"Coupons for the game hall?" Lu Qingjian frowned slightly, and the hand holding Shen Qiqi tightened unconsciously.
My son Lu Xiaobao's academic performance has indeed been a bit off recently. His grades, which used to be among the best, have been declining like a slide, which is frightening to watch.
Shen Qiqi sighed, her brows full of worry.
She recalled the tone of Teacher Li at the parent-teacher conference a few days ago, which was full of disappointment, as if Xiaobao was beyond help.
Thinking of this, she felt even more upset.
After returning home, Shen Qiqi opened her son's door.
Lu Xiaobao was lying on the desk, holding a pen in his hand, but staring at the exercise book in a daze.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he suddenly raised his head, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to his depressed look.
"Xiaobao, have you encountered any difficulties in your studies recently?" Shen Qiqi walked to his side and asked softly, her tone as gentle as the spring breeze in March.
Lu Xiaobao lowered his head and remained silent.
The room was so quiet that the only sound left was the ticking of the old-fashioned wall clock, which beat against Shen Qiqi's heart.
"Mom, I feel like school is so boring." Lu Xiaobao's muffled voice finally rang out, a hint of grievance in it. "Teacher Li's lectures are like chanting sutras. I don't understand anything at all, and I don't know what the point of learning all this is."
Shen Qiqi's heart sank suddenly, her son's confusion made her feel distressed.
This child has been smart and self-motivated since childhood, but now he has lost interest in learning. How can she not be anxious?
She gently stroked her son's hair and said softly, "Xiaobao, learning is like building a house. Only when the foundation is solid can it be built high. The knowledge you learn now is the foundation of your future life..."
"But I don't know what kind of house I want to build in the future." Lu Xiaobao raised his head, his eyes full of confusion. "I don't know what I want to do, nor do I know what I can do..."
Shen Qiqi was speechless for a moment. She had also experienced her son's confusion.
In the relatively closed environment of the 1970s, children’s choices for the future were indeed limited and they could easily become confused.
"Mom..." Lu Xiaobao's voice sounded again, with a hint of pleading, "Can you, help me..."
Shen Qiqi looked at her son's eager eyes and suddenly had a bold idea in her mind.
"Xiaobao," she took a deep breath and said firmly, "Perhaps, we can try another way..."
Shen Qiqi smiled mysteriously, with a hint of cunning in her tone: "Xiaobao, I heard that a new game hall has opened recently. It is said that the games inside are very exciting. How about we go and experience it together this weekend?"
Lu Xiaobao's eyes lit up instantly, like twinkling stars in the night sky: "Really? Mom, you are so kind!"
This scene happened to be seen by Mrs. Lu who was passing by. The old lady walked in tremblingly with a cane, her face as gloomy as the dark clouds before a rainstorm: "Qiqi, what are you doing? Instead of encouraging the child to study hard, you take him to a place where he can do nothing!"
"Mom, the times are advancing, and learning methods must also keep pace with the times." Shen Qiqi explained calmly, "I want to take Xiaobao to the game hall to see how young people entertain themselves nowadays, so that I can better guide him."
"Nonsense! What good can you do in a place like a game hall? It's full of uneducated, second-rate people!" Old Mrs. Lu was so angry that she blew her beard and glared at him. "Xiaobao, come here and study hard. Don't listen to your mother's nonsense!"
Lu Xiaobao looked at Shen Qiqi, then at Old Lady Lu, not knowing what to do for a moment.
He wanted to go to the game hall to experience the new and interesting things, but he didn't dare to disobey his grandmother's orders.
"Mom, calm down first. Xiaobao and I will have a good chat." Shen Qiqi helped Mrs. Lu sit on the chair and poured her a glass of water. "We are just going to take a look, not to learn bad things."
Mrs. Lu took the cup and snorted heavily, "I'm making this clear. If Xiaobao's grades drop again, I'll hold you responsible!"
Shen Qiqi smiled and said nothing more. She turned back to Lu Xiaobao's room and closed the door gently.
"Xiaobao, don't worry, grandma just has traditional ideas." Shen Qiqi touched Lu Xiaobao's head and said softly, "Let's talk about your thoughts on the future first, okay?"
Lu Xiaobao nodded. Shen Qiqi did not directly make a study plan for her son. Instead, she began to tell her life experience, from going to the countryside to start a business and get rich. She used her own personal experience to tell her son that there are many possibilities in life, and as long as you work hard, you can create your own brilliance.
As Shen Qiqi continued to narrate, Lu Xiaobao's eyes gradually lit up, and his confusion gradually dissipated.
He seemed to see a whole new world, a world full of hope and challenges.
"Mom, I think..." Lu Xiaobao's voice trembled a little, with a hint of excitement and excitement.
Shen Qiqi looked at him with a smile: "What are you thinking about?"
Shen Qiqi didn't directly throw a bunch of study plans at Lu Xiaobao, that would be too boring, so she wanted to try something new.
She looked at her son with a smile, like a cunning little fox: "Xiaobao, there is only one way to study. All roads lead to Rome. Forget those rules and regulations. First, list the things that interest you. Whatever you want to do, you can write it down. Write whatever you want. Don't feel pressured!"
Lu Xiaobao was stunned. This was the first time he had seen such an operation.
He picked up the pen and paper curiously, with a look of confusion and eagerness in his eyes.
He looked left and right, not knowing where to start, but the novel atmosphere began to grow in his heart like a tiny seed, taking root and sprouting.
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