"Dad, what do you think of me studying medicine in the future?" Zhou Cong suddenly came to Wang Zhong and said he wanted to chat with Wang Zhong. When the father and son came to the study, Zhou Cong asked straight to the point.
"Didn't you always say you wanted to be a scientist before? Why did you suddenly change your mind?" As soon as Wang Zhong asked this question, he suddenly reacted: "Because of you, Grandpa Ma?"
Zhou Cong nodded and said: "Part of the reason is that last time, my grandpa suddenly fainted at night, and grandma was so anxious that she was at a loss. The rest of us could only follow in the panic. Zhou Ming and Little Tail directly They were all frightened to tears, and even Lingling, who has always been bold, turned pale with fright."
Then he met Wang Zhong's gaze with firm eyes and said, "I don't want to have to stand by and watch, helpless when encountering something like this next time."
Wang Zhong still had a smile on his face, patted Zhou Cong on the shoulder and said, "As long as you want to learn it yourself, whether it's medicine or something else, dad will support you!"
"Follow your own heart in everything and don't force yourself. Only when you are really interested can you do something well. As long as you figure it out, no matter what decision you make, your father and mother will support you. .”
Wang Zhong has no plans for the future of his children. To a certain extent, he feels that foreign education methods have certain merits and are worth learning and learning from.
And based on the current situation of their family, no matter what the children do in the future, as long as they don't ruin the family, it will be enough for them to live a lifetime without worrying about food and clothing.
After hearing this, Zhou Cong showed a smile on his face and said happily: "Thank you, Dad!"
Looking at his eldest son who was over 1.7 meters tall and close to an adult in front of him, Wang Zhong sighed with emotion, "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, you have grown so big."
"You are the eldest brother. An elder brother is like a father. If your mother and I are not around in the future, you should keep an eye on your younger brothers and sisters."
"I know, Dad." Zhou Cong agreed quickly.
"By the way, why did your grandfather faint?" Wang Zhong looked at Zhou Cong and asked.
"Why haven't I heard you mention it?"
"Yueyue and I were reading in the study room, and Little Tail ran up to us and told us." Zhou Cong said, "Later I heard from grandma that it was because she told grandpa about the fall out between you and my uncle back in 1981. Then grandpa was so angry that he fainted."
"The doctor came to see me and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on my grandpa. Soon he woke up. The doctor said it was nothing serious. He was just old and had high blood pressure. Then he fainted when he got excited and his blood surged. It was nothing serious. The big thing is that we should be careful not to irritate grandpa in the future."
"The doctor said everything is fine, so grandma asked us not to tell you and mom yet."
Wang Zhong understood Li Suhua's considerations, but he still couldn't help but asked: "That shouldn't be the case. Although your uncle and I don't have any contact now, we don't have any conflicts. According to your grandma's temperament, if nothing goes wrong, she won't put these things into question." I told your grandpa about the past."
Zhou Cong's eyes flickered and he said, "Maybe it's because we met with my grandparents and my sister-in-law's mother a few days ago."
"Meet? What's going on?" Wang Zhong's heart suddenly rang with alarm bells.
Wang Zhong often does things that are beneficial to others but not harmful to himself. He cannot be said to be a kind person, but he can be said to be willing to help others.
But Hao Dongmei's mother Jin Yueji had a precedent, so Wang Zhong had to be vigilant.
And since that time in 1981, she has never visited the old Zhou family again. Even Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei live in the Hao family most of the time. Zhou Rong only visits during the holidays. After the couple came back from Yanjing, they would go back to their old house to stay for a few days.
"This is what happened..."
Zhou Cong slowly told Wang in detail how Jin Yueji, Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua met, and how they discussed and decided after the children knew about it, and how they finally launched a counterattack to nip the crisis in the cradle. Heavy.
At this moment, Wang Zhong was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, he unexpectedly gave Zhou Cong a thumbs up: "It seems that I underestimated my son."
"Bold and careful, brave and resourceful, not bad, not bad. At such a young age, he already has the air of a general. He is worthy of being my son, hahaha!"
Although he didn't become Jin Yueji, Zhou Cong did. A fifteen-year-old ignorant boy who was inexperienced in the world beat an old fox like this. Wang Zhongguang wanted to I couldn't help but feel happy just thinking about it, and I looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Dad!" Despite Zhou Cong's calmness, he couldn't help but blush and feel a little embarrassed when he heard Wang Zhong's words.
"Seriously!" Zhou Cong said.
After laughing, Wang Zhong suppressed his previous joy and raised his hand to pat Zhou Cong's shoulder. He looked serious and said in a solemn tone: "Although you did a good job in this matter, it is in line with dad's wishes." , but many times, many things cannot be generalized. Positive hard steel is never the only way to solve the problem. If it is something insignificant, it is okay to make excuses occasionally. "
"In the final analysis, you are only a fifteen-year-old child. Although you are much more precocious than your peers, there is still a gap between you and that kind of person who has matured."
