The couple walked home today.
Seeing that Song Qingyun was obviously a little tired, Xia Weian asked a few questions with concern.
Song Qingyun briefly described what happened in the morning.
Xia Weian nervously held Song Qingyun's hand, and Song Qingyun quickly pushed him away.
"On the street, nothing happened. I knew what to do. The kid was pretty scared himself."
Xia Weian looked at Song Qingyun carefully again and said, "Once a person goes astray, the consequences are truly terrible."
Song Qingyun nodded. She was silent for a moment, then said, "I want to write these cases into a novel and submit it. I hope more people can read it and learn from it."
"Words are powerful. I hope these stories adapted from real cases can teach people a lesson."
Xia Weian looked at Song Qingyun. Sister Yun seemed to be shining.
"Of course. Do I need to apply for registration in advance?" Xia Weian asked.
Song Qingyun nodded and said, "I want to try to write one. Once I'm done, I'll show it to Brother Shen. If it doesn't violate the regulations and I see what kind of filing is required, I'll continue writing."
"The overall situation is about to improve, and I'll have more freedom to do whatever I want in the future."
The couple arrived home while talking.
"I have to go back to work the day after tomorrow, so I'll go home for lunch."
"good."
"Will you have a normal rest tomorrow?" Xia Weian asked.
Tomorrow is Sunday.
"Director Shen and the others didn't ask me to work overtime, so I'll just rest. They'll call me if they need me." Song Qingyun pushed the door and walked in front.
Lightning heard the couple's footsteps and was already waiting at the door. He saw them wagging their tails happily.
Song Qingyun smiled and rubbed Lightning's head, then walked in with Xia Weian.
After lunch, Xia Weian took the initiative to send Song Qingyun to work. The children were no longer surprised by the interaction between their parents.
Xia Changle was just about to sneak back to his room when Xia Zhiyao called him back.
"Xia Changle."
"Second sister, you're so loud, it's scary. I've finished my homework, haven't you checked it?"
"You've finished your homework. Have you done the preview homework you were asked to do?"
"Isn't that what the teacher left?"
"You dare not do what I leave for you?"
Xia Zhiyao glared at him, and Xia Changle instantly shrank his neck.
"Don't dare, second sister, I'm just about to go back to my room to do it."
"Don't go back to your room to do it. I'll accompany you at the long table on the second floor."
Xia Changle: Second sister, there is no need to be so serious.
But she didn't dare say this, so she had to go back to her room with drooping shoulders and take out all her homework.
When she was picking up her homework, she saw a stack of notebooks in which she had written letters. She suddenly felt a little empty in her heart. Why didn't Lu Lu write back to her?
Song Qingyun had already walked out of the gate. She slapped her head and said, "I forgot to tell Changle about Lulu. I'll go back and tell her."
"Okay." Xia Weian responded.
Song Qingyun ran back home again.
"Mom, why are you back?"
Xia Zhaoning and Xia Qingyu were sitting in the living room, chatting. The two sisters were stunned when they saw Song Qingyun come back.
"Where's Changle? I have something to talk to her about."
"Changle, mother is calling you." Xia Zhaoning shouted upstairs.
Xia Changle immediately jumped up, rushed downstairs at an extremely fast speed, and almost fell into Song Qingyun's arms.
"You're still so fussy at home, don't fall down the stairs!"
"Mom, I know my limits. I've practiced this." Xia Changle waved his little fist.
Song Qingyun smiled helplessly.
"I called Lulu's third uncle this morning. He's busy right now and can't reply, but he will be able to read the letter you wrote to him."
"His third uncle said that if you want to write, you can continue to write, and he will reply to you as soon as Lu Lu is ready to reply."
"Of course I want to write. Even if Lulu hasn't replied to my letter for a few years, I can still write to him as long as he can see it. What happened to Lulu that he can't even reply to my letter?"
Xia Changle tugged at Song Qingyun's sleeve with some concern.
"I don't know either. His third uncle didn't say anything. It must be a family matter." Song Qingyun guessed.
"I've known for a long time that it's not easy to stay at the Lu family. At that time, I told him not to go home and just stay at our house. Lu Lu wanted to go, but his third uncle wouldn't let him. His third uncle is really hard to describe. Why is he so fierce?"
After Xia Changle finished mumbling, he raised his hand and rubbed his little face.
"Mom, I'm going to fight. My second sister is still waiting for me."
"Go ahead and study hard. Lulu is very good at everything. Look at how beautiful his handwriting is every time he writes to you."
"When you have free time, you can learn how to write the three characters 'Xia Changle'. You can copy them and write your name as beautifully as he did."
Xia Changle: I am learning, really, but calligraphy also requires talent.
I don't know why Lulu's handwriting looks like flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, but hers looks like a dog paddling.
After all, there are differences between people.
"Mom, I will try my best."
"Whether it's friends or family, once the gap between you is too big, the psychological gap that arises between you is not given to you by others, but by yourself."
"Changle, friendship is time-limited. If you want to be friends with Lulu for life, you have to be able to keep up with his pace. At least you have to be on the same wavelength in terms of your thoughts."
"Just like many people have childhood playmates, they will always remember this friendship."
"But when something really happens, or when they need help, most people won't choose childhood playmates who are too different from them, but rather friends whose abilities match theirs."
"So, Changle, keep going!"
After saying this, Song Qingyun gently rubbed Xia Changle's little head and turned to go to work.
Xia Changle stood there, thinking about what her mother said.
Actually, yes, the principle is very simple.
If Lulu keeps making progress and moving forward, while she stays in the same place or even regresses, will they still be the best friends in the world?
The same frequency of thought...
She should also have her own dreams to pursue.
But what is her dream?
There was a big question mark in Xia Changle's little head. She had never thought about this question before.
She walked up the stairs slowly. Her elder sister wanted to be a broadcaster. She knew that her elder sister was the first one to get up in the family every day and read articles in the yard. She worked very hard.
Suihe is only four years old. She likes studying medicine and antiques.
One day, Xia Changle happened to see Xia Suihe organizing her notes. With such a small hand, she was talking and writing seriously.
Talented and hardworking.
And herself... Xia Changle rubbed her head and couldn't think about it. She was not smart and was just playful.
She doesn't know what her dream is yet.
Seeing Xia Changle's depressed look, Xia Zhiyao put down the book and waved to her.
"What's wrong? Changle."
"Second sister..."
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