When Song Xia woke up on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, she felt that the two of them seemed to have changed. They were eager to carry the sacrificial offerings such as paper money, incense, candles, and apples, and when they got on the bus, they even offered her their seats.
She raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong with you guys?"
"It's nothing!" Song Jiao acted very well, looking at her with an innocent expression.
Song Xia couldn't figure out what they meant, but she felt it probably wasn't anything bad, so she didn't think about it too much.
Song Tianpei's grave is in the suburbs. The three of them took two buses to get there. Although it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, the grave was very lively. Lanterns and colorful ribbons were hung everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of burning paper money and incense.
Upon arriving at the tombstone, Song Xia first wiped it from front to back with a wet tissue, and then lit incense and burned paper money as an offering.
"Dad, don't worry, we're all doing well. Xiaojun and Xiaojiao are very obedient. Now we all have goals to strive for, and things will only get better and better in the future."
Song Jun and Song Jiao's eyes were also a little red. Although they had been selfish before, how many people would want to lose their father? Especially recently, they have gradually begun to realize how bad they had been.
"Dad, we will listen to our sister and our grades haven't dropped."
"Dad, I miss you so much!"
Looking at the two of them, Song Xia realized that things seemed to have really changed a little. It was truly remarkable!
The three of them were much quieter when they got back. It wasn't until they reached their doorstep that Song Jun and Song Jiao said they would go back later and wanted to go out for a walk.
Song Xia didn't think about anything else, and they didn't have any other relatives leaving, so she quietly went back to her study to study, until Song Jun and Song Xia mysteriously handed her a box, saying it was a New Year's gift for her.
Song Xia was taken aback: "A New Year's gift? You gave it to me?"
"Yes." Song Jun and Song Jiao nodded vigorously. "Sister, quickly open it and see if you like it."
With mixed feelings, Song Xia opened the box and found an exquisite hair clip inside. The design was simple yet elegant, and it was clearly not cheap. She never doubted Song Jiao's taste.
"It's very pretty." She then clipped her bangs back with a clip. "I really like it. It must have cost me a lot of pocket money."
The two women hesitated for a moment, saying, "It didn't cost much, I'm glad you like it, sister."
"Thank you all, my sister is very happy."
Afraid she would say something like "waste of money," the two women were immediately relieved to see her accept it so readily and put it on her head. They felt the money was well spent, even though it was expensive, it wasn't as much as the New Year's money their sister had given them yesterday.
That evening, Song Xia prepared a sumptuous meal for her; she hoped for a good start to the new year.
"Sister, your cooking has improved!" Song Jiao took a satisfied sip of soup. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but her skin seemed to have improved a lot recently.
Song Xia paused in serving the soup, saying, "Drink more if you like."
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the three of them received several more packages, sent by the same three young women. They said they had gone back to their hometown and packed up a lot of things they no longer needed, including an old cell phone and an old laptop.
Although the phone is an outdated model, it's clear that it's been well-protected during daily use, and the memory has been cleared. It's even smoother than the one my dad left me, which is more than enough for them. The laptop goes without saying; it's very convenient for them to look up information, and it doesn't lag at all during daily use.
Song Jiao and Song Jun were speechless for a long time before slowly saying, "Sister, it seems we've met some very, very good people."
They couldn't understand what kind of person would give away something so valuable. If it were them, they would never be willing to part with it.
Song Jiao thought of a doll her father gave her for her birthday two years ago. Sun Hui saw it and wanted it, but she would rather break it than let Sun Hui play with it. However, these three older sisters, whom she had only met once, were so kind to her!
"There are also some math Olympiad workbooks in here." Song Jun is good at math, and the school has arranged math Olympiad competitions for him. I didn't expect that he would actually send me workbooks this time, even though I only mentioned it in a letter last time.
"They are so kind."
Faced with such pure kindness, Song Xia was also deeply moved. How lucky they were!
"Do you feel unworthy of this kindness?" She patted her younger siblings' heads. "As long as we work hard and don't let our older sisters feel that they helped the wrong people, that's fine. When we have the ability in the future, we will give back this kindness."
"I'm afraid I can't do it." Song Jiao has known since she was a child that she is selfish. She doesn't want to share her own things at all. She even thought before that it would be great if her older sisters could send her better things. But at this moment, she has a feeling that is different from the past.
"I believe the older sisters help us not because they want anything in return. They are happy to see you excel. Xiao Jiao, it would be great if you became a star and were loved by your fans."
After speaking to Song Jiao, Song Xia then said to Song Jun, "Your ideal is to pass the civil service exam. When you grow up and pass the exam, do your job well and don't have any crooked thoughts. That will benefit society."
She looked at him as if giving a warning and said, "If you do well, your future will be bright. But if you have any crooked thoughts, your dream of becoming a superior person will be completely shattered, and you may even become someone that everyone looks down on and scorns. I hope you two will remember these words."
The two nodded as if they understood, looking at the contents of the two boxes with a bittersweet feeling, even more grateful than before.
"Sister, I'd like to write a letter myself this time."
"I want one too."
The three of them picked up their pens in the study. Song Xia wrote about their recent lives, talked about receiving a scholarship, and emphasized that she was not short of money. She asked the older girls not to send such expensive items anymore. Finally, she attached her report card. She could not do much now, but at least she wanted to make the kind people feel that their kindness had not been in vain.
After finishing writing, she glanced at Song Jun and Song Jiao, who were still working on theirs. She then turned on her computer and began searching for and reading medical literature.
"Sister, I've finished writing."
"I've finished writing too."
Song Xia wiped her sore eyes: "Then let's put them all in the envelopes, and I'll mail them later."
"Sister, what are you looking at?"
"Medical literature".
"Can I use the computer later?" Song Jiao asked eagerly, and then explained, "I want to search for dance tutorials."
Song Xia realized that Song Jiao had really changed. In the past, Song Jiao would never have used such a consultative tone; instead, she would have acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
She instantly realized that children who lack self-control should not be spoiled. The more you spoil them, the more selfish they become. Instead, you should force them to do certain things, and they will no longer speak or act without restraint.
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