But to be honest, if kids can help with chores, it won't kill them, and mothers will feel cared for and happy.
Not everyone treats their son like royalty.
Therefore, some people disagree with Wang Xia's statement.
Wang Xia blushed and was about to say something when Song Yanzhi spoke first.
"What, you weren't satisfied with accusing me of seducing your husband a while ago, now you're accusing me of abusing the children?"
Is Teacher Wang very free?
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately knew who Wang Xia was.
I thought she was standing up for the child.
Who knew it was actually aimed at Song Yanzhi?
The drama she and her husband staged to report Song Yanzhi is still circulating in the family compound.
I heard that the couple were punished.
But I never expected that so little time would pass before they started causing trouble again.
What a deep grudge!
Wang Xia's face turned pale and then red, she was too ashamed to face anyone. She stammered for a moment, then hurriedly pulled her son away in a dejected manner.
Song Yanzhi looked at Zhou Qiao. The words Zhou Qiao had deliberately said actually had someone using her as a pawn.
She said with a half-smile, "As for this Comrade Zhou, last time he claimed to be Ji Chuan's parent to help him attend the parent-teacher meeting, and this time he called him over to talk again. People who know you are a distant relative of the Pei family with an unknown background, but people who don't know you might think you are their biological mother. What do you think?"
Zhou Qiao's face turned pale.
Pei Jichuan looked pale; he didn't have a mother that annoying.
Pei Yuchen glanced at Song Yanzhi.
Zhou Qiao gritted her teeth and said, "I just wanted to say a few words to the children. After all, my aunt is worried about these two children. She's busy, so she asked me to help visit them. If my sister-in-law doesn't want to, then forget it."
"What does it have to do with me? Whether he's willing or not is up to him. You're asking him if he's willing to talk to you?"
Pei Jichuan immediately hid behind Song Yan, looking at her with a face as if she were a plague, "I don't want to talk to her."
He always felt that Zhou Qiao was trying to trick him away, just like his sister.
But he's not a sister, not someone you can fool with a few candies or clothes.
Song Yanzhi looked at Zhou Qiao, whose face was ashen: "Did you hear that?"
As Pei Tiantian watched her family's retreating figures, she suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.
When I was with my brother, he always did all the chores for me.
Although Pei Tiantian's life wasn't easy back then, it wasn't as tough as it was for her.
With her brother by her side, she was actually quite happy.
When she first chose to go to her grandmother's, she tried to persuade him, but her brother wouldn't listen and refused to leave.
At that time, Pei Tiantian didn't quite understand why her brother didn't want to leave, even though Aunt Song clearly didn't like them.
But my brother seems much gentler now than before.
Was Aunt Song really that good to him?
Pei Tiantian felt a mix of emotions. Seeing her brother so happy, she felt both sad and jealous.
She was clearly more likable than her brother.
But why is Aunt Song treating him better than herself?
She didn't understand.
She originally thought she was already very happy, wearing a new dress and having new toys.
But why, when she looked at her brother, did she feel as if she had lost something very important?
Xiao Bao followed beside him, asking in confusion, "Mommy, Mommy, why can't boys do housework when they go to college? Does doing housework mean they can't go to college?"
Song Yanzhi said, "Nonsense. Your father also attended a prestigious university. Do you see him not doing housework at home?"
Xiao Bao thought about it and realized that his father usually did a lot of work. He would either fix water pipes or light bulbs all day long. Sometimes he would take a hammer and bang on things, patching things up everywhere. He would also clean up the floor if he made a mess. Sometimes he would get up early to cook and wash dishes. He would wash his own dirty clothes and socks. Of course, his cooking was not as good as his mother's.
So Xiaobao shook his head.
"That's right. These two things don't conflict. If you do them, it will be a good thing for you. You'll be able to do everything in the future. If Jinbao doesn't do them, his mother will be old and still have to do them for him. He'll be the same age as your father, and he'll still need someone to cook for him and do his laundry. Xiaobao, do you want to be that kind of person?"
Xiao Bao shook his head repeatedly.
He doesn't want to.
That would be too pitiful for the mother.
"Mom, I won't let you do my laundry and cook for me anymore. I'll do it myself, and I'll learn to cook so that it's better than Dad's."
"Mom, can I learn to cook when I get back?"
Looking at her increasingly sensible and well-behaved son, Song Yanzhi felt a surge of warmth in her heart. "Of course, but take it slow, there's no rush."
Pei Yuchen chuckled helplessly.
Is the child saying that his cooking is bad?
Next, the two led the child along the way, asking him to pick up any trash they saw.
Tie Zhu was busy climbing the mountain to win first place, but he was too fat and got out of breath after walking for a while. When he looked back at Xiao Bao and the others who were still walking slowly, he became very anxious.
He wiped his sweat and walked up to Xiao Bao.
Xiao Bao was using two twigs like chopsticks to collect the trash on the ground into a plastic bag.
"Xiao Bao, what are you doing? We're falling behind, we won't be able to get first place later."
Xiao Bao didn't even look up: "Picking up trash, Mom said that if we pick up all the trash we see, the little flowers and grass can grow as strong as we can."
Tie Zhu understood, his eyes widening. So that's what the teacher meant by giving them the bags?
Since he was too tired to climb any further, he simply joined Xiaobao in picking them up.
Seeing that some children were picking up trash, other children looked over curiously and joined in one by one, making the trash-picking team bigger and bigger.
Jin Bao'er and several classmates had climbed quite a distance when they noticed fewer and fewer people behind them, which puzzled them.
"Jinbao, what are they doing?"
"Aren't they just picking up trash? Why would they be picking up trash?" His friend glanced absentmindedly behind him.
Everyone was rushing around picking up trash, it looked like they were having a lot of fun.
Jinbao wiped his sweat and looked over, only to see everyone gathered around Xiaobao, whose garbage bag was the most full.
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