After seeing Cheng Du off following dinner, Liang Lu walked over to where Qi Tongwei was sitting. Her hair was swept up and secured with a wooden pin. She began to talk to him about their youngest son’s schooling.
Both the Jingzhou Municipal Committee and the Handong Provincial Party Committee had their own dedicated internal kindergartens. Their son, Qi Liang, was five years old now and at the right age to start. What Liang Lu was struggling with was choosing which one to send him to. The old saying went that you should raise a son with frugality and a daughter with abundance; while raising a son in luxury could broaden his horizons, it often came at the cost of the grassroots connection that was so crucial to understanding the reality of their country.
Liang Lu knew that their youngest son would, in all likelihood, eventually enter the path of officialdom. She feared that if his starting point were too high, he would be blind to the hardships of the common people. Lacking that down-to-earth perspective, he might end up coasting on the laurels of the Qi family, or worse, become indifferent to the masses—either way, he was bound to take a hard fall sooner or later.
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