Chapter 38 He can't live without getting over this! ...
After a few breaths, Ji Zhi Qiu's emotions calmed down, and she tentatively asked, "Yan Yan, Si Cheng, Zi Shen?"
His three eldest sons are each three years apart, and when they stand together they look like a staircase, representing the three sizes: large, medium, and small.
Ji Yanyan, always full of energy, bounced over to her father, beaming with joy. She spun around, showing off her new look from every angle. "Dad, I love this pumpkin head. Can I be a kind pumpkin head from now on?"
Ji Yanyan can't read yet, but after being talked about by the uncles and aunts in the live broadcast room so many times, he knows that his nickname is "Kind Orange Head".
Ji Zhi Qiu couldn't help but chuckle, "That might be a bit difficult. Dad doesn't know what can be crossed between oranges and pumpkins."
This was no challenge for Ji Yanyan. After her eyes darted around, a mischievous idea suddenly popped into her head. "Yanyan understands! I'll keep this one. Whoever can wear this pumpkin head will be my dad!"
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..." Cinderella's pumpkin head, huh?
Ji Zhi Qiu wanted to ruffle his soft hair, but when he raised his hand, all he got was a hard pumpkin. He could only reluctantly pull his hand back. "Is it heavy? Put it down quickly."
"It's not heavy at all." Looking at him through the triangular hole with her big, watery eyes, she asked, "Daddy, can I wear it a little longer?"
Ji Zhi Qiu thought for a moment: "Five minutes."
Ji Yanyan went to admire herself again, and Ji Zhi Qiu walked over to the other two little pumpkin heads.
These two little villains are different from ordinary kids; their childish behavior is surprisingly endearing.
Ji Zhi Qiu was still a little hypoglycemic. After taking a big bite of bread, she couldn't help but ask with a smile, "What are you two doing here? You can't just be curious like Yan Yan, can you?"
Ji Zishen also wanted to know, and looked at his younger brother next to him in a daze, but unfortunately the pumpkin head blocked his view.
Ji Zhi Qiu sensed his intention and turned her gaze to Ji Si Cheng.
Ji Sicheng's fair face flushed with embarrassment and anger. He wished he could knock himself unconscious by banging his head against a pumpkin. Noticing Ji Zhiqi's gaze, he bit his lower lip tightly, trying to pretend he hadn't heard him.
Ji Zhi Qiu tried to find a reason for him, "Did you do this to experience the external air pressure of the pumpkin, or to test the tension of different materials?"
With his limited knowledge of physics, he couldn't think of any more words.
Upon hearing this nonsensical statement, Ji Sicheng, out of the professional habit of a young scientist, glanced at him, intending to correct him.
Ji Zhi Qiu interrupted him with a laugh, "Do you really want to keep chatting with me while wearing this thing?"
The atmosphere was tense for a few seconds. After the two minor villains came to their senses, they hurriedly removed the pumpkin heads. Ji Zishen did it very smoothly and casually placed it on the table, while Ji Sicheng stood still.
Ji Zhi Qiu thought the pumpkin head was too heavy for Ji Si Cheng to lift, so he came over to help. But when he pulled upwards, the pumpkin head didn't budge.
The two, one big and one small, were dumbfounded. Through the holes in the pumpkin, they looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair.
Oh no, it's stuck.
...
After half an hour of struggling, the father and son still hadn't made any progress. Ji Sicheng's patience finally gave out, and he said in exasperation, "Can't you use a little more force?"
Ji Zhi Qiu shook her head: "No, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
Ji Zishen felt that adults should share the burden, so instead of sitting on the sidelines watching the show, he busied himself helping out and chimed in, "It's stuck too tight; no matter how hard you try, you can't pull it out."
Ji Sicheng recalled the physics knowledge he had learned and the intricate machine diagrams in his mind, and came up with hundreds of solutions, but none of them were feasible.
He used to always have his eyes downcast, and everything in the world seemed trivial to him, but now he was so anxious that his eyes were brimming with tears. He was trying hard not to cry and kept sniffling.
Ji Zhi Qiu noticed the change in his emotions and comforted him, "Don't worry about it, it's just a small accident, I'll get you out of here soon."
With a sob in his voice, Ji Sicheng asked, "Why didn't that kind of accident happen to the two of them?"
Ji Zhi Qiu thought about it seriously for a while, trying to find a convincing answer, "Because you are smarter, your brain capacity is larger, and your head is naturally larger, so you get stuck, right?"
Ji Sicheng accurately pinpointed the key point: "You said I have a big head."
Ji Zhi Qiu: "".
He gave a dry laugh and steered the conversation back to the main point, "Let's think of some other ways."
Ji Zishen tentatively suggested, "Why don't we call the police? They'll definitely have a solution."