"Indeed!" Zhou Cong nodded, convinced.
"As for the big principles, Dad won't tell you. They are all in the books, but just knowing the principles is useless. Just like what Grandpa Deng said, practice is the only criterion for testing truth.
If you haven't experienced it yourself, whether it's what you read in books or what your father is telling you now, no matter how much you read, it's of no use. "
As he spoke, Wang Zhong suddenly paused, his eyes flashed slightly, he thought for a moment, and continued: "Just like what happened this time, you did a good job, but if things are really as you thought, what do you think? Is this the end of the matter?"
Wang Zhong did not dare to tell whether Jin Yueji really just wanted to meet Zhou Zhigang and his wife and talk about the friendship between the in-laws, or whether it was just as Zhou Cong and the others feared, holding the same arms as they had in 1981. the goal of.
"It's not over yet?" Zhou Cong was a little unconvinced. He had already reached that point. "Is it possible that she really wants to completely cut off the relationship between our family and my uncle, so that we will never have contact with each other forever?"
Wang Zhong sighed, turned around and walked to the window, looking at the snowy scene outside the window through the glass: "It is easy to sever the relationship and never have contact with each other until death. As long as you are determined to be ruthless, it only takes one sentence."
"I have already told your uncle and Jin Yueji what you said when Little Tail was born."
Zhou Cong's eyes widened, his pupils were rounded, and he said in disbelief: "Then she still dares to take advantage of our little brother?"
"If she really has this kind of intention, then she must have decided that I care about your grandma." Wang Zhong sighed.
If he had just traveled through time, even if he had received the original memory, it was only a memory, not a subjective emotion. Wang Zhong at that time would never have cared so much.
But it has been twenty years. Even if you raise a dog or a kitten, you have already developed feelings for it.
"Dad, do you think it's possible that we have misunderstood? After all, Little Tail is over seven years old and can remember things a long time ago. Even if you and my mother really agree, I'm afraid Little Tail himself won't agree."
Zhou Cong thought of Zhou Ming's words and felt a little uncertain.
After all, Little Tail is already seven years old, and he is no longer the little kid who can be easily deceived by someone who has only spoken a few words for three years.
Wang Zhong looked at the troubled Zhou Cong, smiled, and said: "You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. There is nothing wrong with this."
"And your aunt's mother is not a simple character."
Jin Yueji has really experienced war, and is used to seeing life and death, intrigues, and all kinds of conspiracies. How could she have such little fighting power? If she really made up her mind, how could she give up after Zhou Cong gave up so lightly.
As he spoke, Wang Zhong shook his head: "Actually, I can't tell."
Then he laughed and said: "Your father and I can't read minds, how can I know what other people are thinking? Besides, a person of her age has experienced most of her life. Even if she really has something on her mind, she won't let us see it so easily. from."
This can be regarded as the first time that father and son have completely opened up their hearts to communicate, and it is also the first time that Wang Zhong has talked about these terrible things with his son.
"Hey!" After thinking about it, Zhou Cong also sighed: "If she really planned this, isn't it because she is sure that we are soft-hearted and don't want to fall out with uncle!"
Thinking of this, Zhou Cong felt a little resentful.
"Actually, the real key to this matter is not your aunt or her mother." Wang Zhong said.
"Not on her?" Zhou Cong was a little confused, and then a familiar figure appeared in his mind: "Dad, you mean uncle..."
"That's right!" Wang Zhong sighed and said, "Your uncle is fair and strict, has a clean mind, is talented and capable, and is a good official. But when it comes to family issues, I have always looked down on him."
Zhou Cong also had some memories in his eyes: "At this point, uncle is indeed a bit too selfish."
"Everyone has their own ambitions, and there is nothing they can do about it. Whether it is your uncle or your aunt, in their eyes, love is their belief, and it is something worth giving up on their family and friends, their future, their future, and something else."
As he spoke, Wang Zhong suddenly looked at Zhou Cong and said in a rather solemn tone: "The reason why I tell you this is because I want you not to be too blind when it comes to feelings, now or in the future, and not to imitate your uncle and aunt."
"Dad, don't worry, I won't do it." Zhou Cong said firmly.
Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Don't be too complacent. If you say that, it's because you haven't met the girl you like yet."
"I hope that in the future, if you really meet a girl who makes your heart beat, and even feels the urge to devote everything to her, you can calm down and think about what dad said to you today."
"A person's life lasts for decades, which can be long or short. Love is indeed beautiful, easy to be intoxicated and longing for.
