Chapter 992 What Kind of Life Do You Want Your Parents to Live?

If Zhong Mo hadn't forced them to eat so many box lunches just now, how could they feel so deeply?

This is what people often say, other people's things are always stories, and only your own things are accidents!

In their previous view, their son just sat there studying every day and then participated in some other interest training classes, which was relaxed and happy. Even if he occasionally said a few unpleasant words, it was just a quick talk and nothing at all!

But when they were severely humiliated by Liang Zhiwen and others just now, they realized that those who spoke were comfortable, but those who listened were very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. And just now in the ward, they used such words to humiliate their son again and again. .

No wonder his son looks at him with such indifference!

No wonder my son said he couldn’t hold on any longer!

I only listened to it for a few minutes, but I couldn’t hold on, let alone my son who has been listening to it for several years!

Zhong Mo looked at the pain on their faces and understood how outrageous what they had done in the past few years, and then nodded: "Since you know that you are wrong, come in and tell your son clearly if you have anything. Isn’t that enough?”

"yes!"

The middle-aged couple looked at each other, supported each other, stood up, and followed Zhong Mo.

When Zhong Mo walked into the ward, Lin Meng'e and Liang Shuzhen were talking to He Zhenjiang. There were more smiles on his face. He really looked like a teenage child, carefree and innocent. Cheerful.

But when he saw his parents, a flash of panic and fear flashed in his eyes, his body trembled involuntarily, and he shrank his neck, as if he wanted to escape from here!

The middle-aged couple's eyes turned red when they saw this scene.

He is obviously his own child, but he is acting like an enemy!

This is not the result they want at all!

"Xiao Jiang, um, we..."

Dad He swallowed his saliva and said with a guilty look on his face.

"Wait a minute!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Mo raised his right hand to stop him from continuing.

Father He was stunned for a moment and looked at him in surprise, wondering why he stopped himself from talking.

Zhong Mo walked to the hospital bed, raised his right hand, patted He Zhenjiang's shoulder, and smiled kindly: "Xiao Jiang, I just talked to your parents. They have realized their mistakes and have managed you." It’s too strict and leaves you no free time, so they decided to give you some free time in the future!”

"Is this, is this true? Mom and Dad!"

He Zhenjiang suddenly raised his head and looked at his parents in surprise.

"We, we did not take your feelings into consideration before, we were wrong!"

Father He and Mother He both nodded and lowered their heads in shame.

But who knew that Zhong Mo suddenly said: "Xiao Jiang, I have a question to ask you now!"

"Brother Zhong Mo, just ask, as long as I know, I will answer!"

He Zhenjiang didn't expect that brother Zhong Mo could convince his parents, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Xiao Jiang, what do you plan to do when you grow up?"

Zhong Mo lowered his head, stared at him, and asked.

"Me, what will I do when I grow up?"

He Zhenjiang was stunned for a moment, with a flash of confusion in his eyes. Then he raised his hand and scratched his hair, feeling a little at a loss and said, "Brother Zhong Mo, I, I haven't thought about this problem yet. I, I don't know what I will do in the future." What!"

Zhong Mo patted his shoulder again, stood up, and said softly: "Xiao Jiang, you are thirteen years old now. You are neither too old nor too young. You understand many truths. I won't say anything to you. "Winning glory for the country, fighting for the rise of the nation, etc. are all big words, but talk about some realistic things."

"Your parents are already in their forties and have worked hard for half their lives. They can't wait until you are in your twenties and let your parents support you after you become an adult, right? And don't forget that your parents were studying at the beginning. They are young and don’t have much education, so they can only choose some hard work to support their families. However, this kind of work is okay when they are young, but once they get older, their bodies will really become worse day by day. Even if they want to support you for a lifetime, there is no way That heart doesn’t have that strength!”

When He Zhenjiang heard this, his body shook suddenly, he raised his head and looked at his parents again, his eyes red.

He used to feel that he was under a lot of pressure. He was abused by his parents every day and wished he could die. However, he never thought that his parents were also under a lot of pressure. They were only in their early forties, but because of years of hard work, they looked like Like people in their fifties, and they haven’t bought a new piece of clothing or added a piece of furniture to their home for many years!

His parents' hair has also turned white, and there are many more wrinkles than a few years ago. It's sad to see them!

"Mom, Dad, I, I..."

He Zhenjiang opened his mouth, but before the words came out, he was already choked with sobs.

"Xiao Jiang, when your parents are in their fifties and you grow up, have you thought about how to support them?"

Zhong Mo bent down, took out his cell phone from his pocket, flipped through a few photos, handed them to him, and explained, "Look at these photos. These old people also have their own children, but their children didn't study hard when they were young. When they grew up, they couldn't find a decent job. They could only work odd jobs here and there. They couldn't even support themselves, so how could they support their parents? Their parents have no choice. Even if they are 67 years old, they still have to work hard to grow crops and vegetables, and then exchange them for money!"

"Look at these photos again. Their children studied very hard when they were young. When they grew up, they found a job that was both easy and well-paid. Their parents don't have to go out to work anymore. They just bask in the sun, watch TV, grow flowers, and raise cats and dogs every day. How easy and comfortable is it?"

"These are two completely different results!"

Zhong Mo slowly put away his cell phone and put it in his pocket. "What kind of life do you want your parents to live in the future?"

He Zhenjiang was shocked by the photos on his phone.

The old people in the first few photos are obviously in their sixties or seventies, but they still have to set up stalls on the roadside to sell vegetables and roasted sweet potatoes, etc., with wrinkled faces full of indescribable fatigue and helplessness, but the old people in the last few photos are also in their sixties or seventies, but because they are in a good mood and wearing very exquisite clothes, they look like they are forty-five years old, and the smiles on their faces can't be concealed, and they are leisurely shopping and drinking afternoon tea.

He swallowed his saliva, with a firm light in his eyes: "I, I naturally want my parents to live a second life!"