Just as Ji Zhi Qiu was about to agree, Ji Si Cheng panicked, "I don't want to! I don't want them to see me looking so pathetic!"
He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, and Ji Zhi Qiu almost lost her grip on the pumpkin. She quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, we won't call the police. How about this, I'll go ask the old lady next door for help. You've met her before; she even brought you back together the other day."
Ji Sicheng didn't want to see any outsiders, and was about to refuse when he met Ji Zhiqi's pitiful gaze.
Ji Zhi Qiu's shoulders trembled, as if she were sobbing. "You know this pumpkin is very heavy. I can't even lift it by myself, let alone help you."
Ji Zhi Qiu was worried that the weight of the pumpkin head would put pressure on Ji Si Cheng's neck, so she kept supporting it with her hand, which also hindered his movements.
Ji Sicheng hesitated for a full minute before reluctantly agreeing, "Okay."
Ji Zishen went next door to call the neighbor lady. When the neighbor lady heard that something had happened to his family, she rushed over. She was stunned when she saw the pumpkin-headed little man in the middle of the living room. She and Ji Zhiqi exchanged a glance and understood each other.
The elderly neighbor was getting on in years and had limited stamina, so she couldn't keep going for very long.
Once is never enough; in order to get rid of this hateful pumpkin head, Ji Si kept lowering her standards and backing down, eventually agreeing to let Ji Zhi Qiu bring over her uncle downstairs again.
Ji Zhi Qiu's memory was blank for five years, and few friends came to visit. This was the liveliest day in the house. Five or six adults crowded into the living room, each with their own tasks. One of them, with a sudden inspiration, took a photo and posted it in the neighborhood group, asking for everyone's help.
Those who had raised children weren't surprised and offered advice. There were indeed some useful folk remedies. After a lot of effort, the group finally managed to remove the pumpkin head.
Ji Sicheng's ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and his face was all pink and tender. He suppressed the urge to hide in the ground and forced himself to raise his head to thank everyone. He acted very naturally from beginning to end, as if none of this was a problem for him.
His neighbors comforted him kindly, pulling a lollipop from their pockets as a reward for his courage and composure that day.
Ji Sicheng finally couldn't hold back when he saw the lollipop, covered his face and ran back to his study.
Ji Zhi Qiu hosted a few neighbors who came to help. They were usually too busy with work to meet and were quite unfamiliar with each other. But now that they sat down and chatted together, they found they got along very well. They talked about everything from praising the children to decorating styles, and then left after half an hour.
After the house returned to quiet, Ji Zhi Qiu tentatively knocked on the study door: "Si Cheng, are you alright?"
There was complete silence inside; no one answered.
Ji Zhi Qiu knew that the little villain was thin-skinned and arrogant, and couldn't accept having such a dark history, so he comforted him gently: "It's okay, everyone makes mistakes. You're still a child at the most innocent age, so it's not strange that you do anything."
Ji Zhi Qiu suddenly lowered her voice as if she had thought of something, "How about this, let's exchange secrets. I also have times when I make a particularly embarrassing mistake."
He waited for five or six seconds before the door finally opened a crack. Ji Sicheng refused to show himself and only looked at him through the crack.
Ji Zhi Qiu sat on the ground, hugging his knees, and couldn't help but laugh. "When I was little, I was quite naughty. There was a dog hole in the wall behind the building, and I wanted to see if I could squeeze through it."
Ji Sicheng's voice was muffled, "So you're stuck too?"
Ji Zhi Qiu shook her head. "To keep the dog from going out, I hogged that hole, lay on the ground looking at the sky, and then fell asleep."
"My parents happened to be passing by that wall when they got off work. Only my head was sticking out of the hole, and I was still sleeping with my eyes closed..."
Ji Zhi Qiu couldn't continue, silently covering her face with her hand, "They thought something had happened to me, that only my head was left, and they were so scared their hearts almost stopped. I heard their screams, and I groggily opened my eyes, and our eyes met..."
The study door finally opened, and Ji Sicheng's small figure appeared before him, asking persistently, "And then?"
Having already said it, Ji Zhi Qiu decided to go all out, "What else could happen? It was just a mixed doubles beating. That night was truly dark."
Ji Sicheng thought about the scene and said with absolute impartiality, "You can't blame your parents for having violent tendencies."
Ji Zhi Qiu, now grown up and with children of her own, understands perfectly. "Indeed, some of the beatings were deserved."
Ji Zishen suddenly appeared out of nowhere, looking at Ji Zhiqi with a complicated expression, "What were you looking for by the wall that day? Were you looking for a dog hole? You wanted to crawl through it?"
"..." Ji Zhi Qiu was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Ji Zi Shen. "You heard about my embarrassing moments, so to be fair, you have to tell one too."
