focused,

Too significant a disturbance would inevitably affect him.

Seeing her insist, Tang Feng didn’t push further.

For him, the priority was to prove the Riemann Hypothesis as soon as possible.

After all, the system only gave him seven days!

The time left for him was running out!

After finishing his meal, Tang Feng made a quick trip to the bathroom and then returned to his bedroom to continue working.

Su Xiaoli sat on the living room sofa, occasionally glancing at the quartz clock on the wall.

She planned to prepare something for Tang Feng to eat before mealtime,

To prevent him from having to come out looking for food.

After a while, Tang Long and his wife returned, chatting and laughing.

Su Xiaoli made a shushing gesture towards them.

“Xiaoli, has Little Feng not gotten up yet?” Tang Feng’s Mother tiptoed in, asking quietly.

“He came out for breakfast earlier, then went back to his room to start working,” Su Xiaoli replied.

“I feel something’s off with this child. Yesterday afternoon he went to see the new property, and then he stayed in his room all night, saying he had to solve a mathematical problem. Xiaoli, both of us are not educated enough to help. Your mathematics is good; you could help him,” Tang Feng’s Mother held her hand, making a request.

“Me?” Su Xiaoli was visibly taken aback.

“Yes! Your college entrance exam scores in mathematics were also very good, weren’t they? As the saying goes, three cobblers make a Zhuge Liang. If you help him, he’ll surely solve it quickly,” Tang Feng’s Mother replied.

“Mother, you’re overestimating me. Do you know what mathematical problem Tang Feng is trying to solve?” Su Xiaoli was almost incredulous.

“I don’t know,” Tang Feng’s Mother shook her head.

“The Riemann Hypothesis! Of course, simply mentioning this term to you might not mean much. Let me put it this way: this mathematical problem has remained unsolved for over a hundred years,” Su Xiaoli explained.

“That difficult?” Tang Feng’s Mother was incredibly shocked.

Su Xiaoli’s explanation indeed made her realize the difficulty.

“Yes! So even if I wanted to help, I wouldn’t be able to,” Su Xiaoli sighed.

“Why did he suddenly decide to tackle this mathematical problem? Did you ask him?” Tang Feng’s Mother was a bit anxious.

“I did,” Su Xiaoli nodded, “He wants to complete the proof of the Riemann Hypothesis before he reports to Jingcheng University. This way, he can stand out among the new students in the mathematics department.”

“I remember now! Last night when I went to his room, he said that as long as he solves this mathematical problem, he could’ve be admitted to the mathematics department of Jingcheng University without taking the college entrance exam,” Tang Feng’s Mother’s voice rose slightly.

“Mother, keep your voice down,” Su Xiaoli instinctively looked towards Tang Feng’s room and said, “What he said was already conservative. If he can prove the Riemann Hypothesis, he would fully qualify to be a professor in the mathematics department at Jingcheng University.”

“Xiaoli, can you do me a favor?” Tang Feng’s Mother’s eyes carried a hint of pleading.

“Mother, you say.”

“Could you persuade Little Feng to give up proving this Riemann Hypothesis? He’s just a high school student; how could he have such great ability? I’m worried about what might happen if he becomes too obsessed,” Tang Feng’s Mother’s face turned somewhat pale.

She was genuinely worried about Tang Feng running into trouble.

After all, she only had this one son. She didn’t need him to achieve greatness; she just wanted him to be healthy and safe.

“I’ve already tried to persuade him, but he was unmoved. Mother, how about this? I’ll come over every day for the next few days to accompany him! If I notice anything wrong with him, I’ll find a way to stop him,” Su Xiaoli thought for a moment and offered a solution.

“That works. But that would be troubling you,” Tang Feng’s Mother held her hand, her face full of apology.

“Mother, please don’t say that! Tang Feng and I grew up together, and we’ve always been close! Besides, you know, if it weren’t for Tang Feng tutoring me, I wouldn’t have been admitted to Jingcheng University. Compared to what he has done for me, what I’m doing now is really nothing,” Su Xiaoli responded.

“Regardless, your kindness towards Little Feng, I see it all. Rest assured, if Little Feng doesn’t treat you well, I definitely won’t let him off!” Tang Feng’s Mother promised.

“Mother, let’s not talk about this for now. Didn’t you just go to see the new house? How was it? Are you satisfied?” Su Xiaoli quickly changed the subject.

“Satisfied! Very satisfied! A one hundred and twenty square meters house, the space is just so much larger! Coming back here after that, even feels a bit claustrophobic,” Tang Feng’s Mother answered.

Su Xiaoli smiled and said, “That’s to be expected. Without comparison, living in a place like this is fine. But once you compare, this place seems not so bearable.”

“We’ve already called Little Feng’s uncle to check out the new house this afternoon. If all goes well, we’ll start the renovation tomorrow,” Tang Feng’s Mother appeared a bit excited.

“Now is indeed a good time for renovation. The daylight hours are long, which can significantly shorten the construction period,” Su Xiaoli said.

“Yes! If the progress is fast, it can be finished in at most a month. After airing it out for one or two months, we can move in,” Tang Feng’s Mother replied.

“One or two months? Isn’t that a bit short? It’s better to air it out for more than half a year,” Su Xiaoli suggested.

Tang Feng’s Mother shook her head, “No need! We’re using good materials for the renovation! One or two months should be sufficient.”

Seeing her say so, Su Xiaoli didn’t insist further.

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