The thing we complain about our parents the most is 'other people's children'.
In the mouths of parents, other people's children eat more, other people's children study well, other people's children can sing, other people's children have girlfriends or boyfriends, other people's children find a good job, other people's children buy a house, get married and have a baby--------
At that time, we were young and willful, and we felt that our life was our own, and we could live our lives the way we wanted and do whatever we wanted.
We want to squander our youth, we want to drink and sing, we want to get unique tattoos on our bodies, we want to wear weird earrings on our ears------drinking, fighting, playing games and going to bars. If we don't do these things once, how can we have the nerve to tell others that we were young once
Fang Yan is also one of the thousands of children.
What parents don’t know is that after having children, their lives continue to be passed on to their children. They cheered for the first sound you made, and they burst into tears when they heard you shout out the unclear "BABA" or "MAMA".
They care about your study and value your growth. Every time you achieve something, they are happier than you are. Every time you acquire a skill, they are prouder than you are. Children are the greatest wealth of parents, and they want to let the whole world know.
However, there is a conflict between what I want and what my parents want.
Children think, why should I live for you? Why should I win honor for you? Why should I satisfy your so-called self-esteem? Why should I let you have face in front of relatives, friends and neighbors
However, have they ever thought that parents who are willing to selflessly sacrifice their own lives, do they really want anything in return from you
They just want you to live a better life, a better life - that's all.
At that time, Fang Yan didn't understand this truth.
He hated Fang Yixing's rigidity and preferred the old drunkard's looseness and flexibility.
He rejected Fang Yixing's scolding and punishment, and preferred his mother's "earnest teachings".
He felt that his father was too selfish and that he was unwilling to take on the responsibility of revitalizing the family, but he kept forcing himself to work harder and harder.
As he grew older, gained more experience, and missed his father more, Fang Yan gradually understood this truth.
Your parents are willing to make selfless contributions for you, and you must also assume the responsibilities of being a child.
Love is willful, but also pulling.
If he could do it all over again, Fang Yan only hoped that Fang Yixing could live and live well, and he was willing to live for Fang Yixing------
Let him share the joy and let him feel the glory.
Let him point at himself and say in front of anyone: His name is Fang Yan, he is my son------
Unfortunately, Fang Yan realized it too late.
By the time he learned how to be a good son, his father was gone.
Fang Yan sat in front of Fang Yixing's tombstone, his body trembling and whimpering softly.
He didn't want his mother Lu Wan to know how sad he was, so he covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from crying out loud.
However, what he didn't know was that Lu Wan in the pepper bush had already collapsed to the ground with tears streaming down her face.
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In the Ye family hall, all the important figures of the Ye family gathered together.
Ye Daowen, the eldest of the three Ye family members, was sitting in the middle hall drinking tea. Although he looked calm and indifferent, he drank too often. It was obvious that he was very worried and anxious.
Ye Daoling, the third tiger who holds a high position in the political arena and is known as the 'hidden minister of the economy', sat below his eldest brother, frowning slightly, showing his displeasure on his face without disguising it.
His fingers kept shaking as if he was playing an exciting tune.
The second son, Ye Daoxuan, was out on a secret mission and could not be there. But his wife, Li Shuhua, had been waiting by the side of the old ancestor of the Ye family, serving her some melon seeds and snacks.
The younger generations of the Ye family, including Ye Fengsheng and Ye Zi, did not dare to make a sound. They sat on their little chairs like good kids and did not dare to say a word.
"Brother, aren't you too impatient?" Ye Daoling said with a tone of complaint: "How old is Wenrou? Does she need to break through now? How long has it been since her last break through? Is she ready?"
"That's what I said, but I can't change what Wenrou has decided. When she was little, I let her do whatever she wanted. When she grew up, she became independent and didn't listen to anyone."
Ye Daowen glanced in the direction of the old ancestor and said, "That one is too doting and gentle. The two of them have decided on the matter. How can I, as a father, have any say? You are not from this family? Don't you know the situation better than me?"
"Why not stop him if you can't stop him? This is no small matter. If we go to Mobei or even learn from the Fang family to go to the extremely cold land, we can grit our teeth and accept it. But why do we have to do such a dangerous thing?"
