Chapter 215: Giving opportunities to more capable young people...
“Baby, Mommy was wrong. Mommy shouldn’t have left you for so long.”
Tang Mingli regretted her actions with a sense of self-righteousness, completely forgetting her firm resolve when she went to Beijing.
However, Fu Yu shook her head, "Mom is right, Grandma also needs Mom to be with her."
Looking at her daughter, who was only four years old yet so well-behaved and sensible, Tang Mingli couldn't help but wonder, is this the result of starting to reason with her from just a few months old? She's a genius, born to be a mother.
"My baby understands me, and I'm so touched."
"Yes, Mom, I understand."
The little one, so young, probably didn't even understand what it meant, yet he said it so seriously. Tang Mingli couldn't help but burst out laughing.
To cover it up, she could only immediately shift her daughter's attention to Fu Ci.
"Baby, Daddy is strong, let Daddy carry you."
Fu Ci smiled and reached out his hand, clearly also looking forward to this sweet burden.
However, Fu Yu refused, saying, "The teacher said we are already in the Moon Class, and we can't keep letting our parents carry us."
Fu Ci's smile froze on his face.
Tang Mingli lost her balance again and had to lean on her husband's shoulder to stand up.
Four-year-old Fu Yu has only one understanding of laughter—happiness.
Dad was very happy, and Mom was very happy too.
That's wonderful.
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After picking up their child, Tang Mingli and Fu Ci did not go home immediately.
Kindergarten lets out early, and it would take almost two hours to have dinner if we went home, so I decided to play with my child outside for a while.
Tang Mingli returned home in high spirits, and as soon as she entered the door, she noticed that her mother-in-law looked exceptionally happy.
Could something have happened that's even more exciting than winning an award?
Despite being seen through, Fu's mother continued to deny it, trying to sound calm as she said, "No, when am I not in a good mood?"
Tang Mingli responded, "Mom, we've lived together for so many years. I wouldn't say we know each other inside and out, but we do understand each other to some extent. There must be a reason."
"No." Mrs. Fu waved her hand, then said somewhat shyly, pretending to be casual, "Oh, by the way, your dad just called and said he'll be back in a couple of days."
Tang Mingli immediately understood that her mother-in-law was especially happy because of this news.
To be honest, my father-in-law has spent far too little time at home these past two years, no wonder my mother-in-law was so happy to hear he was coming back.
Tang Mingli smiled and said, "That's great! When Dad comes back, our whole family will go to Guangcheng Restaurant for dinner, both to welcome him back and to celebrate Mom and Grandma winning the award."
Fu's mother waved her hand shyly: "It's fine to have a welcome party for your father, but there's no need to celebrate for me."
"Yes, yes."
"Then let's do it your way."
Mother Fu did not argue about such things.
My daughter-in-law is easygoing, but she has a bit of a taste for food. Why not give her a reason to enjoy a good meal?
Fu Yu watched her grandma and parents talk, and after they finally finished, she hurriedly said, "Grandma, you haven't shown Xiao Yu your trophy yet."
"Oh, right, right, right." Mrs. Fu slapped her forehead, so focused on talking about her husband's coming back that she had completely forgotten about her granddaughter.
The parents repented and rushed to their room to get their trophies, even holding their child on their laps.
Her darling, she hadn't seen her for so many days, and she really missed her terribly.
Fu Yu held her grandmother's trophy, her eyes sparkling.
Seeing how much she liked it, Fu's mother reluctantly decided to part with it.
"Does Xiaoyu really like this trophy? How about Grandma gives it to you?"
In fact, her path to writing was also related to her granddaughter.
In the very beginning, it was seeing that my granddaughter loved listening to stories that sparked the idea to write stories.
Fu Yu was overjoyed to hear that her grandmother was going to give her the trophy.
Despite her joy, she knew the trophy belonged to her grandmother, so she resisted the temptation and shook her head.
"The trophy belongs to Grandma, Xiaoyu can't have it. When Xiaoyu grows up, she can get one for herself."
When the elders of the Fu family heard this, they were all delighted that she was so ambitious.
Tang Mingli almost burst into tears.
She, such a lazy bum, actually gave birth to such an ambitious daughter. It's truly fortunate that Fu Ci's drive to improve prevailed.
After putting their daughter to sleep at night, Tang Mingli hugged her husband and said, "Luckily, Xiaoyu looks like you."
Upon hearing this, Fu Ci raised an eyebrow.
"That's not right, our daughter looks more like you."
I mean her personality.
Does she have a personality like his? Fu Ci wasn't sure, but his wife said so, so it must be true, after all, his wife is the one who spends the most time with their daughter.
He looks like his wife and has a personality like his own; he is truly the fruit of their love.
Fu Ci felt happier and happier as he thought about it, and his smile stretched uncontrollably to the back of his ears.
Tang Mingli continued rambling on, "You know what? I've also thought about what if my daughter's personality is like mine."
Fu Ci blurted out, "It would be great if our daughter took after you in personality."
My wife has a great personality; she's insightful, optimistic, assertive, and loves herself.
If his daughter has the same personality, he won't worry that she will suffer when she grows up.
However, Tang Mingli's perspective was, "If you have my personality, you'll definitely be able to lie down and never work hard. What will happen to the vast fortune you've accumulated?"
