Shortly after Ning Shaobai’s birthday, Xiaofeng and her friends’ parent-teacher meeting was held.
Xia Mian didn't have time when he was in high school, so Xia Wenyue or Ning Shaoyun would open it together when they went to open it for Mao Huizhu and Chenchen.
I finally have time to hibernate this year, so of course I have to go there in person.
When Xiao Feng heard that Xia Mian was coming to attend his parent-teacher conference, he jumped for joy. "Really? Auntie, you're coming?"
Then he asked sensibly, "Auntie, don't you have classes?"
"No, I don't have classes that day." There was only one big Marxism class that afternoon, and my roommate could just punch in for me.
"Haha." The child laughed briefly, hugged her waist and stomped his feet happily, "Auntie, I got first place in the exam."
Xia Mian patted his head and smiled, "Well, Auntie went to receive praise from the teacher. I heard that the teacher always praises you, but Auntie has never been there once."
Xiao Feng giggled and rubbed his head against her waist.
Xia Mian's heart is melting.
On the day of the parent-teacher meeting, she deliberately wore a more conservative outfit and put on light makeup.
To be honest, it was the first time in her two lives that she attended a parent-teacher meeting, and she felt a little excited.
She arrived early and the children were still cleaning. Xia Mian looked through the window and saw a classroom of children playing and fighting while cleaning.
Mao Huizhu was with four or five classmates. They held a broom upright with one end on the tip of their index finger and competed to see who could drop it first, as if the one who dropped it first had to take out the trash.
Chenchen and a few boys were mopping the floor. As they were mopping, he started to stand on the mop while two boys were running in front of him, pulling the mop. After a while, several strips of cloth fell off the mop.
Ding Sijin washed two rags from the basin and handed one to Xiaofeng. The two of them wiped one row of tables each. The two little girls next door had already wiped five rows before they slowly wiped the third row.
I wiped it more carefully. That was Ding Sijin's desk, very conspicuous.
Xia Mian laughed as he watched.
"Xia Mian, why are you here so early?" Ning Shaoyun called her.
Xia Mian turned around and saw her and Xia Wenyue coming together.
"Sister Ning, Second Aunt." Xia Mian chuckled, "This is my first parent-teacher conference, so I'm a little nervous."
Xia Wenyue smiled and said, "You should be fine. I was really nervous the first time I came here. I hadn't been in a classroom in decades. I felt like my butt was being pricked up sitting in my seat, afraid to embarrass Huizhu."
At this point she smiled slyly and said, "Fortunately there were a few more naughty ones, so the teacher didn't take my turn to scold me."
Ning Shaoyun smiled when she heard that, "I didn't see that you were nervous."
Xia Wenyue said seriously, "How can you tell that?"
Ning Shaoyun and Xia Mian burst out laughing.
As the three of them were talking, the parents arrived one after another, quickly attracting the attention of the children. Xiao Feng immediately smiled broadly when she saw Xia Mian, ran over with a rag and hugged her waist, "Auntie."
Ding Sijin also came over and stood beside him.
Xia Mian patted the heads of the two children one by one and said to Ding Sijin, "I'll get your results for you later, don't worry."
Her grandmother had very inconvenient bound feet and was a little timid, so she never attended her parent-teacher meetings.
Ding Sijin smiled a little, "Thank you, auntie."
Chenchen and Mao Huizhu also looked for their mothers and chatted with each other.
The children quickly cleaned up and led their parents to their seats.
Xiao Feng was the youngest in their class and also short, so she sat at the edge of the first row;
Chenchen was in the middle. Girls of Mao Huizhu's age grew fast and were the tallest. She sat in the second to last row.
Xiao Feng leaned on Xia Mian obediently and explained the process to her, "The teacher will first call the roll, then read out the grades, and share teaching experience."
"Do I want to share too?" Xia Mian hugged the child and smiled, "What learning experience do you have? Teach me, otherwise I won't know what to say later."
Xiao Feng thought about it and said seriously, "Just listen to the teacher carefully and do your homework well."
Xia Mian smiled and stroked his ahoge, "Okay, Auntie got it."
The parents nearby looked at him with envy, "Are you Xia Yufeng's aunt? How did you raise your child? How come he is so well behaved?"
She raised her hand and tugged at the ear of the little boy next to her and said, "If my child is half as obedient as yours, I'll be so lucky."
Xia Mian's mouth corners lifted uncontrollably, and she said modestly, "Isn't your child quite well behaved? There is no child who isn't naughty, and naughty children are all smart."
The parent also laughed and said, "Well, his brain is still okay, he just doesn't need to study anymore."
The parent on the other side also said, "Your Xia Yufeng is really nice. I have to thank him very much. My daughter's grades have improved a lot since she sat at the same table with him."
"Xia Yufeng, how did you teach her? I taught her at home, but this stupid girl just couldn't learn it no matter what. She's so stupid." As he said this, he glared at the little girl beside him with a look of disappointment.
Xia Mian looked at the little girl with her mouth tightly closed and a sad look on her face, and sighed inwardly. This mother was too impatient.
Xiao Feng blinked and looked at the mother and said, "Auntie, Du Juan is not stupid. She is very good at chess and math."
"She doesn't want to play the piano, she likes Go."
Du Juan's mother was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and stared at the little girl, saying sternly, "When did you learn Go?!"
The little girl shuddered and her whole body tensed up. Xia Mian quickly said, "Your daughter taught herself Go? That's amazing, isn't it?"
Her tone was full of envy, which made Du Juan's mother stunned for a moment, "Is this amazing?"
