Lin Bowen seemed to be lost in thought.
The closer he got to the dormitory, the straighter his hunched back became.
......
"Let's go!"
Lin Anji came out and saw his nephew sitting beside the ox cart in a daze.
His head was lowered, making it impossible to see his expression, but from the aura emanating from him, it was clear that he was not in a good mood.
Hearing his uncle's words, he nodded and drove skillfully towards the end of the city.
"Stop here." Lin Anji suddenly shouted.
He jumped off the ox cart and walked towards a stall not far away.
"Boss, give me two big bowls of fresh meat wontons!"
"Okay! Sir, please wait a moment."
After a while, the boss brought two bowls of wontons.
Lin Anji invited Lin Bocai to come over and eat.
As income increases, everyone's living standards also improve.
They can eat meat every now and then, and it is no longer a rare thing in the villagers' minds.
Lin Anji had eaten something when he set out in the morning, but after traveling for most of the day, he was already hungry.
He took his bowl of wontons and ate them in no time.
"ah!"
Looking at the empty bottom of the bowl, he made a satisfied sound.
But Lin Bocai, who was sitting opposite him, did not pick up his chopsticks from beginning to end.
"Eat, why not? We have to rush home after eating!" Lin Anji urged.
Lin Bocai picked up the chopsticks, but his hand did not fall into the bowl. Instead, tears in his eyes dripped into it.
cry,
But there was no sound.
He is clearly just a child, but he is as depressed as a dying person.
“Hey!”
Lin Anji sighed and wiped his tears with his sleeve.
The child in front of him was about the same age as his own son. He really couldn't ignore him. Besides, they were related by blood, so he shouldn't just sit back and watch.
"Have you ever heard of the saying 'There are 360 professions, and every profession has its own top talent?'" Lin Anji racked his brains and put together a few words: "What this means is that no matter what industry you're in, you have the potential to become a leader in it, the top talent in that field."
Without waiting for Lin Bocai to answer, he continued:
"Although this number one scholar's status cannot be compared to that of a scholar, if you can't follow the path of a scholar, specializing in one industry and becoming a leader in that industry will yield no less than what you would have gained from the scholar's path."
Lin Anji: "Life doesn't just have one choice; there are many paths to choose from. However, due to various factors in life, those paths can disappear. When there's no path ahead, you either create your own or find another one."
Lin Anji: "The path of innovation is full of unknowns. It might lead to a cliff that will shatter you to pieces, but it could also lead to a paradise. Choosing a different path, a path that has been traveled by others, will have far fewer unknowns."
Lin Bocai raised his head and looked at his uncle with red and swollen eyes. He didn't understand why his uncle said these words to him, nor did he understand why his uncle suddenly said so much to him today.
There was no need to drive a sports car with his uncle so many times, as his uncle would not talk to him.
"I know and I wanted to go to school with you. But because of your parents, you can't follow the path of a scholar, and you... are unhappy."
After thinking for a while, Lin Anji, who was short of words, could only think of the word "unhappy".
It was all his fault for being lazy recently. He didn't listen to his daughter reading more often at home, which made him unable to think of other more accurate words at the critical moment.
Lin Bocai lowered his head again.
He is not used to talking to others, let alone speaking his mind.
"Bocai! We can't choose our birthplace, nor can we choose our parents. But we can choose our life.
Look at your third uncle. Your grandparents didn't have much wealth and didn't support him in studying, right? But didn't he choose to study in the end and even become an official?
Lin Anji kept mumbling, but he didn't really know what he was talking about.
"When parents don't support us, as children, if we don't support them either, then we will end up like I did back then, doing nothing but farming.
You envy your cousins for being able to go to college, but that's because their parents are working hard."
He just had a lot of things he wanted to say, and he wanted to say them if he felt it would be useful to the child.
"Your parents can't help you. You can only learn from your third uncle and find a direction to work hard on your own. That way, your children will have more paths to choose from, and they won't become the next you."
Lin Bocai sniffed and said "hmm".
"Don't blame your parents. They may be bad in many ways, but they've never been bad to you, right?"
Lin Bocai thought of the days when his two sisters were still at home. At that time, he was indeed living a much better life than his two sisters.
"You only let me take the sports car because your dad begged me! Your dad really wasn't that bad to you."
Lin Bocai looked up in shock.
He really didn't know about this.
He wanted a sports car and only mentioned it to his second sister.
Not much, just one sentence.
After all, his second sister didn't like chatting with him. He thought that his second sister and uncle had told him about his desire for a sports car, but he didn't expect that it was his father who asked for it.
"Are you surprised?" Lin Anji smiled: "Your father said you wanted a sports car, but he actually wanted you to study more.
But he also said that if you really study, it's okay if you don't learn anything special, at most it will just cost you more money. But if you have a talent for studying, he is afraid that you will lose your life because of it.
As Lin Anji was talking, he suddenly said, "I don't know why your father has this illusion that if you succeed in studying, you will die. I always feel like his brain is broken."
Lin Bocai didn't nod in agreement, he probably knew the reason.
It has something to do with his mother's death, but he is not particularly clear about the specific reasons.
"I understand, thank you uncle!"
Lin Anji laughed: "We're family, no need to thank each other."
Lin Bocai fell silent again.
"Eat quickly! It won't taste good if it gets cold." Lin Anji urged again.
This time, Lin Bo finally picked up his chopsticks.
The wontons were already cold, but when he put them in his mouth, he felt they were hot.
It warmed his heart.
After eating the wontons, the two of them drove the ox cart all the way home safely.
Lin Anxiang felt that his son had changed.
He couldn't tell what had changed, but it had definitely changed.
He is no longer so resistant to himself and has begun to love life. It feels the same as but different from the son he had before.
"Who cares? As long as he's still my son, that's all that matters."
Lin Anxiang didn't delve into it further, because everyone changes.
Isn't he changing too?
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