Chapter 2375
Protecting My Son's Dream
He Yuzhu has never been this patient in teaching his own son.
After all, teaching your own son manners doesn't give you the same sense of accomplishment.
If you were to teach the fourth child, that brat would drive you crazy with just a few words.
This year, he has only sat down properly once to talk to his child about life.
That was before He Ping went to Shanghai.
The child seemed troubled, looking conflicted as if he wanted to ask for advice but didn't know how to bring it up.
When He Yuzhu pulled He Ping into the study and took the initiative to ask questions...
He Pingcai then discussed the issue of their future with him in a serious manner.
He Ping asked him very seriously at the time, "If he can't play a move in Go, what will He Yuzhu and Liu Ting think of him?"
He Yuzhu was stunned by his son's question.
However, he also knew that He Ping was asking a very real question, and he was a little confused about his future.
These past few years have been a time when He Ping's senior brother Nie Xiangyu finally saw the light and his chess skills improved dramatically.
All the teachers and team members of their chess academy placed their hopes of defeating the less skilled player on their senior brother, Nie.
Once a sport is labeled as competitive, the winner naturally reaps both fame and fortune, while the second and third place winners are likely to remain unknown.
Who remembers the story of a southern chess player who vomited blood while playing chess last year in Leshan, Sichuan?
There's no other reason than that the chess player was the loser.
He Ping has consistently ranked second or third in the Go team for many years.
Without access to the best resources, without a good reputation, development is limited.
The most likely outcome is that after his competitive career ends, he can stay with the team or become a coach for a provincial team, thus remaining unknown for the rest of his life.
Therefore, it is quite normal for He Ping to have this kind of confusion.
That time, He Yuzhu thought for a long time before saying to He Ping in a serious tone, "First of all, your mother and I both regard you as our son."
The best son is better than the fourth son.
His words may seem like nonsense, but they are his true feelings.
He Ping thought for a moment and nodded seriously.
In his mind, his fourth son was indeed not outstanding.
He Yuzhu then added, "Secondly, compared to so-called fame or future prospects, your mother and I would much rather you enjoy the pleasure of playing chess."
Don't think about other things.
Whether we consider our own conscience or our family's actual circumstances, this is what we think.
He Ping didn't quite understand what He Yuzhu was saying, and he looked at He Yuzhu with a puzzled expression.
He Yuzhu thought for a moment and chuckled, "I have something to tell you..."
He pointed to a photo on the wall and tapped it lightly. One of the photos was of him with Mr. Haitang, taken in a year when he received the title of model worker.
Which photo was taken when he went inside to report on his work, and which important figure was he photographed with, and which photo was published in the newspaper...?
Those photos were all printed on very large sheets and hung in the center.
There are also some photos of him having gatherings with Lao Niu and Lao Chang.
That's a normal four to six-inch color photograph.
He Yuzhu couldn't explain to He Ping that these people would be the true masters of the grand stage of Beijing within the next twenty years.
Even a young man with square-framed glasses standing on the very edge could achieve extraordinary things in the future.
That person's surname was Fu, the Fu of Fujian.
He simply pointed at Old Niu and Old Chang and said with a smile, "You should know these two uncles."
When you were little, you often ate books at your Uncle Niu's house.
I also ate quite a few snacks that your Uncle Chang brought.
This is a very common occurrence for you, but for your teachers or fellow students, they would never have such an opportunity in their entire lives.
Seeing that He Ping was about to argue, He Yuzhu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I know what you want to say."
You probably think that's my relationship, and has nothing to do with you, right?
He Ping nodded stubbornly.
He Yuzhu continued with a smile, "But you are my son."
If you're involved with me, why shouldn't I be involved with you?
Your mother accepted the wealth your grandfather earned without a second thought, and I never felt ashamed of spending your grandfather's money.
So, shouldn't you feel at ease enjoying the interpersonal relationships I've cultivated?
In ancient times, there were families that had been passed down for thousands of years, with their wealth being passed down from generation to generation.
Have our descendants ever thought about the issue of not wanting it?
If you insist on comparing your child to children from ordinary families, isn't that disrespectful to me as their father?
Son, it's good to have dreams, and it's good to be independent. Dad supports you in both.
But you must understand that people are different.
Just like your less capable fellow apprentices, the only option they have is to end their competitive period, then follow orders and become a coach for some team somewhere.
Then we can nurture the next generation of outstanding children.
That is their entire life.
For you, your current competitive career is just one choice in your life, just the place where your dream lies.
Saying this might have a negative impact on your values.
But what Dad wants to tell you is that you should pursue your dreams to the fullest and enjoy the happiness that comes with it.
Everything else, Dad will take care of you!
It's that simple.
After saying those words, He Yuzhu felt extremely shameless.
He always felt that his words would taint his son's soul.
But he had to tell his children this cruel truth.
He didn't want his children to live such a tiring and complicated life.
Just like He An has no dreams.
He has the ability to help his daughter reshape her dreams and help her achieve them.
The same applies to He Ping.
From a selfish perspective, his lifelong goal was simply to make his children's future paths smoother.
Just like what a certain actor who became famous for playing the role of "calling a deer a horse" said in later generations, children from wealthy families are different from those from ordinary families.
How could someone with two or three generations of accumulated wealth be the same as an ordinary family?
Just like He Ping now, if he doesn't want to play chess anymore.
He could arrange for him to work in any industry he wanted.
Even if he no longer wanted to stay in China, He Yuzhu had the ability to send him to America, or somewhere else, to do what he wanted.
Of course, this doesn't mean that He Ping doesn't need to work hard.
To put it bluntly, He Yuzhu's job was to provide a safety net.
Since that conversation with his son, He Yuzhu has intermittently taken time to talk with He Ping.
Putting everything else aside, before He Ping went to Shanghai, his brow was no longer furrowed.
Chatting and laughing with my colleagues, I felt like I was no longer under pressure.
This is what He Yuzhu wanted.
When the old lady passed away this time, He Yuzhu didn't even notify him to come back.
Because he knew that this was the time for his son to pursue his dreams.
And he, he wanted to protect his son's dream. (End of Chapter)