Chapter 60 Chapter 58 (Part 2) Movie
"…Really? Is it okay to compare like that?"
After a long pause, Zhao Zimo finally spoke, "Aunt Lu, I... I don't know if you believe me or not. Although I haven't seemed to take it to heart all day, I've really thought about it. After all, it was their last wish. I'm afraid they'd be... sad if they knew I didn't follow it."
"I believe it, of course I believe it, children are born to love their parents."
"Um."
Lu Qinghe smiled softly and soothed, "Although I don't know your parents, I'm a mother too. I put myself in their shoes. I hope my children, all four of us, can grow up healthy and happy. Of course, I also have selfish motives. I hope that in the future you can all get into college, find a stable job, and ideally..."
Lu Qinghe really thought about it seriously.
"It would be best if you didn't live too far away after you started your own families and careers. You could stay close to your parents so I could see you all the time. That way, I could rest assured that you would be healthy and well for the rest of your lives."
Zhao Zimo looked at Lu Qinghe, his eyes relaxed a little, "Well, so I think my parents think the same way."
"But I'm not my children. I'm just your parent."
Lu Qinghe shook her head. "You don't understand what I mean. As a parent, of course I have expectations for my children. But I can't ignore their wishes and force them to live their lives according to my ideas. That's not love, it's control."
"Look at Lu Yao," Lu Qinghe recalled. "Lu Yao kept saying she wanted to be a police officer. Being a police officer is definitely more dangerous than being a teacher or a nurse. I didn't want Lu Yao to be in danger, but I also wanted her to do what she loves. I wanted her to fulfill her dreams and live a happy life, instead of compromising herself for me."
"Then...will my parents think so?"
"Of course. As long as you're responsible for your choices and as long as you're healthy and happy, I think they'll agree to anything."
"That's right."
As he spoke, Zhao Zhanming walked out.
The bedroom door was ajar. He didn't know how much he had heard, but his eyes were different from before. They were not as stern, but more encouraging.
Zhao Zhanming: "Zimo, I didn't know this was the thing that had been bothering you for so long."
"Dad, I..."
Zhao Zimo lowered his head and murmured, "I, I was wrong."
"Your mistake is that you failed math."
Zhao Zhanming glanced at Lu Qinghe with a headache: "I heard everything you said, and I understand what you mean, but I really don't understand. Even if you don't have talent, you can't fail the exam..."
Lu Qinghe chuckled: "You're amazing, you're good at math?"
"I easily got into high school with a score of over 90. Junior high school math shouldn't be difficult, right? Even if I study really hard, I can't fail."
"My math is just average anyway." Lu Qinghe pursed her lips and looked to the side.
Zhao Zimo, who was originally feeling sad, raised his head and said, "Ah? Aunt Lu, aren't you a very good student? You recognized that word right away."
"But I basically don't take math classes. Look, when your Aunt Wang Ningyu was studying accounting, I didn't even go with her. I don't like numbers. They give me a headache."
"Right, right, right." Zhao Zimo nodded like pecking at rice. "That's me. Seeing those numbers is as annoying as reading a mystery. Those equations, other people spend ages calculating and coming up with an accurate number, but I spend ages calculating and only come up with a number that doesn't repeat to the tenth decimal place. I really don't understand that stuff."
Lu Qinghe spread his hands and looked at Zhao Zhanming, "See, this is what I'm not good at."
Zhao Zhanming: “…”
Lu Qinghe continued to explain, "If he wasn't paying attention, that would be fine. But the child has paid attention, and you've given him extra lessons. Rote memorization won't work. His homeroom teacher, Mr. Ning, is also a math teacher, so of course I'm worried."
There are only more than 30 students in Zhao Zimo's second-year junior high school class. It is not necessarily true that all of them are good students, but almost all of their families attach great importance to their children, so their grades are generally good. Zhao Zimo has a serious imbalance in his academic performance and used to only score 20 or 30 points in mathematics. If you think about it carefully, his ranking is actually a good result.
"No, no." Zhao Zimo suddenly became anxious. "Why are we talking about math? I... I haven't told you what I want to do yet!"
Lu Qinghe laughed: "You say."
Zhao Zimo glanced at Zhao Zhanming.
Zhao Zhanming expressed his understanding: "You speak first, and I'll consider it after you speak."
"I...I want to be a sports student." Zhao Zimo spoke with great courage.
Lu Qinghe was even a little surprised after hearing this: "Is it possible? Do you have a favorite sport? Sprinting? Or... table tennis? I've seen you play table tennis a lot before. I think it's a great sport. Sports students can also take the middle school entrance exam and go to high school."
Table tennis is great, and the country will continue to vigorously promote table tennis in the future.
"Really, Aunt Lu? Don't you think I'm not doing my job properly?"
"That's great, isn't it? Having your own ideals is wonderful, but... but you have to promise not to regret it later. Since you've chosen this path, you must stay on it. Even though the academic requirements for athletes are low, the physical effort behind it is considerable. Regular training is much more difficult than just playing around."
Zhao Zimo nodded seriously: "Yes, I understand! Since I said it, it means I have thought about it for a long time."