Indeed, Tang Mingli had considered it a lot.
When it comes to money, she has to use her brain cells to think about it.
She racked her brains, which lacked any business acumen, and the only solution she could come up with was to sell off all her businesses when she turned sixty and could no longer work, buy a few buildings to rent out, and use the remaining money to create a fund so she could receive a monthly allowance.
Although this way, the money can no longer generate more money, it can at least ensure that the daughter will have enough to eat and wear for the rest of her life.
As for the next generation after that, as the saying goes, wealth and poverty don't last more than three generations. Let fate decide; whether there will be a next generation or not is another matter entirely.
When his wife asked what to do with their vast fortune, Fu Ci was genuinely taken aback.
He hadn't thought that way. In his view, his wife was very capable. Back then, after he handed over the clothing wholesale business in Guangcheng to her, didn't she make a lot of money?
However, what my wife said about never putting in effort when you can just lie down seems to be true. If it weren't for this personality, I wouldn't have been willing to quit when things were going so well.
Yes, he should seriously consider how to manage his business empire if his daughter really does inherit this trait from his wife.
However, this is not something that can be figured out in a short time. No rush, let's enjoy the happiness of having a wife, kids, and a warm bed for now.
Fu Ci hugged his wife tightly and laughed, "That's a long way off. I can still work for several more decades. The world decades from now may be a sight that neither you nor I can imagine."
Tang Mingli thought to herself, "It's not hard to imagine."
Decades later, China has arguably achieved the development goals set at that time. However, with the economic downturn, most young people have lost the fighting spirit that people had back then.
It's not that people are unwilling to work hard, but that they can't see any hope in striving. As a result, lying down and doing nothing has become the pursuit of most people.
Tang Mingli sighed, deciding it was best not to say anything. Fu Ci belonged to a generation that seized a golden opportunity; if he knew that people had become like this after economic and material conditions improved, he would surely be disappointed.
"Let's go to sleep." She yawned sleepily, patted her husband's back, and closed her eyes herself.
Fu Ci hummed in agreement, then silently counted in his mind.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3 — Falling asleep in seven seconds, what a carefree attitude!
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Two days later, it was the weekend.
Fu Cheng'an happened to return, so Madam Fu suggested that they go to Guangcheng Restaurant for dinner.
Fu Yu had completely forgotten what the adults had said the day before yesterday—that they would go out for dinner to celebrate Grandpa's return. She was as happy as if she had just found out, clapping her hands with joy.
Seeing his granddaughter so happy, Fu Cheng'an swallowed his refusal.
Eating out is fine; it creates a better atmosphere for discussing business.
He whispered those last words to his granddaughter, but they were overheard by Mrs. Fu, who happened to be walking by.
Fu's mother suddenly seemed uneasy and asked, "What is it you want to talk about?"
Fu Chengan smiled and said, "It's nothing. Actually, there's something I wanted to tell everyone when I came back this time."
Now the whole family heard it.
Madam Fu pressed further, "What is it? Can't you tell me now?"
"It's nothing serious. We're about to leave, let's talk about it at the hotel."
After saying this, Tang Mingli and Fu Ci, who had gone upstairs to change clothes, came down.
Today, the two of them will be the drivers.
The group went out and got into Tang Mingli's car and Fu Ci's car respectively.
The compound wasn't far away, and half an hour later, two cars appeared at the hotel one after the other.
We booked a large private room and expertly ordered the dishes.
While waiting for the food to be served, Fu Cheng'an didn't beat around the bush and told his family some news.
"I'm planning to retire."
"Retire?" Old Master Fu was the first to react, asking, "Change careers?"
Given Fu Cheng'an's rank, he would definitely be assigned to a good unit as a leader after his demobilization.
However, Fu Cheng'an shook his head, "I'm already this old, and I've spent my whole life in the military. I'm afraid the knowledge I've acquired is no longer sufficient to continue serving the people in society. So after thinking about it for a long time, I've decided to just retire and leave the opportunity to more capable young people."
After hearing this, Mr. Fu felt that his son's consideration was very correct and he was proud that his son had such a noble awareness.
"After a lifetime of hard work in the military, it's good to retire and enjoy family life."
When the topic turned to family happiness, both Grandpa Fu and Fu Cheng'an looked at Fu Yu.
Fu Yu grinned.
That smile almost put Fu Cheng'an at ease.
"Yes, it's good to enjoy family time at home."
No one was happier than Fu Cheng'an's mother when she learned that he was going to retire.
She said to her husband, "I've been telling you to retire for ages, but you're so stubborn. Dad retired when he was fifty..."
As soon as she said it, she realized that what she said seemed inappropriate and quickly shut her mouth.
Mr. Fu still harbors resentment about retiring from the army at the age of fifty. He firmly believes that if he hadn't been wounded so many times during the war, he could have carried a gun until he was seventy or eighty.
As expected, Old Master Fu snorted coldly.
"What? Do you also think it's not honorable for me to retire at fifty?"
The mother-in-law turned pale with fright at her father-in-law's words.
The atmosphere seemed a bit... on the verge of exploding.
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Author's Note: Sorry, I was supposed to update at midnight, but I'm only updating now. Metronidazole's side effect is actually an allergic reaction. [Laughing and crying while covering face]
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