Shen Qiqi looked at Xiaohu's face full of frustration, and her heart ached as if she was pricked by a needle.

This kid, where did all that fearlessness go?

You're already shouting about giving up at the very beginning. Isn't this a definite failure from the start?

She decided that she must give this kid a "soul massage"!

She deliberately slowed down her tone, stretching out her voice like an old witch, and spoke mysteriously, "Xiao Hu, when your mother was young, she was also a person who made great achievements in all walks of life. What's the big deal about this little setback you're facing now?"

Xiaohu looked at her blankly, as if he was shocked by her "old Versailles" behavior.

Shen Qiqi laughed secretly in her heart, this kid just fell for this!

She continued, "Back then, your mother and I were working on a 'nuclear bomb'-level soy sauce. We spent every day working over a spatula, and even lost tons of hair! Back then, everyone worked '996' or '007'. Now, just because you've read a few 'holy books', you think you're no good enough? Tsk tsk, aren't you too 'cowardly'?"

Xiaohu was a little confused by her "Versailles" encouragement, but the depressing atmosphere did dissipate a lot.

He scratched his head and muttered softly: "Mom, is the 'nuclear bomb' soy sauce you mentioned really that powerful?"

Shen Qiqi patted his shoulder, making a crisp "pa" sound, which made Xiaohu tremble all over.

"Of course! This is your mother's secret recipe. If you work hard, maybe you can become a 'soy sauce tycoon'!"

Xiaohu was amused by her sudden change in the style of "chicken soup", and the gloom on his face dissipated a little.

Shen Qiqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her son's mood improve.

At this time, Lu Qing also came over. He was worried about his son's condition.

Seeing the smile on Xiaohu's face, although it was forced, he knew that Shen Qiqi must have used some "unique trick" again.

Lu Qing walked over to Xiaohu, touched his head, and whispered, "Xiaohu, a real man should not retreat when encountering difficulties, but should face them head-on. If you really want to be an engineer, you have to work harder than others. If that doesn't work out, why not go to the construction site with your dad and move bricks? That's the same kind of training!"

After hearing this, Xiaohu's mouth twitched and he thought to himself: Dad, are you comforting me?

At this time, Xiaohu suddenly said: "Dad, Mom, I really can't do it. My math and physics grades are too poor. Those formulas and drawings are like incomprehensible books to me. I may really not be suitable to be an engineer. Otherwise, I should just give up..."

His tone was full of self-denial, as if he was full of despair about the future.

The oppressive atmosphere enveloped him again, and Shen Qiqi's heart was tightened.

Looking at her son's dim eyes, Shen Qiqi decided to give Xiaohu a complete change!

At this moment, Lu Qing's daughter, who had been fiddling with paint in her room, suddenly ran out in anger, shouting, "Mom, my painting! They laughed at my painting!" The little girl, named Xiaoyu, was crying bitterly, clutching a wrinkled painting in her hands, and complained to Shen Qiqi aggrievedly, "Mom, they said what I painted was a bunch of nonsense, and they also said I was a toad wanting to eat swan flesh. I'm just dreaming about wanting to be a painter!"

Xiaoyu's crying was like a small stone, creating ripples in the already tense atmosphere.

She sobbed and shrugged her shoulders. An atmosphere of grievance spread around her like a tide, as if the whole world was filled with malice.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lu's face immediately darkened and her tone became sharp. "I told you, what's the point of a girl getting involved in these messy things? If you don't learn needlework well, how will you get married in the future? Look at your mother, she's been messing around all day long, and now she's corrupted you too!"

"Mom, what era is this? Are you still getting married? Xiaoyu has her own dreams. We should support her, not discourage her." Shen Qiqi retorted, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

The old lady got even more excited when she heard this: "Support? Support her to be a poor painter in the future? I think you want her to be poor and starving in the future!"

Seeing that a family war was about to break out, Shen Qiqi took a deep breath and decided to calm Xiaoyu's emotions first.

She gently hugged her daughter, wiped the tears from her face, and said softly, "Xiaoyu, don't listen to your grandma. You draw very well, but you just need some practice. Everyone has their own dreams. We should stick to our dreams and not be defeated by what others say."

After comforting Xiaoyu, Shen Qiqi turned to look at Xiaohu and found that the boy was looking at her with admiration.

She laughed in her heart, this boy is quite easily moved.

"Xiao Hu, I'm a person who keeps my word. I've already contacted an engineer friend for you. He will come over tomorrow to talk to you about his experience. How is it? Are you looking forward to it?" Shen Qiqi said mysteriously.

Xiaohu's eyes lit up instantly, and excitement appeared on his face like a shining little star.

"Really? Mom, you're amazing!"

Lu Qing was also happy for his son. He walked to Shen Qiqi, gently held her hand, and said softly: "Qiqi, thank you, you always bring us surprises."

Shen Qiqi held Lu Qing's hand back and gave him a reassuring look.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of something, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She said to Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, do you know? Actually..."

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