But her aunt's eyes showed concern, as if she wanted to know if he was truly happy.
“I’m unhappy. The teacher always says that I should be more sensible and that I should become even more sensible. The teacher makes me hang out with naughty people who are always crying because they are so noisy.” Yuanyuan doesn’t actually like it, but she has no way to refuse.
A hint of heartache flashed in Shen Qiaoyue's eyes as she comforted Yuanyuan, saying, "It's okay to refuse to do things you don't like."
"Can I refuse? If I refuse, will the teacher dislike me?" Yuanyuan asked her aunt curiously.
“No, you should tell the teacher why you refused. You can’t wrong yourself,” Shen Qiaoyue patiently explained to Yuanyuan.
Qian Luoshui listened to her son, who seemed to have always been very sensible. She always told him to be good and obedient, otherwise he would cause trouble for his grandparents.
I started to ask myself if I had too high expectations for my child.
"Yuanyuan, come to Grandma's?" Chu Wanfang understood what Yuanyuan was thinking. He was usually so sensible that she had neglected Yuanyuan because of the two younger children.
Upon hearing his grandmother's words, Yuanyuan walked over to her, looked at her, and asked, "Grandma, what's wrong?"
"Grandma's alright, can't I call you?" Chu Wanfang smiled at Yuanyuan, feeling guilty and remorseful as she hugged Yuanyuan.
Chu Wanfang used to feel that she owed her eldest daughter something and wanted to make up for it. When taking care of her eldest daughter's child, she would subconsciously show favoritism when the child was sick.
Chu Wanfang thought that Yuanyuan was loved by his mother, and since Yuanyuan was her only son, the family would definitely love him even more. So she thought she would spend more time with her grandson. It turned out that it was her own attitude that made the child so sensible, but she forgot that he was still a little child.
Perhaps that's how it is; the future Yuanyuan may be a microcosm of another eldest daughter.
Judging from her mother's expression, Shen Qiaoyue must have realized it.
"Oh, right, Xiaoyue, isn't Xiaohe getting married? I attended her wedding when I was in the staff quarters. I can't go tomorrow, but I brought Luhe's gift with me. Could you take it back for me later?" Shen Qiaoying has been busy with school matters lately. "I have to go to work tomorrow. The school is holding a teachers' meeting, so I can't ask for leave. Could you please tell Luhe for me? I'm really sorry."
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