Sending children to school is a necessary thing. It's not about getting them into a top high school or a top university, but rather that it's something children should naturally be responsible for.
At least finish junior high school, so you won't be illiterate. Whether your grades are good or bad is not the point.
However, given the child's current situation, it's uncertain whether he can concentrate on his lessons at school.
Lin Jingyue held her phone and searched online for a long time, trying to find a suitable training institution. But no matter how many she looked, none of them seemed quite right.
Li Chengyi's situation is indeed quite special, either because he is too old or because he lacks a foundation.
Forget it, if all else fails, she can teach him herself.
Another point is that Li Chengyi's father doesn't seem to have taken him to get vaccinated much, and she has to take the child to the hospital to get vaccinated. If this prevents him from going to school, it would be a real injustice.
After organizing the documents and checking her work to make sure everything was in order, she finally lay down peacefully. An uncontrollable familiar face flashed through her mind. Would she ever meet him again in this world?
Maybe.
The next morning, Li Chengyi woke up very early, when it was barely dawn. He needed to wake up early to make his bed so that his family wouldn't find him in the way when they came out.
But now, as he opened his eyes and sat up, he felt the cool air around him and the warm blanket covering him, which made him feel dazed for a moment.
Where is he? What place is this? What happened?
After a long period of blankness, the memories of yesterday finally came back.
He was taken away by his mother and came to live with her. He had his own room, complete with air conditioning. Last night, he slept soundly in this sun-drenched bed without a single dream.
Yes, he's no longer that child who didn't care about anyone; he now has a mother who cares about him.
But now that he was awake, he couldn't fall back asleep. So he got up, changed the clothes on the bedside table, opened the door, and went out.
The living room was in the same condition as the day before—neither dirty nor messy, so he didn't need to clean it. It was a world of difference from his father's house, where there was always an endless floor to sweep and all sorts of things piled up haphazardly.
Sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, he hugged his knees, gazing at the green belt in the community, lost in thought. This leisurely life made him somewhat unaccustomed, but he didn't dislike it.
On the contrary, he liked it very much.
I like the feeling of being cared for.
At 7:30, Lin Jingyue's biological clock struck, and she opened her eyes, intending to go to the bathroom to relax. But when she stepped outside, she was startled to see something sitting in front of the French windows.
When I went over, I saw that Li Chengyi had fallen asleep with his knees tucked in his arms.
"Xiao Yi? Why are you sleeping here?" she called softly. When he didn't respond, she picked him up and carried him back to his room to sleep.
Could it be that he wasn't used to sleeping in his room last night, so he came out to sleep in the living room? Although it's not cold at night in summer, this child is so weak. If he sleeps like that all night, he's bound to get sick.
"Mother……"
Perhaps the movement of picking him up was a bit too forceful, for he opened his drowsy eyes and stared straight at her, blinking occasionally, looking extremely sleepy.
This child probably hasn't had a good night's sleep while staying at his father's house, and I wonder if he's developed neurasthenia.
Lin Jingyue gently patted his back and comforted him, "Go to sleep if you want to. Mom will make you breakfast, and you can eat it when you wake up."
Her voice seemed to have a magical power, making the little one's eyelids grow heavier and heavier until finally he closed his eyes and fell into a deeper sleep.
I touched the little guy's forehead; it was at a normal temperature, and he didn't have a fever. I breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe she ran out this morning, waited by the French windows for a long time, and then accidentally fell asleep?
After putting the child on the bed, Lin Jingyue turned up the air conditioner temperature by one or two degrees, then went out to the kitchen.
What do kids like to eat for breakfast?
Eat whatever tastes good.
However, judging from the fact that the child isn't picky about food, he probably eats everything.
So she took out the piggy buns stored in the refrigerator and steamed them, boiled a few tea eggs, made soy milk with a handful of beans, took out a few bags of frozen food, cooked them in the air fryer, sprinkled them with ketchup, and they were ready to serve.
I doubt many children would refuse this breakfast.
Knowing that the child didn't usually put food in his bowl, Lin Jingyue simply put everything on the plate, and he only needed to pick it up and eat it.
At this moment, Li Chengyi also came out of the room.
After sleeping for a while, he felt much more energetic and no longer felt groggy all day like before.
"Awake? If you're awake, go wash your face and brush your teeth first, then come over for breakfast later."
He nodded, quickly ran into the bathroom, and brushed his teeth and washed his face rapidly. But when he came out, he was slow, as if he had pressed the slow-motion button.
He slowly walked to the dining table, and then slowly sat down. Once he stopped hearing that disdainful snort, he suddenly relaxed.
Lin Jingyue pretended not to see his little thoughts and poured him a bowl of soy milk. "Tell Mom what you want to eat in the future, and Mom will make it for you. We'll eat this for now, don't worry. If it's not enough, Mom will take you out to eat."
She meant to tell him that he could eat as much as he wanted, unlike at his father's house where he had to restrain himself when it came to food.
Children need nutrition to grow, and it's not good for their health if they only eat water and drink water all the time.
Li Chengyi didn't know how much he had taken in; he simply nodded quietly, then hesitantly reached for the little pig-shaped bun that interested him.
The little piggy bag looks adorable, and it's not hot to the touch; the temperature is just right.
He knew that this steamed bun was something his younger sister liked, but his older brother didn't really like. Apparently, it was because it was sweet inside, which was why his brother didn't like it.
However, he had a particular fondness for sweets. After his mother left, he rarely ate candy. Even the candy bought during the Lunar New Year could only be hidden away and eaten slowly, one piece at a time.
Finally, the sugars dissolved and were carried away by the ants.
He really liked the sweet but not cloying red bean paste inside the piggy bun.
He also really likes grilled sausages and grilled pork tenderloin.
He also liked that peeled tea egg.
"Mom, thank you."
Lin Jingyue was looking at her phone when she suddenly heard this sentence, and she thought she was hallucinating.
Looking up, I saw the child with his head down, the tips of his ears red.
"As long as Xiaoyi likes the breakfast his mother makes, that's good."
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