Chapter 152 Psychological Counseling

In the silent night, the servants all retreated as far away from each other as possible, the lights in the house flickered, and the two brothers, who had always gotten along harmoniously, were now at loggerheads.

Zong Jincheng had a sullen face, neither smiling nor angry.

He really wanted to be angry, but he suddenly found that he couldn't be angry, just like his brother said.

His brother took away his book.

Under normal circumstances, even if he didn't act coquettishly, he could still get it back by chasing after it.

But now, his hands, feet, mouth and body were tired, and he didn't want to move, let alone get angry.

And his brother is still bullying him.

The kid's eyes gradually turned red. He turned around with grievance and was about to go to bed. He didn't want to watch it, he could just lie on the bed and recite it silently. This was the method my brother had mentioned before.

Zong Wenxiu saw this and hurried over to pull him back: "Jincheng, don't be like this."

Zong Jincheng shook off his hand: "I don't want you to care."

He was very strong and it would have been easy for him to shake off an unsuspecting person, but Zong Wenxiu held on tightly and refused to let go.

Zong Wenxiu softened his voice and consoled her, "I know you're unhappy. Anyone would be unhappy if they were compared to someone else. But Jincheng, it's not your fault. You just started studying late. You're like a child who just learned to walk. How can he run faster than an adult? This is asking too much. It's not a normal comparison at all."

Zong Jincheng turned his face to him without saying a word, but his accumulated emotions had reached a critical point. His tears were already falling, hitting the ground like golden beans.

The little devil doesn't cry easily. He is always stubborn and strong. He thinks crying is a sign of cowardice and a symbol of failure. Except for the time when Xu Wan spanked him and made him cry, he has never cried since then.

Zong Wenxiu was heartbroken.

If his aunt hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that his brother was so wronged.

My younger brother is always full of confidence and energy, which makes people subconsciously feel that he is mentally strong and can withstand any setbacks.

But they all forgot that the boy was only eight years old and was also a child who would cry when he lost.

Zong Wenxiu hugged him, patted his back with one hand, and soothed him: "Cry if you want to. You have to cry out to feel better. Holding it in will only make you feel worse."

"Brother, even you bully me..." The little devil who was comforted kept shedding tears, and he cried harder and harder, with tears constantly falling from his bright black eyes, which made people feel pity and distressed.

Zong Wenxiu quickly said, "I didn't mean to bully you. I just saw that you were too depressed and I was afraid that something might happen to you."

The kid cried in grievance for a long time before he spoke: "Brother, I have never lost. I am proficient in Cuju, Toubo, and Chuiwan. Why did I lose so badly in studying? Why can't I catch up with Qin Ye? Why can't I be better than Qin Ye? Why am I so stupid? He doesn't remember me, he insults me, he looks down on me..."

If he hadn't spoken, Zong Wenxiu wouldn't have known how much his brother was thinking. Qin Ye had simply become his nightmare.

Zong Wenxiu advised distressedly: "Everyone has his own areas of expertise. If Qin Ye competes with you in Cuju, he is definitely not your opponent. You can't just see Qin Ye's strengths and not see your own. Besides, Qin Ye doesn't look down on you, he just doesn't know you yet. Now that he knows you, he will find out how wrong it is to look down on you."

Zong Jincheng spoke one sentence after another, and Zong Wenxiu persuaded one sentence after another. The little boy cried so hard that Zong Wenxiu felt his heart melted.

He wiped his brother's tears with a handkerchief and patiently said to him, "Learning is a gradual process. You have been obsessed with surpassing Qin Ye recently. I know you are anxious, but the more anxious you are, the more likely you are to have problems. There is a limit to a person's physical and mental strength. Too much is as bad as too little."

The little devil's tears were falling, and no matter how hard he tried to wipe them away, his little face looked aggrieved.

He cried and asked: "Then when can I defeat Qin Ye?"

Zong Wenxiu said gently, "Let me calculate for you. Qin Ye studied for five years to reach his current level. You have only studied for half a year and will soon enter the Children's Examination Class. There is still an extra four and a half years in between. Of course, this does not mean that the gap between you and Qin Ye is four and a half years. According to the predictions of my aunt and the teachers, we will have to participate in the imperial examination in three years."

Zong Jincheng said softly, "That is to say, as long as I surpass Qin Ye within these three years, it means I have defeated him, and I have completely and thoroughly crushed him from beginning to end?"

Zong Wenxiu nodded and said, "Yes, our key class's study method is the most powerful in the whole capital, and you are very likely to defeat Qin Ye. So don't worry, you still have three years, we will steadily learn all the lessons, and we will definitely be able to defeat Qin Ye when the time comes. And have you forgotten, didn't we agree to become high officials together and help many people?"

The little devil nodded.

Yes, he was so excited by Qin Ye that he forgot everything. He only wanted to surpass him, but he lost his mind.

Brother is right, there is still a long time. Qin Ye is only the first in the boy's class now, which does not mean he will be the first in the boy's examination, nor does it mean he will be the first in the imperial examination.

He, Zong Jincheng, will definitely make Qin Ye remember him as the strongest challenger!

This night.

The two brothers slept together again after a long absence. The clingy Jin Cheng came back. Although he was still crying, he still mumbled a lot in the quilt. After talking about his grievances, he complained about Qin Ye's excessiveness.

Zong Wenxiu kept agreeing with him: "Qin Ye does have a bad temper, but have you noticed that you two are very similar?"

The little devil immediately got angry: "Who looks like him?"

Zong Wenxiu smiled.

My younger brother seems to have recovered a little and is getting anxious.

He said patiently, "You both have bad tempers, but it shows on your face while he feels it in his heart."

The little devil curled his lips and said, "It doesn't sound like you are complimenting me."

Zong Wenxiu chuckled and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you two will become very good friends in the future, the kind that appreciate each other."

The little devil was furious: "Impossible! I don't want to be friends with such a cold, arrogant and heartless person! He is the most annoying person in my life, no doubt about it!"

Zong Wenxiu was surprised and asked back, "So in your grudge book, auntie has dropped from first to second?"

He remembered his brother telling him the names of the people in his grudge book, and Qin Ye was ranked after his aunt at that time.

The little devil paused, then nodded heavily and said, "Yes, I hate Qin Ye the most now!"

Zong Wenxiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But when it comes to the grudge book, he feels that his childish brother has returned.

Crying does help release your emotions.

And a good night's sleep can speed up the process of forgetting negative emotions.

The next morning, before Zong Wenxiu even opened his eyes, he felt his energetic brother standing up from the bed and shouting, "Down with Qin Ye!"

Full of confidence, full of energy.

Very good, the proud little devil brother is finally back to normal.