"What were we doing when Wenrou was so old? I remember that I had just developed a form of the White Tiger Fist at that time. I was so excited when I saw that my fists had the power of a tiger descending from the mountain. I felt that I was a genius. After seeking the Dao, he continued to ask questions. At such a young age, he asked some truths out of me. Now he wants to covet the Heavenly Dao. Is it so easy to ascend to the Heavenly Dao? Practicing martial arts and asking questions are not something that can be done in a hurry. What if the heavens retaliate against you?"
"Ye Daoling, shut up." The old ancestor scolded Ye Daoling in front of many young people without any hesitation, saying: "Is there any elder who is steady? The child hasn't even come out yet, and you are cursing her for something to happen?"
Ye Daoling's face was full of grievance, and he said: "Grandfather, I am not cursing Wenrou to get into trouble. Is there any uncle like this? I just think Wenrou is too anxious. Why should a girl practice kung fu so well? Even if she wants to practice kung fu well, it's fine. Just take your time. No one will compete with her. Besides, even if someone wants to participate, no one can be her opponent, right? Who among the younger generation in the inner world can fight with her? Even those of us of the older generation, I am far inferior to Wenrou. Even if my elder brother is much stronger than me, he is not as good as Wenrou, right? Are you in the early stage of the Dao realm? The middle stage? Do you have the courage to ascend to the Heavenly Dao?"
"Where's Fang Yan?" Being despised by his own brother, Ye Daowen said with an unhappy expression: "I heard that he has made another breakthrough in Huacheng. A few days ago, the old man of the Zhang family was still talking about the Tai Chi Light, saying that he is a rare Tai Chi genius in a century. The people of the Taoist sect also attach great importance to this matter. Didn't the old master of Tianji Temple go to the old house of the Fang family to visit Mr. Fang? We don't know what he said, but at least it proves that the Taoist sect attaches great importance to this matter, right?"
"You mean to say that Wenrou wanted to force her way through because of the pressure from Fang Yan?" Ye Daoling asked in surprise, "Wenrou is not that kind of person."
"Wenrou is definitely not that kind of person," Ye Daowen said. He still had some understanding of his daughter. "Wenrou wouldn't compete with others."
"So she's going to break through by force?"
"She just doesn't like others being better than her ---" Ye Daowen said a little embarrassedly. "In her opinion, it's natural for her to be better than others. If others are better than her --- it means they haven't worked hard enough."
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Ye Daowen sighed softly and said, "I hope everything goes well."
"I still think you are too careless." Ye Daoling whispered, "The Ye family is now in its heyday. My father and I are developing in the political circle, my second brother is developing in the military, my eldest sister and second sister are doing business, and my third sister is doing her job as a university professor and echoing us in the academic world. These are not our biggest trump cards. What is our biggest trump card?"
"It's Ye Wenrou. It's possible that our Ye family will produce a master of the Heavenly Dao Realm. Wenrou is well-known, and even the leader inside the red wall has mentioned her to me more than once. He also asked me to say hello to Wenrou on his behalf, and asked her to practice well. If there are any difficulties, she can report to him directly. Even the country attaches great importance to this matter. How can we treat it as a joke?"
"If Wenrou succeeds this time, it will be a great joy for us. Wenrou will become the first person in our Ye family to spy on the way of heaven in a hundred years. Whether it is the political circle or the inner and outer circles, they will have to look at our Ye family with new eyes - they will have to redefine their relationship with our Ye family. However, if Wenrou fails -"
Ye Daoling is a politician, so he has to explain the interests involved to his elder brother and make him understand the importance of Ye Wenrou to the Ye family.
"This time is different from the past. If you can't find the way, you can keep looking. If you can't get the truth from the way, you can just ask again next time. If it doesn't work once, try twice. If it doesn't work twice, try three times. But the way of heaven won't work."
Ye Daoling pointed at the sky and asked, "What is the sky? It is mysterious and unknown. It is endless. The sky is sacred, majestic, and inviolable. If a mortal body tries to peek into the true face of the sky, it will be retaliated by the sky and punished. Some people are punished and seriously injured or even killed, and some people never recover from this and never have any interest in martial arts again. Brother, we may lose more than we gain."
The old ancestor got angry, grabbed a fragrant pear on the coffee table in front of him and smashed it on Ye Daoling's head.
"Get out. Ye Daoling, get out-------" the old ancestor said angrily.
Ye Daoling did not dare to dodge and let the pear hit his head. (To be continued)