"Mom, I want to go home." In the space filled with local slang, Zhou Xinya climbed onto the sofa and said to Sun Lifang, "The cartoon is about to start."
"I want to go back and see Sun Wukong."
1998 marked the first time the animated version of Journey to the West was broadcast on television. Zhou Xinya's greatest anticipation each day was watching Sun Wukong fight monsters.
If you miss one episode, you won't be able to connect the rest.
The little girl seemed unusually impatient, glancing at the clock on the wall—
It's a little past four o'clock, and it takes more than half an hour to get there by car, especially if there's traffic...
I definitely wouldn't want that!
With about ten minutes left, Zhou Xinya kept turning her head toward the clock, eagerly anticipating watching the cartoon.
With Christmas approaching, the Red House Western Restaurant has already put up a Christmas tree and colorful lights.
In addition, there are free photo opportunities.
In the center of the venue, a fenced-off area was filled with a pile of white glass beads as decoration.
It gleamed under the warm light.
The whole room was lit up, and a group of children lined up to take pictures.
Except for Zhou Xinya.
She just wanted to go home and watch cartoons.
Therefore, she repeatedly emphasized, "If you miss this episode, you don't know when you'll be able to watch it again."
"Mommy, Mommy, I want to go home." The little girl had a knack for being a bit annoying.
He didn't look for anyone else, just kept talking to Sun Lifang—
"The finale is coming soon, I want to watch it."
As she spoke, Zhou Xinya put her arms around Sun Lifang's neck, leaned half her body against her, and kissed her every now and then.
"Mommy, I love you the most."
Zhou Xinya deliberately imitated Guo Zhimeng's Taiwanese accent, which was soft and sweet.
"Fairy Mommy, can you take me home to watch TV?"
The daughter in front of me is both rascal and adorable, and she speaks so sweetly.
Sun Lifang simply couldn't get angry—
He tugged at one of her braids and shook it, deliberately saying, "Don't you already know the ending?"
Seriously, who doesn't know the ending of Journey to the West?
But even knowing that, I still want to watch it.
Zhou Xinya is still a child, so it's normal for her to want to watch cartoons.
After all, this era is unlike later generations.
With smartphones and various media players, you can watch whatever you want anytime, anywhere.
At that moment, Sun Lifang missed the internet age terribly.
Bringing your kids to a get-together with your girlfriends is such a nightmare.
Just a few words and you have to take care of the child, like right now—
Zhou Xinya, holding Sun Lifang's hand, was already dragging her outside, saying, "Let's go home, let's go home, I want to go home."
There was nothing that could be done, but Sun Lifang didn't want to satisfy her so quickly.
So Sun Lifang didn't answer her immediately, but asked instead, "Did you say goodbye to your aunt?"
"The guests are still here, is this how you show politeness?"
Don't let your child feel that your compromises will never end; the harder something is to get, the more it will be cherished.
Putting aside the matter of being impolite, Sun Lifang changed her tone and asked her daughter, "Did you plan your time carefully before going out today?"
"You insisted on coming along for meals, and watching cartoons is also something you wanted."
"You want everything, but what about me? What about Aunt Meimei? Nobody ate much."
Zhou Xinya knew perfectly well that she couldn't watch cartoons after eating, but she wanted to have both.
That was never going to happen.
Perhaps because Sun Lifang's tone was a bit harsh, Liu Qing came over to persuade her, "Hey, Lifang, she's just a child—"
She said three words, paused twice, and kept giving her meaningful glances to stop her from saying anything more.
because--
Zhou Xinya is someone who cares about her image; just those two seemingly innocuous words were enough to make the young girl sniffle.
People were coming and going around the dining table. Sun Lifang pulled her daughter to a corner, saying, "Come here!"
If you want your daughter to develop a sense of time, you can't indulge her in trivial matters.
I was just having a nice meal, but this little girl ruined it all.
"Didn't you see that Aunt Liu Qing hasn't eaten anything yet?" Sun Lifang coaxed. "The host left before the guests had finished eating."
"This is very impolite behavior."
In addition, Sun Lifang asked her, "Did you think about cartoons before you left home?"
If you've thought about it, it's like knowing there won't be enough time later, but still sacrificing other people's time to bring her back.
It's like you're in a movie theater and the kid next to you keeps asking you to take him to the toilet because he's drunk too much water.
After several attempts, you've essentially wasted your money on that movie ticket.
That's exactly how Sun Lifang feels right now.
So she clearly told her daughter, "Once you've eaten, don't think about cartoons."
"Cartoons are something you can watch on a regular basis, but can you eat French food every day?"
"If you had to choose one of two options, which would you choose?"
Unsurprisingly, Zhou Xinya chose French cuisine.
Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to fall but refusing to, making her look quite pitiful.
Sun Lifang wasn't hard-hearted. After scolding her daughter, she paused for a moment, faced with her daughter's aggrieved expression, and asked, "Do you understand?"
The little girl nodded, and two tears fell to the ground with a thud.
Falling from the sky, only her eyelashes were wet, and her clear, almond-shaped eyes looked pitifully at Sun Lifang, not daring to speak.
Speaking of which, girls in their cub stage are always like this—
For her, her mother is the most important person.
But education should be done through discussion and compromise, so Sun Lifang pulled her daughter into her arms and said, "Come here, let Mommy hug you."
Little did anyone know that with that one moment, Zhou Xinya burst into tears.
"Mother--"
Now, Sun Lifang was confused.
Education is complete, so why are you crying?
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