Xue Zhilan shook his head helplessly: "I also want not to be angry - but the child is suffering from illness. Can I not be angry or feel distressed?"
"Ah Huan and his wife may be a little impatient."
Father Xue said warmly: "I'll tell you about Ah Huan later."
Xue Zhilan sighed and whispered: "They husband and wife have the same tone and the same ideas. They are talking about why if they don't work hard now, they will not be able to keep up soon.
He also said that other people’s children started learning Cambridge English and various piano and violin classes at an age that they could not count on their ten fingers.
He also said that Xiao Yue failed to keep up in time when he was a child and should not be left behind again.
You said, isn't this forcing the child to death?"
"This...is too much."
Father Xue scolded: "Don't talk nonsense. No matter how anxious you are, you can't say that."
Xue Zhilan was slightly embarrassed and whispered: "I'm not... worried about Xiao Yue!"
Father Xue couldn’t help but sigh with emotion: “The times are developing so fast, and education is constantly changing.
Today's young people are under a lot of pressure. It may be due to their own excessive pressure and the prevailing culture of comparison, which makes most parents very anxious.
If you don’t force your children to learn well, they will not be able to find better jobs, earn more money, and their social status will be too low.
Therefore, in order to hope for success, one can only force children to study hard.
One person pushes, several people push, and a small environment is quickly formed. Gradually, others are forced to follow the push, because they are afraid that their children will be left behind, so they have to join this trend, which ultimately leads to the painful situation in education today.
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The child is in pain, and the parents are suffering and anxious. Not only are they mentally stressed, but they are also financially stressed, making it difficult for both of them."
"The couple have made a lot of money over the years."
Xue Zhilan said solemnly: "The more you earn, the more willing you are to spend money on your children.
I would rather they have financial pressure and cannot afford those expensive interest classes, so that the children can take a breather."
Father Xue smiled helplessly and reminded: "Although Ah Huan no longer works in the pharmaceutical group, his shares and dividends are still there.
He is now worth a lot of money, and as long as he doesn’t spend it recklessly, the money he has around him will be enough for him and his descendants to live on for several generations."
"That's what I told them too."
Xue Zhilan patted the table excitedly, "If it were someone else's child, he might be worried about finding a job and making money in the future.
But they don't have to worry at all. The foundation left by their parents is enough for their children to live a comfortable and worry-free life.
What do you think he said?
Born in sorrow and died in happiness, the reasons are high-sounding, but they just don’t make me angry to death! What I mean is that the child works hard enough, and the family foundation, no matter what, the difference is not much different.
It would be better for him to give me a lot of reasons to refute!"
"Don't be angry."
Xue's father coaxed: "He is also doing it for Xiao Yue. Maybe he is a little too eager for success. Just give him some advice."
Xue Zhilan smiled bitterly and sighed: "Brother Wu, you said when we teach children, as long as they study the text knowledge well and don't cause us any trouble, we don't care about anything else.
It's better now. A parent has to be responsible for taking a child to and from school, tutoring classes and interest classes.
The current education phenomenon—why bother so much!”
"Stop scolding, it's like this now."
Dad Xue said warmly: "Our family is luckier, our children are older, and we have avoided such a trend.
Now that the third and fourth children are in their third year of high school, they just need to study hard and don't worry about anything else.
You can draw comics on the weekends and play chess on the weekends. In addition to studying at other times, you have to make up classes starting next week or even on Saturdays."
"It's not easy~" Xue Zhilan shook his head helplessly.
Father Xue started making tea and said, "I'll make a phone call later and ask Ah Huan and his family to come for dinner in the evening.
The weather has turned colder, and I haven’t seen them since we had dinner together in the summer.”
"Sorry, Brother Wu."
Xue Zhilan lowered his voice: "Let them take some of the burden off Xiao Yue, and don't do so much.
It is good enough for a person to specialize in one or two areas of expertise."
"Okay, okay."
Father Xue agreed.
At this moment, Xue Ling hurried out of the room, shouting: "Old Chen! Prepare the car! Prepare the car! Hurry!"
The two old men who were drinking tea were startled and stood up.
"Ling Ling, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?
What happened?"
Even the old woman and mother-in-law who were weeding in the back garden were frightened and poked their heads in through the side door and window.
Xue Ling put on a thin windbreaker and explained hurriedly: "Yangyang was accidentally injured... The coach said something happened to him during training! His arm may be broken, and he is going to the hospital now!"
"Oh my God! My arm is broken!"
"Yangyang! My Yangyang!"
Several old people were frightened, trembling and helpless and exclaimed.
Xue Ling comforted him: "I'll go first! I asked Ayuan to drive to the hospital first! You all stay at home. I'll call home as soon as Yangyang is fine!"
"Ling Ling, I'll go with you!"
Xue Zhilan said: "I am best at orthopedics."
Xue Ling shook his head: "Uncle, you can stay.
There are professional doctors specially hired by the training center, and Yang Yang's physical information cannot be leaked, so even if you go, they won't let you get close at will.
Okay! You all just wait, don’t run around!”
After saying this, she grabbed her cell phone and ran out.
Soon, the luxury car drove away from the garden.
The four old men immediately lost interest in chatting and weeding. They sat uneasily and watched TV, none of them daring to speak.
It wasn't until more than an hour later that Cheng Tianyuan called.
——It’s nothing serious, I have to stay in the hospital for a while to recover.
He is young and in good health, and the doctor said he should be discharged from the hospital in ten days.
Lingling and I will stay to take care of him for the time being and then go back in the evening.
Father Xue was very worried and asked: "When you come back in the evening, who will take care of Yangyang?"
——Don’t be afraid, you will come in the evening.
He will take good care of Yangyang.
Mother Xue hurriedly shouted into the phone: "Isn't Ranran very busy?
He takes care of his second child at night, so how can he have the energy to go to class during the day?"
——It's just for tonight. We have asked the doctor to find a male caregiver for him, and he will be there tomorrow.
Okay, don't worry, it's nothing serious.
We will tell you in detail when we go back later.
You can eat, sleep and watch TV, and just wait for us.
The four old men breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to eat in the large dining room.
On the other end of the phone, Cheng Tianyuan held the phone and looked at Xue Ling aside with complicated eyes.
"...I haven't said anything to them yet, so as not to worry them."
The doctor said that the arm injury was very serious and would definitely affect his swimming ability in the future. He was afraid that his career would be forced to end.
Xue Ling's eyes were red and he whispered: "...It's okay, he is officially retiring anyway, so I might as well take this opportunity to make up his mind to retire..."
Cheng Tianyuan sighed softly and hugged her into his arms.
"He can no longer compete...but he can still swim and persist in his favorite hobbies. God has taken good care of him."