For the rest of the day, Du Chen provoked other children to cry several times, did not eat well at noon, and did not sleep well after eating. When the teacher asked what was wrong, Du Chen just pouted and said he missed his parents. Then he either looked at the teacher timidly and stammered, or howled at the top of his lungs. In short, he did not shed many tears, after all, he had not received professional training in this.

The teacher, looking at Du Chen, was also overwhelmed. She had never seen such a difficult child before. She was thinking about how to talk to Du Chen's parents after school this afternoon and then send him to daycare when he was older. She really didn't feel confident that she could take good care of Du Chen. This little brat was making the whole class feel difficult.

Du Chen calculated the time. He figured he'd make a scene after 1 p.m. He wouldn't throw a tantrum, because if Dad found out, he'd probably get spanked. He'd just play pity on her. Then Mom would give in, and kindergarten would be off the table.

Of course, Du Chen didn't simply not want to go to kindergarten. He also remembered the persona he had established for himself. He wanted his mother to teach him how to read and write. This way, he would have an excuse to read to kill time in the future. It would also make his persona more stable, allowing him to become someone else's child. If his parents were happy, he would be able to live a more comfortable life.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, it was time to go out of school. Children from one class after another came out and stood in the yard waiting for their parents to pick them up.

Du Chen also stood there obediently, wondering if the teacher would talk to his parents, and hoped that his efforts today were not in vain.

Honestly, it was a boring day at the nursery. There wasn't much fun to do, except for the teacher singing nursery rhymes, telling stories, and playing games. The worst part was being surrounded by kids, making so much noise that it gave me a headache. They were truly the "naughty kids."

"Hello, Du Chen's parents, do you have time? I have something I want to talk to you about."

Du Chen came to his senses and found that his parents had come over.

"When there's time, there's time. Teacher, just tell me what you want to say."

After all, they were all lesbians, so Du Chen's mother took the lead in the conversation. The teacher and Du Chen's mother then gave a brief talk about Du Chen's performance in kindergarten today.

"How does your Du Chen usually behave at home? Does he cry often?"

"No, no, my son is usually very easy to take care of at home. He often plays by himself, or plays with the kids upstairs. We don't need to worry about him at all, and he doesn't cry or make a fuss. He's very easy to take care of. What's wrong, teacher? Did Du Chen behave badly in school today?"

"No, no, this child is quite obedient, but a little introverted and timid. He didn't play with other children much all day and just sat on the little stool by himself. I asked him what was wrong, and he said he missed his parents, and then he started crying. He was also a little scared when he saw the teachers."

"Oh, how could this happen? This child never cries at home and is very well behaved. He also plays well with the kids upstairs."

Du Chen's mother looked at Du Chen with some distress.

"I guess the child is a little shy. Also, he probably doesn't usually interact with many people. He's a little scared to suddenly come to a place with so many people like the nursery. And since he usually stays with you all day, he's probably quite dependent on you now."

The teacher considered this for a moment before speaking to Du Chen's parents. After all, Shanjin Province lies in the north, and their Yuncheng City has long been a major city in the northern frontier, with a fierce and stoic character. A poorly worded sentence might spark a serious conflict. Furthermore, in that era, there were many instances of people drawing swords over a disagreement.

"Teacher, what should we do in this situation? Should we continue to let him adapt?"

Du Chen's mother was also a little anxious. After all, she didn't think Du Chen was timid or shy, and the child had never cried since he was a child.

Du Chen's father glared at him, somewhat dissatisfied with his performance today. A real man sheds blood, not tears. This little guy usually behaves well, so why did he become so cowardly when the time came?

"Look, Mommy Du Chen, the child is still young. I don't think we have to send him here right now. You should take him out more often and let him interact with other people. Maybe that will help."

"Look, there are so many children in one class. Du Chen seems a bit introverted. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of him sometimes. If he gets bullied, he won't dare to tell me. That wouldn't be good, right?"

"Oh, that's right. So, teacher, you mean to wait until my son is older before sending him to daycare, right?"

Du Chen's mother was also a little helpless.

"Well, I think this is better for the child's growth."

"Okay then. I'll go back and discuss it with the kid's father. I'm sorry for the trouble you've taken today."

"It's okay, it's okay. You guys go back and discuss it. I actually like this child. He's very obedient and not naughty."

"Okay then, teacher, you go ahead and do your work. We'll be leaving first."

The ride home was a bit quiet. Du Chen knew what he was doing was wrong, but asking a mature middle-aged man to spend every day with a bunch of children who couldn't even take care of themselves would be a tough sell. But he couldn't tell his parents, so he had to act like a spoiled brat and try to get away with it.

"Chenchen, tell me, are you afraid to go to the nursery? Or are some other kids bullying you?"

Du Chen's mother was the first to break the silence.

Du Chen thought about it and said to his mother half-truthfully, "No, Mom, I don't want to go to the nursery. There are too many children there, and they talk all the time. I don't like it. And I miss Mom and Dad."

"Do you think they are too noisy? Don't you want to play with the kids?"

"Mom, what's the noise?"

Du Chen played innocently. And with a four-year-old's IQ, it was okay for him to answer you one question at a time.

"Noisy is just a lot of kids talking non-stop."

After thinking for a long time, Du Chen's mother explained it in a way that a four-year-old child could understand.

"Well, yes, they are noisy and I don't like them."

"So you don't want to play with them?"

"No, it's not fun. I want to listen to the radio."

"Okay, let's go home and listen to the radio."

When they got home, Du Chen's mother turned on the radio for him. It was time to get off work, so the radio started playing songs. Du Chen moved a small stool and sat there obediently to listen to the songs. Du Chen's parents also went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"Old Du, don't you think our son is a little shy? Why don't we wait until he's a little older before sending him to daycare? He'll just play there and it costs money. I'm only home all day anyway, so why not wait a little longer?"

"That's all there is to it. I wanted him to go to the nursery so he could interact with other children. I didn't expect this brat to be shy. He's nothing like me."

Du Chen's father said helplessly.

"Go away. If your son doesn't look like you, who else does he look like? I think you should wait for half a year or a year before sending him. I'll teach him some numbers when I'm not busy during the day. He'll just be playing there anyway, so it's better for him to learn something at home."

In this way, Du Chen finally realized his wish and finally didn't have to go to the nursery that terrified him.