Ji Sicheng's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face. He just silently reached out and grabbed his brother's arm.
Ji Zishen realized he was trapped like a lamb in a tiger's den and had no choice but to accept his fate: "Let me think about it, but I won't do something so childish."
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..."
Ji Sicheng: "..."
Meeting the murderous gazes of the two men, Ji Zishen shrank back, a hint of unease flashing across his face. Finally, he decided to just give up and said, "Okay, there is one."
“That day when you guys went out to play, I said I had to stay home to do my homework, but I actually secretly played games for half an hour.”
An eerie silence fell over the living room.
Ji Zishen regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth. He closed his eyes tightly, bracing himself for the storm. Sure enough, Ji Zhiqi exploded the next second.
"What did you say before? Adults need to have basic self-discipline. You can't just be old in age but still immature in your thinking. And what about you?!"
Ji Zi took a deep breath. "I know I was wrong. It's no fun playing alone. I'll play with you guys next time."
Ji Zhi Qiu wasn't going to let him off so easily. She crossed her arms and snorted twice, "I don't care, I heard you. You'd better try verbally attacking me again!"
The father and his two sons each held the other's lifeline, and their relationship had never been so harmonious, but one person was still missing.
The three of them instantly formed a united front and summoned Ji Yanyan.
Ji Yanyan was very puzzled by their words, "How could Yanyan do anything wrong? Yanyan is the most perfect!"
When he said this, he had a very smug expression, cupping his face in his hands, sticking his butt out high, completely absorbed in his own world, his expression and posture exaggerated and comical.
After Ji Sicheng finished recording, he silently put down his phone.
This embarrassing history is enough. I guarantee that if Ji Yanyan ever sees this video again, she'll want to crawl into a hole.
Ji Sicheng took a deep breath and kept telling himself this.
This is just a minor incident and won't have any impact on him.
...
The next day, during Ji Zhi Qiu's live stream, he glanced at the comments and saw everyone asking if the pumpkin head had been successfully removed. He paused, his breathing became rapid, and he hurriedly left home with his schoolbag on his back.
On the way, he met his neighbor and her grandson. The neighbor looked normal and did not mention what happened yesterday.
Ji Sicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Indeed, nothing is insurmountable.
He composed himself and was about to greet the new day with enthusiasm when an aunt carrying groceries walked towards him. She smiled gently, glanced at him, and asked, "Are you the little boy whose head got stuck in the pumpkin? You're so brave and cute."
Ji Sicheng: "..."
Ji Sicheng: "..."
Ji Sicheng: "..."
Ugh, I can't get over this, I can't live anymore!
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Ji Zhi Qiu also guessed that this matter would make Ji Si Cheng withdrawn for a while.
However, this is also part of the growth process.
He needs to know that the world is complex, and even a genius like him cannot have everything go smoothly.
This is just a small setback on his path to adulthood, a kind of preventative lesson for him. It also teaches him that regardless of intelligence, everyone makes mistakes and emotions are inevitable, but so what? We must always look forward.
Just as Ji Zhi Qiu was thinking this, she suddenly received a phone call.
"Hello, is this Ji...'s parent?" The phone signal wasn't very good, and a few words were not clearly heard. Ji Zhi Qiu vaguely guessed what was going on and sighed inwardly.
As expected, the little villain is no ordinary child; this matter will not be forgotten.
He was about to answer when he suddenly realized something.
He had met Ji Sicheng's homeroom teacher, and not only was the voice wrong, but the gender was also wrong.
"Wait, are you Ji Zishen's homeroom teacher?"
The person on the other end was also stunned. "Otherwise what? Oh, you have two children at our school. Yes, I am Ji Zishen's homeroom teacher."
Ji Zhi Qiu was even more confused.
Ji Zishen is independent and self-reliant. At such a young age, he already knows how to cultivate relationships. Recently, he even wanted to become a class officer. He acts like a little peacock all day long, showing his best side and trying to win everyone's favor.
What would the homeroom teacher talk about on the phone during a time like this?
The homeroom teacher, oblivious to his emotions, continued, "I'm calling to discuss something with you. Do you have time now? Would it be convenient for you to come to the school?"
"When you have time, please speak."
“Zishen got into a fight. The two children’s injuries are not serious, but they were very emotional when facing their parents. I am worried that the children will be traumatized if they face this alone. I would like to ask you to come to the school.”
Ji Zhi Qiu didn't know what she said or how she hung up the phone. In a daze, she put on her clothes and ran outside. Even when she was almost at school, she still felt unreal.
According to the villain's theory, adults should regulate their emotions rationally and refuse to use violence to escalate conflicts. In this situation, he actually got into a fight...
Did the other party break a cardinal rule?
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