Chapter 27 Accepting Fate
He Shu used to think that life was like a spiritual practice, and everyone walked alone.
He felt that Aunt Liu and Uncle Zhang had a hard time, and their lives must be even more miserable.
But Aunt Liu smiled and said that when children are disobedient, she will only get angry, and then forget about it after she is angry.
"I also hope that my eldest son will have a healthy body and that my youngest son can be more stable, but that's just how people are. Not everything will go according to your wishes. That's fate."
"Fate has arranged this, what can we do? We can only accept it. What's the point of blaming the heavens and the earth? It's all fate..."
Uncle Zhang added, "Life is like a play, and a play is like life. Who knows what will happen tomorrow? Just live well today. At least at our age, we can still create some value for our children, so our life is not in vain."
Life is like a play, is it worth living? He Shu nodded in confusion.
He looked at the boss, who always repaired the car for a while and then sat at the door to smoke a cigarette.
He Shu used to think that his boss was lazy, but now he knows that his boss is just watching the people coming and going, trying to find a figure that he is worried about.
Everyone seems to experience some disappointments in life, but not everyone will become depressed because of them.
People’s joys and sorrows may not be shared, but no matter what we have experienced, we should have some expectations for the future.
He Shu seemed to have some understanding...
After get off work, He Shu drove his boss's car home again. Now he was very skilled at driving on the road and could drive at 60 miles per hour without panicking.
The boss Zhao Qishui kept creating second-hand smoke and said with a smile that it was enough to not panic.
When they got downstairs, He Shu politely asked as usual if he wanted to go to his house and sit for a while.
I thought the boss would refuse to go as he did before, but this time he actually agreed.
He Shu was stunned for a moment, and Zhao Qishui laughed and scolded: "What, you didn't really invite me?"
"No..." He Shu scratched his head embarrassedly and invited the boss to his home.
The corridor was filled with smoke. Tan Kuan, who lives next door, said that he was going to set up a game studio at home. Every day, countless young people came in and out.
They also like to smoke in the corridor at the entrance. Maybe Tan Kuan told them not to throw cigarette butts at the door of He Shu's house.
But a few people were still kicked by those who walked around.
He Shu opened the door with a frown. Zhao Qishui looked at the door opposite several times and saw some gangster-like people shouting and yelling in the house.
When I entered the house, it was clean and tidy, in stark contrast to the outside.
Zhao Qishui saw the urn and photos on the table at a glance, walked over and bowed.
"Boss, please sit down."
He Shu hurriedly poured water for Zhao Qishui, but Zhao Qishui walked around the room.
"Okay, I didn't expect your house to be so clean. Have you seen Xiaodong's room? It's like a doghouse. You can't even step in."
He Shu laughed: "Brother Dong is too busy, how can he have time."
"Don't speak for him. Can he be as busy as you? You're still in school."
Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, He Shu asked the boss to sit down while he went to cook.
Zhao Qishui actually agreed to eat here, and stood in the kitchen with his hands behind his back, watching what He Shu was doing.
Fortunately, He Shu now brings his own lunch every day and the family also buys some vegetables.
"Your knife skills are pretty good. You cut the potato shreds so finely? Let me try."
Zhao Qi washed his hands and insisted on trying it, so He Shu gave him the chopping board and went to the side to peel onions and garlic.
In the small kitchen, two people worked together to make a plate of fried shredded potatoes and a plate of scrambled eggs, two simple dishes.
Because Zhao Qishui insisted on helping and ended up making things worse, the two of them were sweating profusely.
But this feeling is very warm, and He Shu likes it very much, just like an ordinary father and son in other families.
Some people say that a boy who lacks fatherly love for a long time and does not have his father's company during his growth will lack masculinity.
Some of He Shu's habits do seem a bit out of place to other boys.
For example, his almost pathological cleanliness of his belongings and residence makes people feel that he is not like a boy.
There is also his indifference. On the surface, he never seems to argue with anyone and speaks loudly. In addition, he looks too delicate, fair, and thin.
So there are really many people who think that Lai Huaguang used this point to attack He Shu in school.
These days, Zhao Qishui teaches him how to drive after work every day, and He Shu has become very familiar with this boss.
The boss is a man with a cold exterior but a warm heart. Sometimes he has a bad temper and will curse at people. He is unkempt and wears dirty work clothes all day long. He has a stubble on his face and smokes a cigarette.
But he always solves problems for He Shu when he is embarrassed.
Even from his boss Zhao Qishui, He Shu felt the fatherly love he once longed for.
What he didn't know was that Zhao Qishui had the same feeling in his heart. If his son had always grown up around him, he might have driven, cooked, and played with him.
The dinner was simple. Zhao Qishui was very considerate and praised He Shu's cooking, saying that it tasted good. He ate two large bowls of rice.
After dinner, Zhao Qishui didn't rush to leave, but spoke out what was in his heart.
"He Shu, please sit down and let's have a chat."
Zhao Qishui took out a cigarette out of habit, but put it back after looking at the tidy house.
"Boss, just tell me whatever you want to say." He Shu sat down opposite him obediently.
"Don't call me boss, call me uncle."
"Okay, Uncle Zhao."
Zhao Qishui nodded, showing his gentle side rarely, and raised his hand to rub He Shu's head.
"Although I, your uncle Zhao, have not received much education, I know that students nowadays are tired. There are too many things to learn, and if they relax, their grades will drop."
"You will be a sophomore in high school when school starts again. There aren't many days left. Don't go to the car dealership. Study hard at home. You've been busy all summer. You haven't done your homework, right?"
"You have to know which one is important." Zhao Qishui had said this to He Shu before.
"If the little money I earn from washing cars affects my studies, it would be a waste of time."
He Shu was a little anxious when he heard this: "Uncle Zhao, I haven't fallen behind in my homework. I do it every night when I get home, so it won't delay my going to work."
Zhao Qishui smiled: "Why are you in such a hurry? Are you so short of money? Is it because you don't have enough tuition? If that's the case, don't worry, Uncle Zhao will pay for your studies until you finish college, okay?"
He Shu was stunned. His boss wanted to support him in his studies?
Coming back to his senses, He Shu hastily refused: "Uncle Zhao, how can this be possible? I have tuition fees, not that I don't have money to go to school."
Zhao Qishui didn't believe it. He had been taking care of this child for more than a month. He fed him the simplest and cheapest meals every day, and he was reluctant to buy him cold drinks or soda no matter how hot the weather was.
Today he came to He Shu's house specially to take a look, which further confirmed his thoughts.
I heard that He Shu's mother died of a serious illness. Now it costs a hundred or eighty yuan to treat a cold, which must have drained the family's wealth.
Although the house was kept very clean, all the items were old. How could he believe that He Shu was rich?
"Uncle Zhao, I really have money to go to school. I work part-time because I want to buy a better cemetery for my mother through my own efforts."