The two were talking excitedly. When Lu Qinghe turned around, she saw Zhao Zhanming's frown.
"Ahem." Lu Qinghe poked Zhao Zhanming's arm: "What do you think?"
“…”
Zhao Zhanming didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he asked seriously, "Zhao Zimo, are you sure you want to go down the sports path?"
"Well, Dad, I really have thought about it."
"Okay, if you say so, I support you. I hope you can do what you say instead of just talking big here. In the future... in the future, when you have to endure hardships, you will bear them all by yourself. No one can help you."
Zhao Zimo stood up and said, "Dad, I can write you a letter of guarantee. I will never give up so easily and will stick to it to the end."
"Forget about the letter of guarantee." Zhao Zhanming breathed a sigh of relief. "I trust you this time. Don't let me down again."
"I understand! Then what about the teacher..."
Lu Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "I'll explain it to you when the time comes."
“Thank you, Aunt Lu!!”
The next day, Lu Qinghe went to the school to see Teacher Ning and explained Zhao Zimo's situation to the school.
Teacher Ning saw Lu Qinghe's eyes full of surprise.
"You...are not what I thought."
After talking about Zhao Zimo's choice to be a sports student, Teacher Ning sighed.
"How do you say that?"
Teacher Ning smiled and said, "In fact, many parents don't really agree with their children going to sports school. They would rather let them go to technical schools."
"If you reach the top of sports, you can still achieve great things and even bring glory to your country. I understand this very well."
"That's what I think makes you different." Teacher Ning's eyes showed more respect. "You have a long-term vision, and you are able to understand children. I know that you and Zhao Zimo have a different parental relationship, but I didn't expect him to get along so well with you."
"People are all made of flesh and blood. My heart is sincere and the child can naturally feel it. I also want to thank Teacher Ning for your care."
"You're so kind. By the way, if he wants to go into physical education, he'll have to start preparing for the new semester after the exam. This time next year, he'll be taking the high school entrance exam."
“I think we can start this summer.”
Lu Qinghe glanced at the worried Zhao Zimo in the playground and smiled. "He won't be spending the summer vacation either. Does our school have a teacher who can help with this? I'll hire him to give Zhao Zimo extra lessons and training."
Teacher Ning was even more surprised, but after thinking about it, he smiled and nodded, "I'll give you the contact information later."
"Well, please trouble Teacher Ning."
After chatting, we were on our way home.
Zhao Zimo hesitated and finally spoke halfway: "Aunt Lu, what do you think?"
"No problem, you can find a teacher later and train peacefully."
"Really? That's great!! Thank you, Aunt Lu! I will work hard next semester!" Zhao Zimo cheered, extremely happy.
Lu Qinghe waited until he finished being happy, then interrupted, "Although you had some basic skills before, they were just small things. Even if a professional teacher were to teach you, it would take some time to train. So—you have to start this summer."
Zhao Zimo: “…”
"Why aren't you talking? You promised me that you would work hard."
"But……"
"You're not keeping your word, are you?" Lu Qinghe raised an eyebrow. "I'm not trying to embarrass you. You think you're a good player, but if you want to go professional, and you only have one year, you have to put in the effort."
"No, no."
Zhao Zimo quickly waved his hands: "I'm not going back on my word, I just... I just... Then can I start again in a week? Just one week! I promise to train hard from now on. Please, Aunt Lu, you're the best!!"
Lu Qinghe laughed, "Alright, since you're only asking me for this once."
"Great! I finally understand what Lu Yao said. Aunt Lu, you are so great!"
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"Qinghe——"
"Is Qinghe at home?"
Halfway through the summer vacation, Lu Qinghe has been in a state of sluggishness. As usual, she gives popsicles to the children every day and then turns around to rub against the fan.
Zhao Zimo, who had just returned from training, fanned himself and scooped a bucket of water over his head. "Aunt Ning Yu, I'm alone at home. Let's go check on the Propaganda Department. Maybe he's there."
Wang Ningyu placed a small packet made of newspaper at the door. "Put this in your kitchen. Ask Qinghe to cook it when you get back. We're going to have a movie on the big playground outside the military compound tonight. Remember to go and watch it."
"Movie?"
"What movie?"
"What's the name of this movie? 'Heroic Sons and Daughters', we haven't had a movie here for over a year, let's go watch it for fun."
"Oh, I see."
Wang Ningyu rushed all the way to the Propaganda Department, and finally found Ying Lu and shouted through the loudspeaker.
Now both adults and children were excited. There were no other entertainment activities these days, and you had to rely on luck to see the movies being shown.
The three little ones in the family had never even seen what a movie was. After they found out, they were playing outside, but they all jumped back home like rabbits.
"mom!!"
"Mother--"
"Mom, what's a movie? Mom, they said someone was performing on the wall. Can people really go up on the wall? Then why can't Lu Yao go up on the wall?"
"Don't worry, go get the small stool from the living room first, and we'll go and see it later."
After giving the instructions, Lu Qinghe put the sunflower seeds that Wang Ningyu brought into the pot, added some five-spice powder and salt, and fried them.
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