On the day before Christmas, the school held an event and only had classes for half a day. Sun Lifang dressed her daughter in a dark red overall jumpsuit and little leather boots, and sent her to school looking smart and dashing.
When saying goodbye at the school gate, the little girl told her mother, "Don't have any snacks this afternoon, I'll bring you some from school."
During holiday activities, the kindergarten distributes imported cream biscuits, chocolates, candies, and other treats, in addition to Teacher Xiong's homemade dishes.
The roasted turkey was stuffed with various spices and also had carrots, onions, and other vegetables inside.
When it came out of the oven, the salt, sweet paprika and butter on the outside had mixed together, making the surface sizzle. The fragrant and fresh taste was unforgettable for Zhou Xinya.
"I couldn't pack it last time, but this time I told the teacher, and she'll prepare a box to keep it warm for me. Mom, remember to pick me up early!"
Sun Lifang laughed: "I can't exactly eat at the school gate, can I? I still have to go home to eat."
What's the rush?
Speaking of which, since the little girl started school, she has brought back quite a few snacks.
Sometimes it's a stuffed donut wrapped in a tissue, sometimes it's a meatball fried for lunch.
He eagerly pulled it out of his schoolbag and handed it to Sun Lifang, saying, "This is delicious. Our school only gave one to each person."
one?
"Didn't you eat any?" Sun Lifang asked, puzzled, looking at the perfectly intact thick milk tortilla inside the crumpled paper. "How do you know it's delicious if you didn't eat it?"
The little girl answered her with a smile, her hands behind her back, urging her, "Try it, is it delicious?"
If you don't answer the question directly, something's fishy going on.
"I smelled it when the baker took it out. It smelled so good, so good, like milk. Mom, eat it! My mouth is watering."
As she spoke, the little girl ran a few steps away before turning back and swallowing hard.
With her daughter watching like that, how could Sun Lifang possibly eat?
So, after a prolonged tug-of-war between mother and daughter, Zhou Xinya reluctantly revealed the truth—
Jinzi doesn't like sweets, but the teacher said we shouldn't waste food...
Oh, so it all ended up in your tummy.
Glancing at her daughter's chubby face, Sun Lifang felt a mix of emotions.
What child doesn't hate sweets?
Last time, she clearly saw Jinzi eat an extra caramel pudding.
However, Sun Lifang intends to let the children handle their own affairs.
I used to dislike them so much, but now that I eat their snacks every day, I don't hate them as much anymore.
Zhou Xinya herself said, "I found that he's not so bad, and he's quite smart too."
"He's the one who mediates conflicts in the class most of the time."
Upon hearing this, Sun Lifang raised an eyebrow. "That's quite a skill."
The whole class was full of little dumpling-like children who cried all the time. The two class monitors, the head and the deputy head, often worked together to solve problems, and over time, they came to appreciate each other.
Furthermore, "They're just naturally smart; it's your perspective that's different."
Sun Lifang explained the difference between an opponent and a helper to her daughter.
"Next time, even if you lose to someone, think about what we can learn from you, okay?"
School is a microcosm of society. The scheming and plotting you talk about actually come from the family education resources people use.
This is the mindset I was born with; you have to accept it whether you like it or not.
"Mom, do you mean I can do anything as long as the result is successful?" Zhou Xinya felt that Jin Ziduo's behavior of spending money to buy votes was wrong.
The election of class monitor should be a choice made by everyone based on their own conscience.
"No," Sun Lifang shook her head and chuckled. "Think about it, what is the teacher's purpose in selecting a class monitor?"
"The purpose of electing a class monitor is to select someone who can manage the class."
At this point, Sun Lifang asked her daughter, "Tell me, besides Jinzi, who else in your class can manage the boys?"
No.
In fact, his ability was already demonstrated in the early stages of campaigning and lobbying.
"A results-oriented approach maximizes benefits; teachers select capable assistants, students find leaders, and you—"
"Doesn't it feel much easier now?"
Sun Lifang hopes her daughter can work backward from the result and look at the problem from a different perspective.
"Because you will definitely meet rivals in the future who are richer and have more resources than our family to hire top-notch dance teachers to teach at home."
"If you are jealous and attribute the outcome to other people's 'methods,' you will be immersed in negative emotions and feel sorry for yourself, which will make you very miserable."
Accepting the unfairness of the world was the first lesson Sun Lifang taught her daughter.
The higher you climb, the more people you'll encounter who are richer and have more connections than you.
Zhou Xinya is too straightforward and can't stand those underhanded tactics; she's too pure and easily broken.
But what if one day, after falling down, you attribute it all to the other party's "tactics" and can never get back up?
Therefore, Sun Lifang had to prepare her daughter in advance, saying, "Someone who can beat you isn't necessarily better than you, and your parents won't just look at the results."
"The most important thing is that we ourselves are happy."
Zhou Xinya was very smart. After a quick thought, she understood and stopped worrying about the past grievances with Jin Ziduo.
If you look at it from another angle, they didn't do anything illegal.
Having methods is not shameful; as long as it doesn't harm others, it's acceptable to do them.
After all, they have plenty of resources, why shouldn't they use them?
Having composed herself, Zhou Xinya no longer resisted the methods, but still proudly raised her head and replied, "I believe I can do it all with my own abilities. Just like roast chicken, it's already delicious, and the ingredients inside are just garnishes!"
Methods are secondary; strength is the primary factor.
“That’s right!” Sun Lifang was pleasantly surprised by her daughter’s reaction and, without complaining, expressed her understanding.
In this way, we won't suffer the same tragedy as in our past life, right?
In her previous life, Zhou Xinya was about to be promoted when a boss's relative was parachuted in and took her position. Zhou Xinya was indignant and beat the person up, then decisively resigned and went home, ending her experience of life.
Unfortunately, her pride was too strong. While she outwardly berated her boss as an idiot, she couldn't stand others using underhanded tactics to outmaneuver her, resulting in her efforts being wasted.
She denied all her efforts, felt worthless, drank heavily, became depressed, and then cut her wrists to commit suicide.
If only her parents had explained it to her from the beginning.
So, by using this small incident to illustrate a larger point, Sun Lifang made her point clear about the matter of borrowing a lot of gold, hoping that her daughter wouldn't be so stubborn.
Killing two birds with one stone, Zhou Xinya brought back even more snacks after unbuttoning two buttons.
She said, "I have reconciled with Kim Ja-do, and we are now in a cooperative relationship."
The two little devils are so young, yet they're talking about "reconciliation and cooperation" as if they're discussing some big business deal. Sun Lifang was both amused and exasperated, so she just let them be.
Unexpectedly, the school called me right after I dropped my daughter off at school that morning, before I even had a chance to catch up on my sleep.
"Is that Zhou Xinya's mother?"
Before Sun Lifang could even finish her sentence, the person on the phone raised their voice and said, "Come to the school quickly, your daughter has hit someone!"
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