Second Watch.
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"Mom, I was wrong." Chuxia quickly admitted her mistake to Zhao Yulan. Indeed, she had been worried about Zhou Mikang these days. With his ability, it is impossible for him not to have found out the real situation all this ti.
Either he’s stuck with sothing he can’t handle, or he’s in a place with no communication equipnt, and without communication equipnt, she hardly dares to think deeply...
She has been trying to suppress her emotions and keep herself busy not to think about it, but humans are emotional creatures; how could she really keep herself under control so well?
She always thought that doing so was right and would make her parents worry less, but in fact, how could those who are truly close to her not notice her occasional distraction?
"Ah..." Zhao Yulan gently smoothed her daughter’s slightly furrowed brow, "Xia, your father and I are also worried. Although your grandma and grandpa haven’t spoken out, their worries are no less than ours.
But we also know that reciting and being entangled every day won’t solve anything, and will just make everyone’s mood worse. Given your current condition, the worst thing is a low mood.
You’re studying dicine, and although you’re not yet trained, I believe you understand this kind of thing no less than I do. I know it’s a high demand of you, but that can’t be helped, especially as you’re about to beco soone’s mom.
You can’t just think about your own feelings now, or else, one day you’ll regret it. I’ve told you this before, and you fully understand it.
Saying it is easy but doing it is difficult. Even I can’t truly control myself in such matters, but we can’t just follow our nature because of this.
You have to constantly persuade yourself to think positively..." Pausing, Zhao Yulan said, "When I was pregnant with you, I encountered a very, very bad situation. If I had followed my nature, you might not have survived.
After thinking it over, I realized one truth: people tend to worry excessively about family, turning a small risk into a major one, becoming so panicked that they can’t take care of anything.
But when it’s over and you look back, you find that, alas, those worries were just tornting yourself and your loved ones, without any chance for regret."
Chuxia understood the principle Zhao Yulan explained. Everyone is like this; what isn’t related to oneself, can hang high and seem distant. That’s the aning, right? You can worry and sympathize about others, but it won’t touch your core. You can help others because of your concern and sympathy, but it’s hard to deeply empathize.
You can truly understand the pain only when you experience it yourself. However, understanding is one thing, doing it... is another.
"Mom, what happened to you back then?" Chuxia looked at Zhao Yulan and asked, seeking a source of courage from her mother’s hardships.
"It was when I was six months pregnant with you. The strong laborers of our village were dispatched to work on building a railway two hundred miles away around Zhang Manor. You should know, in so places, the railway passes through mountain tunnels, and your dad was doing that work.
The team responsible for blasting had just finished, and your dad’s team had to quickly transport the debris away. Your dad, being an honest man, was assigned the most dangerous tasks among those sent over.
At that ti, I was at ho and didn’t know how dangerous your dad’s work was. Then one day, Dagang’s Grandpa ca to our house in a panic, saying your dad had an accident; when transporting the debris out, the tunnel collapsed, burying more than a dozen people inside.
Although more than half of the tunnel was cleared, the whole front was sealed from the outside. Even after digging for two days, they hadn’t reached the buried people yet, everyone assud they were gone, and telegrams were sent to various villages.
From our village, those buried were your dad and Cui Jiagui. When the telegrams were sent, Cui Jiagui was already rescued. At the ti, everyone believed your dad was certainly gone, I thought so too, and after the people who ca to console us left, I sat on the kang all night.
The next day, when your grandpa and uncle received the news, they found sitting on the kang like a piece of wood. It was your grandpa who shouted back to my senses, saying even if your dad might be gone, dying wouldn’t save him but would instead cost your life too.
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