Thinking about this, Lu Hao said in a deep voice.
When you encounter a dispute that is difficult to handle for the time being, then put it aside and resolve it one by one.
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So after dinner, they chatted for a while, then Lu Hao pushed his mother's shoulders and walked towards the bedroom, wanting to have a good chat with her.
Come in.
He slammed the door shut and locked it.
"Mom, what's wrong? This isn't like your usual personality."
Lu Hao said with a smile, rubbing his mother's shoulders while testing the waters.
"Just taking care of your child, why is your personality not the same as before? What's going on? Can your mother change?"
Mother Lu felt a little guilty, but she forced herself to speak.
In fact, both of them knew in their hearts what the core root of this problem was, but they really couldn't bring themselves to talk about it.
"Is it because of Chu Wen?"
Seeing her like this, Lu Hao thought about it and then pointed it out directly.
Chatting with my mother is boring because everything is hidden.
Sometimes when chatting with parents, both parties have to take care of each other's emotions. Many topics cannot be brought up at all. There is no way around it. It is a cultural tradition of thousands of years, and it is implicit.
My mother hesitated for a moment, nodded, and remained silent.
"Did Xiao Meng's mother instigate you to do this?"
Lu Hao asked again with a smile, his tone still gentle.
"without!"
"That's right!"
"Don't let your imagination run wild!"
This sentence really hit my mother's sore spot. She denied it three times in a row, and her face and expression became a little nervous.
Both Mr. and Mrs. Lu are honest people. They have always believed in harmony and would rather suffer injustice themselves than make their in-laws and children satisfied.
She was also afraid that Lu Hao would get into trouble and do something shameful.
"Isn't that right? Actually, it doesn't matter. Mom, I haven't talked to you in a long time. Today, your son wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with you. Our family is considered to be developing now, right? We really need to think about the next generation."
"Aren't you right?"
Mother Lu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable with Lu Hao's attitude.
In the past, no matter how rich Lu Hao was or how successful his career was, he was always considered a child. But now, he suddenly seemed to have the feeling of being the head of the family.
She didn't know what to say, so she nodded but remained silent.
"My idea is to set up a foundation, following the common practice of first-generation wealthy people internationally. What does a foundation mean? It means that if our children and grandchildren are promising, we will vigorously cultivate them. If they are not, we will just give them a monthly payment and let them not interfere with the family business."
Lu Hao tried his best to explain the family foundation to his mother in plain and easy-to-understand language.
"Why!"
“This is good!”
My mother's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she immediately praised it highly.
The Lu family’s ancestors were not all poor, but at least Lu Hao’s parents’ generation had never been exposed to the concept of a foundation.
But when I heard it, I felt it was a long-term solution.
"So, no matter how many children I have in the future, we will all follow the operating model of this foundation. This is the rule of a big family. What do you think, Mom?"
Lu Hao patiently and persuadingly.
To heal a family, you need to learn two principles.
First, see the essence through the surface of things.
Second, we must learn to focus on the main contradictions and let go of the secondary contradictions.
My mother said she would come to take care of Xiao Meng during her confinement. Lu Hao felt that he had guessed the core of the matter almost correctly.
As for the main contradiction, if I explain it clearly to my mother, she will naturally be able to convey it and convince others.
"I...I really just want to take care of your children and kiss my eldest grandson!"
Mother Lu said this subconsciously. She had completely understood what Lu Hao meant, but she felt a little embarrassed.
I wondered why this child is so cunning now and speaks in a roundabout way. He has some abilities, but I always feel a lot more distant from him, and I feel a little sad for some reason.
"Of course I know. How could I not know what my mother is thinking? But you and my father are old, and the child is still young. It's so troublesome at night. Please don't worry about it, okay?"
"Well, I'll buy a villa next door. You guys can come over and help take care of Xiao Meng during the day. Don't bother her at night. It's too tiring. Just get some sleep, okay."
Lu Hao spoke in a tone that was as gentle as if he were coaxing a child, and his tone was extremely gentle.
Having said that, Mother Lu had nothing more to say. She nodded, fell silent again, sighed deeply, but couldn't help but pinch Lu Hao lightly.
"You pervert!"
No matter what, this bastard son is still the most romantic. It's a good thing that Xiao Meng and Chu Wen can tolerate him. Chu Wen is a good girl, and of course Xiao Meng is even better.
"Hey!"
Lu Hao smiled shamelessly.
"I have to give you a few more grandchildren. I'm afraid one or two won't be enough for you to play with!"
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