Children's conflicts are neither major nor minor.
Beibei cried so hard that tears and snot streamed down her face, so Zhou Xinya could only comfort her with tissues, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry. Aren't you the one who listens to me the most?"
"How did your etiquette teacher instruct you? Why are you crying like this?"
How can I cry then?
Do etiquette teachers also teach how to sob gracefully?
Kids are kids. Beibei is a normal six-year-old. She was crying and sobbing, and she was fighting for what she valued most.
"Never mind, let's sit together," Zhou Xinya suggested.
us?
Her left hand was instantly gripped tightly; Perrin didn't want to sit with a boy either.
It doesn't make sense that she paid for and put in effort to get her dad to sponsor the autumn outing, only to end up sitting with a boy.
Are you kidding me? Do you think I need this trip?
On the left is a menacing gaze, and on the right is a pitiful, expectant gaze.
Zhou Xinya's eyebrows furrowed in frustration as she emphasized, "I said, the three of us should sit together."
Huh? Tong Beibei immediately realized what she meant and asked in surprise, "Are you going to hug me?"
She really dared to dream of sitting on Zhou Xinya's lap.
Just thinking about it made it seem feasible, and Beibei's little face lit up. "We can take turns, and you can sit on my lap too."
Zhou Xinya certainly didn't think so. Suppressing her throbbing brow, she said, "We can sit in the last row. I'll take motion sickness medicine."
Her voice was gentle as she looked at the two of them, "Is this alright now?"
One on the left and one on the right, that still doesn't work—
Beibei whispered, "But I still don't want to sit with a boy."
There are five seats in the back row, and one person will definitely have to sit on the outside.
I don't know what's wrong with kids this age.
Gender discrimination has reached such an extreme that people take pride in being with the same sex, while sitting with the opposite sex is seen as a sign of poor interpersonal relationships.
Beibei trusted Sun Lifang more and whispered to her, "Auntie, I don't want to be the child with the worst interpersonal relationships."
If that's the case, she won't participate.
"What is all this nonsense?" Sun Lifang thought the child was overthinking it. "Why would a classmate think like that?"
You're all just kids, why are you scheming like this?
Only adults think about interpersonal relationships, right?
Isn't it enough for kids to be well-fed, warmly dressed, and happy?
Tong Beibei inherited her parents' business acumen; unable to conquer Zhou Xinya's territory, she turned her attention to Sun Lifang's.
"It's true, Auntie. If I sit with a boy, people will look down on me."
With a straight face, Sun Lifang was speechless. "What do you mean by looking down on me?"
Hmph, you'll regret this later.
Sun Lifang thought to herself: "Young people don't know the value of youth, and they mistake prejudice for a treasure."
If Tong Beibei continues to be so aloof, she'll soon become the queen of widowhood.
After gathering opinions from both sides, Sun Lifang called Liu Qing again to ask, "Who is your Mengmeng paired with?"
The result was exactly the same: of the four girls, except for Zhou Xinya, "none of them really wanted to sit with a boy."
Well, since nobody wants to sit alone, then everyone can just sit in the last row.
Six people, try to squeeze into one row.
On the way home, Sun Lifang asked her daughter, "Why don't you girls like to play with boys?"
"No, it was the boys who stopped playing with us girls first!" Zhou Xinya sighed, resting her chin on her hand. "I don't know who started it, but the boys stopped playing with the girls."
This directly led to girls in school not playing with boys.
They stick together and exclude each other.
As a result, Zhou Xinya is now afraid to get too close to Jin Ziduo and Du Yuheng.
"It's not that I don't want to play with them."
It is because—
“Whenever they’re with me, their classmates laugh at them.”
What are you laughing at?
The little girl blinked: "They're making fun of us because we look like girls."
Do Jin Ziduo and Du Yuheng look like girls?
Sun Lifang asked in surprise, "Mom didn't notice? How do they look like girls?"
"Du Yuheng speaks with a bit of a Sichuan accent; they call him effeminate."
"Diguaqiang" means Taiwanese accent; it's soft and lacks masculinity.
Lin Meiling is from Taiwan and runs a publishing business. She usually speaks in a soft and gentle tone.
Even her son speaks very gently and pleasantly.
People from Shanghai actually speak in a soft, gentle tone, like the Wu dialect.
If you ask Sun Lifang, there's actually no difference between the two.
Half a catty equals eight taels.
Furthermore, what's wrong with boys speaking softly and gently? Why are they being so conflicted?
And there's so much gold because—
"He has delicate features; people say he looks like a girl."
Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and every movement of her face was beautiful.
He possessed the refined elegance of a beautiful woman from the misty Jiangnan region, all concentrated in one boy.
But "only girls play with girls, that's what they say,"
Public opinion is a fearsome thing.
In order to prevent Jinzi and Du Yuheng from being isolated and ostracized, Zhou Xinya could only quietly distance herself from them.
Wait a minute, Sun Lifang thought strangely, "Why would Jin Ziduo be isolated?"
She didn't believe Jin Ziduo would be isolated—
Those who are inspiring and have bodyguards and strategists at home will be isolated by those little kids.
But that's true. Zhou Xinya said, "During the autumn outing, Jinziduo couldn't find a group."
It's still because of myself.
Ugh, it's so pitiful to think about.
Then came anger: "I'm so angry, but I can't hit anyone!"
Every time we play together, I get criticized.
Jin Ziduo didn't react, but Zhou Xinya was the first to try to let go.
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