But love is not everything in life. In addition to loving you, there are also family ties, friendships, teacher-student ties, robe-sweep ties, etc., etc., which are equally precious.
Love can be possessed and pursued, but if you have to give up other things for love, Dad hopes that when you make a decision, you will stop and think about it, think about your family, think about me and your mother, think about I miss my grandparents, my brothers and sisters, my uncle and my aunt. "
Zhou Cong did not nod immediately, but lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and asked: "Dad, did you and E's mother get married because of love?"
Wang Zhong raised the corners of his mouth slightly in a smile, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Want to know?"
"Yeah!" Zhou Cong nodded seriously.
Wang Zhong said: "Okay, then dad will talk to you today."
Zhou Cong immediately pricked up his ears and looked at Wang Zhong with curiosity and expectation on his face.
Wang Zhong walked to the bedside, stood with his hands behind his hands, looked out at the snowy scene outside the window, and said slowly: "The first time your mother and I met was in the winter of 1969, outside the cinema. It was snowing that day, the snow was heavy, and the north wind was blowing. It's very cold. Your mother is selling candied haws and popsicles with your grandma outside the cinema.
Your mother was only nineteen years old at that time. She had two long braids and was very beautiful. When I first saw your mother, I was deeply attracted to her.
At that time, I had the idea in my heart that I would never marry anyone but her, so I began to try my best to find out about your mother, her character, and her character..."
Listening carefully to Wang Zhong's story about how he and Zheng Juan met, fell in love, and then got married, Zhou Cong looked at Wang Zhong and hesitated to speak.
Wang Zhong said: "Just say what you want to say."
Zhou Cong took a few breaths, thought carefully, organized his words, and asked: "Dad, if, I mean if, if my mother was not so beautiful, virtuous, and not so kind, would you still marry me?" she?"
Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Of course not."
"Regardless of men and women, they always have a strong possessive desire for beautiful things. When I first met your mother, I wanted to marry her home. At that time, I couldn't even ask what your mother's name was. Where do you live and don’t know anything about your personality, do you think this is love?”
"no!"
Wang Zhongdao: "That's just pure possessiveness, the desire to take beautiful things as your own. In my opinion, the so-called love at first sight is nothing more than lust."
Zhou Cong nodded and said: "So after you inquired about my mother's character, you determined that she is the person you want to find, so you pursued her!"
Wang Zhong nodded, then turned around to look at Zhou Cong, and said seriously: "The reason why we humans are human is not only because we have intelligence that other animals do not have, but also because we have learned self-discipline, learned self-restraint, and do not let I was controlled by the desires deep in my heart, and gradually developed morality and civilization."
"Being a good person doesn't necessarily mean getting ahead, but you must have a bottom line and perseverance in your heart."
"I understand, Dad, I will never let you down." Zhou Cong said firmly.
Wang Zhong said: "It doesn't matter whether you let me down or not. The key is not to let yourself down, so as not to regret it when you look back on your life when you are old in the future."
What he said at once was a bit too much and too complicated. Wang Zhong realized it later, raised his hand and put it on Zhou Cong's shoulder, and said with a smile: "That's the end of this topic. Dad has only one request for you: Be a person with a bottom line and morality, and be a person who is worthy of yourself, the country and the people, and heaven and earth."
Zhou Cong clenched his fists, with a bright light shining in his eyes: "I will work hard towards this goal."
"very good!"
After complimenting Zhou Cong, Wang Zhong changed the subject and said: "Also, don't think of people so bad. Although people's hearts are in prison and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, there are still good people in this world besides evil people. "
Zhou Cong nodded and said, "Just like Grandpa Ma and Grandma Qu, like Uncle Sun and Uncle Xiao, like those uncles in Xiaoheishan Village."
Wang Zhong returned to the desk and sat down, and continued: "Actually, it is really difficult to judge most good and evil. Sometimes, what we think is evil may not be evil in the eyes of some people. We think it is good. But in the eyes of some people, it is evil."
As he spoke, Wang Zhong shook his head, feeling helpless: "Many things in the world are never black and white."
Zhou Cong seemed to understand something but not quite.
Wang Chongmie didn't have too much explanation, but continued: "There is an old saying that a loss is a blessing. Although this statement is not completely correct, it cannot be completely denied."
"Some losses can be suffered, and some losses cannot be suffered. As for how to judge, it depends on the individual."
Taking this opportunity, Wang Zhong simply said a little more. Zhou Cong nodded thoughtfully. He must have listened carefully, but only he knew whether Li understood or not.
"I once encountered an interesting problem. Do you want to know?"
"Yeah!" Zhou Cong nodded immediately: "I think so."
