Chapter 745: Chapter 594: Firm Belief in the Power of Genes
After finishing the SPA, Ming Jinxin said to Ning Youguang, "Let’s go downstairs for dinner."
Once they arrived downstairs.
Ning Youguang found that Aunt Ming had thoughtfully arranged everything for them to enjoy themselves today.
In addition to the full suite of a relaxing SPA, there was a fine dinner.
It was a Cantonese cuisine carefully prepared by a private chef.
This dinner not only had dishes made with full sincerity but even the service, presentation, plating, and details conveyed the chef’s dedication.
After the meal, it was akin to a delightful feast for both the taste and sight.
"Little Fish is indeed talented in painting and playing the cello." In the stylishly decorated restaurant, Ming Jinxin put down her fork and gently took a sip of red wine.
"Indeed very talented." The painting created by their younger brother last year recently won the gold medal in the children’s category at the Picasso International Youth Painting Competition this year.
The whole family was very happy to receive the news.
But soon, Ming Jinxin changed the topic, "Learning calligraphy isn’t working; it’s been two years and it’s still quite a headache. The teacher is at a loss, and he himself finds it very painful to learn."
"Is Auntie planning to stop his calligraphy lessons?" Ning Youguang detected the underlying message.
"Already stopped." Ming Jinxin didn’t show much regret on her face, "Last week, your dad, Little Fish, and I held a formal family meeting to discuss whether Little Fish should continue with calligraphy lessons."
Instead, there was a rather carefree expression, "Calligraphy is one of the interest subjects your dad chose for your brother. At the time, I couldn’t determine your brother’s talent and interest, so I thought trying it might be okay. But swimming, golf, cello, painting, etc., your brother has smoothly progressed in all of them, some even earning achievements, except calligraphy. I can judge that your brother is truly unhappy during the learning process. Every day, if we don’t prod him, he wouldn’t take the initiative to practice. Even if we do prod him, he writes unwillingly, with low efficiency, unable to immerse himself in the joy of writing."
Ning Youguang smiled knowingly.
She usually pays attention to her brother’s lessons.
In her opinion, Little Fish should have given up learning it long ago. She had previously reminded Dad and Auntie, but after the reminder, Little Fish persisted in learning it for two years.
She didn’t bring it up again.
Evidently, Ming Jinxin remembered Ning Youguang mentioning that her son was not suited for learning calligraphy.
"The reason we let him persist until now is that your dad said, in calligraphy, except for you, other family members’ handwriting is not great. He wanted him to learn to see if he has talent like you. If not, maybe learning will improve his handwriting." Unlike his own very ugly handwriting.
In this half-sentence, Mr. Ming decided to keep some face for the husband in front of the child, so he didn’t say it.
"Over the years, your dad has made every effort to increase Little Fish’s enthusiasm for learning calligraphy. Whenever he’s home, he practices handwriting with Little Fish, using all kinds of tactics, gentle persuasion, carrot and stick, you name it. But—"
Thinking about the calligraphy learning process between the father and son, Ming Jinxin couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Now I truly believe in the power of genetics. Your dad told me that when he was young, he also disliked learning calligraphy. Every time there was a class, he dragged his feet, unwilling to attend, often taken by your grandma with a ruler to the calligraphy class. But even if he went to the tutoring class, he sat in class daydreaming, unmoving despite the teacher’s urging. Later, the teacher was thoroughly exasperated and told your grandma, ’This child doesn’t like calligraphy. Better to take him back; if he writes even a few words, I can teach, but if he doesn’t write, I have no way to teach.’ Your grandma was left with no choice and withdrew him from calligraphy class. Now with your brother, I notice he’s just like your dad with no calligraphy talent. The work of children his age can participate in exhibitions, while his hands struggle to cooperate smoothly."
Ning Youguang laughed out loud, "So Dad had such a ’black history’ when he was young?"
She only knew her dad’s handwriting was truly bad but didn’t know he had such experiences as a child.
Though more importantly, she thought of grandma.
Such a face-saving person.
Unexpectedly forced by the teacher to withdraw her son from the class, leaving no face, she must have felt extremely embarrassed at the time.
So—
This is also why in her past life, grandma discovered her talent for writing calligraphy and was especially happy. She actively took her to apprentice, view calligraphy exhibitions, and passionately helped her prepare for various calligraphy competitions...
And, whenever she won in calligraphy competitions, she would be the first to announce it to the family, widely publicizing it?!
"Yes." Ming Jinxin also found it funny, "Therefore, after our discussion, we decided to let your brother give up on calligraphy class."
"How did Little Fish react when you told him he wouldn’t be learning calligraphy anymore?" Ning Youguang asked with a smile.
"When the decision was made, your brother looked downcast and apologized to us, saying ’Sorry, Dad and Mom, I didn’t learn calligraphy well.’ Remembering that scene made Ming Jinxin emotional as well, "Your dad then said, ’Little Fish, you don’t need to apologize. It’s Mom and Dad who owe you, for not giving you this ability."
"Wow." Ning Youguang cheerfully gave Ming Jinxin a big thumbs up, "Dad and Mom are great."
After praising Ming Jinxin and Ning Yi, Ning Youguang couldn’t help but think of herself.
She felt that maybe all parents have the chance to become good parents, but that opportunity requires the right timing, geographical advantages, and human harmony—none of these can be missing.
For instance, in her case, she might have lacked some luck.
Ming Jinxin didn’t know what Ning Youguang was thinking in her heart, seeing her happy, she also felt delighted, "So we ended the calligraphy lessons with a hug."
"Everyone feels relieved." Ning Youguang chuckled softly.
"Yes." Ming Jinxin said, "We don’t force your brother, nor ourselves; everyone is relaxed."
Ning Youguang added, "Recognizing the need to give up also takes courage, and for Little Fish, two years of hardship weren’t without gains."
"Giving up on some things means persevering in others," Ming Jinxin affirmed, "For courses your brother is talented in, no matter what happens, I’ll support him to the fullest, will find ways to make him persist even when it’s difficult."
"Definitely possible." Ning Youguang maintained an optimistic attitude towards her brother’s future studies, "He has had resilience since young, and you’ve been cultivating his focus over the years. Strengthening good habits will ease a lot of the worries you have; his studies won’t need much of your intervention." 1314