Chapter 2297
A Heart-to-Heart Talk Between Father and Son
Scammers, an age-old profession.
It's estimated that the concept of private ownership among humans originated from a few swindlers.
This is also a developmental logic that can be deduced from the opposite perspective.
In the early matriarchal society, everyone owned property collectively.
The men hunted, and the women gathered berries and took care of the large family.
In that society, everyone worked together and resources were distributed equally...
Then a few 'smart people' suddenly got brains and started thinking about how to get more rewards with less effort.
Step by step, we have fallen into the society we are in today.
We cannot say that this represents progress or regression.
If we're talking about the good old days, it's because back then we ate raw meat and drank blood.
But He Yuzhu was not wrong.
Before the reform and opening up, he had hardly ever met a swindler.
Even if he was morally blackmailed by the Yi family in his previous life and was deceived by Qin Huairu for his entire life.
But in his past life, he was too foolish and willingly fell for the trick.
Instead, he was unable to break free at that time.
To put it bluntly, if Sha Zhu had been even slightly smarter in his past life, Qin Huairu and her ilk wouldn't have been able to outsmart him.
This lasted for nearly thirty years until the reform and opening up.
As soon as Sha Zhu realizes what's happening, he should go directly to the labor union or the local street office.
Qin Huairu cheated him out of a lot of money. Even if he doesn't have to pay it all back with interest, he can at least get back most of it.
When He Yuzhu finished his 'lecture' and everyone dispersed...
He Yuzhu looked at He Daqing, who was hunched over and slipping out immediately, and couldn't help but laugh, "Dad, where are you going?"
He Daqing stopped awkwardly.
His daughter, granddaughter, and great-granddaughter all covered their mouths as they passed by him.
He Daqing knew that everyone was laughing at him.
But he had absolutely no solution to this.
Originally, He Yuzhu had asked Xiao Laosi to come and talk to him today, but He Daqing was just angry and embarrassed.
He felt that He Yuzhu was going on and on.
He's already been giving He Yuzhu a lot of face by avoiding him all this time.
He is He Yuzhu's father. In this world, how can a son lecture his father?
He originally came here intending to turn against He Yuzhu.
But after hearing what He Yuzhu said, even if He Daqing didn't admit that he was wrong.
But they also knew how difficult it was for He Yuzhu to maintain this large family.
As the most important figure in the He family, even if he can't help He Yuzhu, he can't cause trouble either.
That's why he felt guilty and wanted to sneak away.
He's definitely wrong, he won't admit it.
He has sacrificed so much for this family.
I'm getting old, what's wrong with playing around with a few women?
And it didn't cost He Yuzhu any money.
They didn't do anything to bully men or women.
Even if that foreign woman was after the He family's reputation.
But he also contributed to the Ho family's great reputation.
Therefore, in He Daqing's mind, he had only made a minor, insignificant mistake.
There's no need for He Yuzhu to make a big deal out of it.
"Father, come and sit down."
"At your age, is it really meaningful to throw a tantrum like a child?" He Yuzhu couldn't help but rub his temples.
He really felt tired.
"What's wrong? Are you tired from work?" He Daqing walked timidly to the table, and seeing He Yuzhu's tired expression, he couldn't help but ask with concern.
Especially when he saw He Yuzhu's temples, he noticed a few strands of white hair.
His heartache was even greater.
He felt guilty about this son.
From the age of sixteen, he dumped the burden of the family onto the shoulders of a boy named 'Silly Pillar'. Those entrusted with helping him were all people with ulterior motives.
To others, that would be a dead end.
But it was this foolish son who, carrying a burden like Yushui, managed to break out of that dead end.
In all of this, he, as the father, did not help at all.
He himself was rescued by He Yuzhu.
Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
He Daqing sometimes thinks that if he hadn't left back then, but instead properly nurtured He Yuzhu, sent him to school, and let him enter the workforce directly through the orthodox path.
Then, could He Yuzhu's position be raised a bit higher?
Thinking about those things, He Daqing would also feel regret.
Humans are inherently complex beings.
Just like He Daqing, his personality is definitely mostly reckless and unruly.
But he would occasionally try to see things from his father's perspective.
He Yuzhu rubbed his nose and laughed, "Your son is in charge of four or five thousand teachers and students at the school."
There are also two school-run factories, which now employ more than 500 people.
Isn't it normal to be tired?
"Take a rest if you're tired," He Daqing said with concern.
“I can’t rest, Dad.” He Yuzhu’s casual remark made He Daqing envious.
He didn't know why.
"Alright, Father, I'll let you stay today."
I was thinking of having a good heart-to-heart talk with you.
You should know our current situation.
I know you feel that you sacrificed too much for a living when you were young.
You are not the kind of person who is so greedy and lustful that you neglect your family.
Otherwise, whether Yu Shui and I could survive is another matter entirely. ..." He Yuzhu first flattered his father a couple of times.
In fact, these were his true feelings.
No matter how many faults He Daqing had, he was still able to survive before liberation, even after his wife died of a serious illness.
They were able to feed him and the rainwater, and they even left them a house in Beijing.
There's no way to portray He Da as the kind of person who indulges in drinking, gambling, and prostitution.
"Father..." He Daqing had originally intended to say a few polite words.
For example, he might say that he hasn't done enough, but when the words are on the tip of his tongue, he just can't bring himself to say them.
That's so damn sentimental.
“But Dad, you should know what our family’s situation is like now…” He Yuzhu repeated, but this time his tone was questioning.
Before He Daqing could answer, he continued, "He Yuan and Xiao Song, if they stay stable for more than ten years, they will at least become big shots in their own right when they are thirty or forty."
Shouyi and He An didn't tell them.
He Ping, as long as he doesn't go down the wrong path, will at least become a renowned figure in the arts and sports in the future.
Do you know what Xinghua is doing right now?
I'm thinking of applying for a sporting event for our family.
In other words, in the next ten or twenty years, there will inevitably be a wave of nationwide development in culture and sports.
Needless to say, Xinghua is now more than just a Hong Kong tycoon; becoming the richest man in Hong Kong is no longer his goal.
It needs to be even bigger...
He Yuzhu spoke casually to He Daqing about the future development of his children.
In short, the future looks very bright.
It's not just a little good, but a great good with infinite possibilities.
His voice was soft and his tone was not particularly impassioned; it was as if he were simply saying that his son, who scored 99 on the test this time, would definitely get 100 on the next test.
But this made He Daqing quite believe everything He Yuzhu said.
He Yuzhu chuckled self-deprecatingly, glanced upstairs, and said softly, "Dad, actually I really envy you."
You've lived way longer than I have. (End of Chapter)