Wang Zhongdao: "Near a section of the railway, there are many signs stating that you are not allowed to approach the railway tracks. But in front of a fork in the road, there are more than a dozen children playing on the normal railway track, ignoring the warning signs next to them as if they are nothing. On another long-abandoned railway track, there was also a child who was with the dozen or so children. He originally wanted to play with them, but after seeing the notice, he did not dare to go down and even tried to dissuade his friends. , saying it was dangerous, but no one listened to him. He could only play alone on the abandoned railway track while waiting for his friends.
At this moment, a high-speed train is already close at hand, and it is too late to avoid or brake. If you are the driver of the train, would you choose to let the train continue to run on its original route, or let it arrive? What about that long-abandoned track? "
After listening to Wang Zhong's question, Zhou Cong lowered his head and fell into deep thought, his brows furrowed and his eyes flashing sharply.
After a long while, Zhou Cong raised his head and said, "If it were me, I might choose to let the train drive to that long-abandoned track."
Wang Zhong said with some emotion: "Yes! One life or a dozen lives, most people should choose this way."
"Dad, wouldn't you choose this way?" Zhou Cong asked curiously.
Wang Zhong shook his head, "No!" He answered without any hesitation.
"Why?" Zhou Cong was puzzled.
Wang Zhongdao: "A dozen lives are lives, but one life is also a life. Everyone is born equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. The child on the abandoned railway track did not make any mistakes. He even reminded those who ran to the normal railway track. Why should a child who goes to school have to bear the consequences that he does not have to bear because of other people's mistakes?"
Zhou Cong was stunned, stunned on the spot, his mind was a little blank, as if only Wang Zhong's words were left.
Like bursts of spring thunder, deafening and enlightening.
"Yes! A life is also a life. The child who was playing on the abandoned railway track did not make any mistakes, but the dozen or so children on the railway track ignored the warning signs and the child's advice."
But when it comes to this person, Zhou Cong's face shows a bit of confusion: "It's just...just..."
Wang Zhongdao: "This is just a metaphor, not a fact. There is no so-called standard answer. You don't need to be too entangled. Dad just wants to tell you a truth."
"Everyone is an independent individual. Everyone has his or her own consciousness. At every stage of life, everyone will make their own choices. Since you have made a choice, you must bear the consequences of the choice yourself. Others have no responsibility or obligation to bear the corresponding consequences, let alone bear them for you."
Zhou Cong immediately thought of Zhou Bingyi. Zhou Cong had heard Wang Zhong and Li Suhua say that the marriage between Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei was entirely voluntary, and Zhou Bingyi already knew the fact that Hao Dongmei was infertile before they got married.
"But when things don't happen to them, many people always like to point fingers, criticize others, and demand others from what they think is the perspective of justice. This or that.
Just like the child on the abandoned railway track in the question, even though they know that the child is innocent, most people will still choose to let the train drive on the abandoned railway track, and even call it a sacrifice of life. But it can save a dozen lives, which is a great kindness. "
"In their view, it is better for one family to suffer than for a dozen families to suffer."
"But if they are not the child's parents and family, how can they understand the pain? If they are not that child, how can they know that the child is willing to exchange his life for the lives of others.
Life is always equal and will not change based on quantity. No one has the right to deprive an innocent person of his reputation.
As the Analects of Confucius says: Don’t do to others what you don’t want others to do to you. If the child playing on the abandoned railway track was their child, what choice do you think they would make? "
Zhou Cong didn't know how to answer, the answer automatically appeared in his mind.
"Dad, I..."
"Okay!" Wang Zhong interrupted Zhou Cong and said to him with a smile: "I said so much in one breath, it will take time for you to accept it."
"Anyway, don't worry about your uncle for now. Your mother and I are here. The most important thing for you right now is to concentrate on your studies. While you still have time, read more, study more, and observe more. Now that you have decided on the major you want to study, work harder to get into the university of your choice.”
"Although studying may not be the only way out, it is the simplest, easiest and fairest shortcut. People can live without diplomas, but they cannot live without culture."
"Look at me, it's been so many years since I graduated, but I still insist on studying."
"I understand, Dad! I will focus on studying." Zhou Cong naturally understood what Wang Zhong meant.
"Okay, now that you understand, let's go back and have a rest. Get some rest early, refresh yourself, adjust your state, and stop thinking about these messy things."
"Dad, you should go to bed early and don't stay too late." Wang Zhong often stayed in the study for several hours, so Zhou Cong would say this.
"Okay, Dad knows what's going on, you should go and have a rest!"
Zhou Cong didn't try to persuade him, and turned around and left the study.
Looking at Zhou Cong's back, Wang Zhong felt sad again. Time is like running water, passing by and never coming back. Before he knew it, his eldest son had grown up and became sensible.