Almighty Coach

Chapter 177: Father and son

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The next day, while Dai Li was eating in the cafeteria, his cell phone suddenly rang, and an unfamiliar phone number appeared on it.

"Is it a courier? I haven't bought anything recently!" Dai Li was thinking about it while answering the question.

"Hello, is this Coach Li? I'm Yang Lin." Yang Lin's voice rang on the phone.

"Hello, Academician Yang." Li Dai was a little surprised. He didn't expect Yang Lin to call him.

"I got your phone number from Professor Mao." Yang Lin continued: "Coach Li, I called you specifically to thank you. I had a serious talk with Yang Sijie last night."

"Have you made everything clear?" Dai Li asked subconsciously.

"Let's make it clear. Citrix told me his thoughts, and I support him!" Yang Lin on the phone let out a long sigh:

"Speaking of which, this matter is my mistake. I have been focusing on scientific research when I was young. I only gave birth to such a son when I was thirty-five years old. It is considered a son of old age, so I have always doted on him. Many times, Whatever he wants, I will try my best to satisfy him.”

"We who are engaged in scientific research usually spend time in the laboratory. Sometimes we don't go home for two or three months in a row. It's also common. I didn't communicate with my children. He has grown up, and he has My own ideals, my own thoughts and plans, but I have always ignored this. I am really unqualified as a father!"

When Yang Lin said this, he paused and continued: "Coach Li, thank you. It's really thanks to your reminder this time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that there was already a relationship between Citrix and I." Such a big gap."

"Estrangement!" Li Dai felt that Yang Lin's word was very accurate.

Parents and children are the most intimate relationship in the world. However, they are two generations after all. Although their purpose is for the good of each other, there will always be gaps due to the concepts of different eras. However, few parents will sit down quietly, listen to their children's ideas, and eliminate the barriers through communication.

In traditional Confucian education, the first thing that is emphasized is never communication, but responsibility and obedience. Responsibility is the parent's and obedience is the child's.

The so-called "it is the father's fault whether he raises or not educates", this simple sentence means that parents have a lifelong responsibility for their children. If a child fails to do well in an exam, parents will blame themselves; if a child fails to find a job, parents will blame themselves; if a child fails to find a partner, parents will blame themselves. This is a lifelong responsibility. Even if their children are in their fifties or sixties, parents in their seventies or eighties will still worry about their children.

This is a great responsibility!

As children, you need to obey the instructions of your parents. When you are a minor, you should be guided and educated by your parents. However, as adults, you still have to obey as a child, which is a major matter of marriage. Since ancient times, there has also been the inheritance of "parents' orders and matchmaker's words". In traditional thinking, children's disobedience to what their parents say can be equated with the word "unfilial piety." A "filial piety" directly rises to the level of morality! Therefore, as a child, you can only obey.

This is pathetic obedience!

However, the maintenance of relationships between people is not about taking responsibility for the other party, nor is it about obeying orders, but about communication. Even if you are a relative, the relationship will fade if you don't contact them for a long time.

At this moment, Dai Li couldn't help but think of Fang Haiquan.

Dai Li felt that Fang Haiquan and Yang Sijie had a lot in common. They all have a very strong father. Their father loves them deeply and has arranged their future path. Similarly, there is a lack of communication between them and their father.

At different times, Fang Haiquan chose to fight, but Yang Sijie chose to obey.

The next second, Dai Li suddenly thought of himself and his father.

Since graduating from college, Dai Li has been wandering around outside. It has been a long time since father and son sat together quietly and talked seriously.

"It's been a long time since I've been home again. My dad should be okay!"

Dai Li took the phone, hesitated for a moment, and dialed his father's phone number.

After a few beeps, my father's voice came to mind on the phone.

"Son, what's wrong? What happened? Why are you calling me at this time?"

"Dad, I'm fine, I just miss you and want to hear your voice!" Dai Li said, but his eyes became moist unknowingly...

Yang Sijie held a brand new camera with a satisfied smile on his face.

Not long ago, Yang Sijie had a serious conversation with his father, and he expressed his desire to be a photographer. He thought his father would reprimand him angrily, but what he didn't expect was that his father supported his decision.

Yang Sijie was excited for several days. He kept playing with the newly bought camera every day when he came home. As soon as the weekend came, he couldn't wait to run out with the camera in his arms and start pursuing his dream of being a photographer.

Huajing City has a long history and is home to various scenic spots and historic sites, and there are countless places worth taking pictures. Yang Sijie, a novice photographer, couldn't stop at all and wanted to take pictures of every corner he passed.

Just before noon, the camera's screen displayed the words "Insufficient Memory."

"Insufficient memory, this memory card is full." Yang Sijie sighed helplessly. He did not bring a second memory card, so he could only put the camera away and pause shooting.

"It's time for lunch, let's eat first and then go home." Yang Sijie thought of this, took out his mobile phone and searched for places to eat around him on the map.

At this moment, a shout came from behind Yang Sijie.

"Stop! Don't run! I'm a policeman! Stop!"

Yang Sijie looked back, but felt a figure flash in front of him. A young man in black flew past him, and behind him were two people. One was in a police uniform, and the other was in plainclothes. Both of them had the same target. The young man in black in front.

The next second, Yang Sijie instinctively took steps forward and chased forward. In just ten seconds, Yang Sijie caught up with the young man in black. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man in black. The clothes were pulled back hard.

While running, the young man in black was pulled by Yang Sijie. His center of gravity suddenly became unstable, he lost his balance, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. But he still planned to get up quickly and continue to escape.

At this time, the police behind him had caught up. The two men directly pushed the young man in black to the ground. The plainclothesman took out handcuffs and handcuffed the young man in black.

"Run away! I've been squatting for three days, but I finally caught you!" the plainclothesman said.

After the plainclothes policeman finished speaking, he looked up at Yang Sijie in front of him.

"Young man, good job. This is a time when the road is rough and you draw a sword to help! There are not many people who can act bravely like you. Thank you very much. If it weren't for you, maybe the suspect would have escaped." Plainclothes The policeman spoke.

"It's okay, it's what I should do." Yang Sijie was breathing heavily after the strenuous exercise just now.

Next to him, the police officer in police uniform also said: "Young man, you ran so fast. We chased him for two or three streets and still didn't catch up with this guy. Fortunately for you, you caught up with him in the blink of an eye!" If you run so fast, you must be an athlete, right?"

Yang Sijie said subconsciously: "Yes, I am an athlete, practicing sprinting! I am..."

The next second, Yang Sijie suddenly stopped talking.

Involuntarily, I touched the backpack where the camera was placed.

"I almost forgot, I'm no longer an athlete!"