"Of course it's amazing." Xia Mian said, "Go is extremely difficult. It's amazing that your child can learn it by himself."
Seeing Xia Mian looking at her daughter in surprise, Du Juan's mother was a little shaken, "Is it better than the piano?"
Is there absolutely no way this can be better?
However, Xia Mian also knew that this kind of mother probably wouldn't truly care about her child's interests and hobbies, so she smiled and said, "Of course. Piano also requires talent, but Go is a top-notch mental sport."
"Talented children can become national team players at just twelve or thirteen. You know, they have to think ten steps ahead before they make a single move, and they have to counter their opponent's moves with all sorts of tactics and strategies. How could that not be impressive? Kids with less brains really can't learn that."
Du Juan's mother glanced at her daughter and said, "That's true. Does that mean she's still smart?"
Seeing the little girl's relaxed expression of being recognized, Xia Mian felt helpless. There was nothing she could do. This was the characteristic of this era. It seemed very difficult for parents to express their love and praise to their children.
Xia Mian smiled at the little girl and said, "Not very good, but very smart."
"But not many people can do that," Dujuan's mother said, "who knew she was so good at it."
"Let her show off her talent in the future. No one else will understand."
Well, this is treating your daughter as a tool to gain face for yourself.
Xia Mian sighed inwardly, but still said, "The one who has to compete level by level has a state-issued rank certificate, just like the piano."
Xia Mian originally wanted to ask his daughter to win glory for the country, but he was afraid that the mother would make this a goal, which would put pressure on the child again.
"Look at who likes Go. Many high-ranking officials like Go, but almost none like piano. Go can also develop brain power, which will be helpful for your child's studies."
Seeing Du Juan's mother wavering, Xia Mian continued, "Do you think you'd be more proud of her getting to level ten in piano, or would it bring you more honor to have her get into a good university?"
Du Juan's mother said without hesitation, "Of course, getting into a good university is more important."
She couldn't help but confirm with Xiao Feng, "Is her academic performance improving because of playing chess?"
Xiao Feng tilted her head, "She's happy when she plays chess."
Xia Mian touched his head and smiled at Du Juan's mother, "What does a child know? He's only in the fourth grade anyway, so there's still time. You can go back and try it for a month or two and you'll know."
Du Juan's mother thought for a moment and smiled, "That's true. I was so anxious that I lost my mind."
A parent's voice of praise came from the back, "Ding Sijin's desk is so beautiful. What kind of painting is it using? It won't fade."
One parent laughed and said, "I don't know how protective the little girl is. She would rather drink less water and not go to the toilet than let others sit on her."
The parents laughed.
Ding Sijin's desk is not only famous among her classmates, but also among her parents.
After all, everyone wanted to sit on that beautiful desk. At first, the students thought they could sit there when they changed seats, but Ding Sijin moved the desk along with her when she changed seats. No one wanted to sit there anyway, and the teacher said no one could do that. In the end, he had no choice but to give in to her.
If students can’t sit at the tables, they will inevitably tell their parents when they get home, and the parents will know about it.
I heard that during the parent-teacher meeting last semester, some parents asked why Ding Sijin could draw on the table and said it was unfair.
Teacher Liu put the picture of the dirty desktop that Xia Mian had taken on the projector for the parents to see, and the parents immediately fell silent.
They would rather their children's desks be clean.
Teacher Liu took the opportunity to educate the parents to take good care of their children when they go home.
In fact, there was no need for Teacher Liu to teach the parents anything. The parents had all heard that Fu Peng's parents were sent to the police station for bullying Ding Sijin, so of course they took it very seriously.
No matter how naughty the kids are, they are afraid of the police. Moreover, Fu Peng has been much more well-behaved since then and has never bullied anyone again, resulting in a lot fewer bullying incidents in the entire Longcheng Primary School.
Du Juan's mother glanced back and said enviously, "How old was your Xia Yufeng when he started learning to paint? He paints so well."
"Can painting also develop intelligence? Where did you learn it? Or I can ask our Du Juan to learn it too."
Xia Mian simply didn't know how to answer.
Fortunately, Teacher Liu came to her rescue, "Okay, everyone, go out, the parent-teacher meeting is about to begin."
The children all went out in a hurry, and the parents sat upright waiting for the teacher to speak.
The subsequent process was exactly as Xiao Feng had described. Xia Mian enjoyed the envious gazes of the parents almost the entire time, which made her feel more comfortable than drinking a glass of ice water on a hot day.
When it was Xia Mian's turn to share her experience, she stood on the podium and looked at Xiao Feng's little head secretly sticking out of the window. She couldn't help but smile, "Maybe it's because he's an angel. He does everything so well."
The teacher and the parent were all stunned, then they followed Xia Mian's smiling eyes to look at Xiao Feng who was also smiling very happily, and then they realized that this parent was actually teasing the child on the podium.
Xia Mian then turned around and looked at the parents and said, "See him smiling? When he's happy, he'll do everything very well."
"So, my experience is to praise them more. Children, like adults, love to hear good things."
"Think about it, would you rather hear 'I believe you'll do well on the test next time!' or 'Next time, do well on the test, or I'll break your legs!'"
The parents burst into laughter. Xia Mian said with a smile, "Everyone can observe carefully. Children who are always praised are more outstanding and confident than those who are always suppressed and scolded by their parents."
"So grades aren't just the children's problem. We parents have to work hard too," she said with a smile. "I believe everyone is smart and can definitely help the children become better."
The parents laughed again.
After the parents' meeting, Xia Mian was hugged by Xiao Feng as soon as she left the house. She leaned over, lifted the child up and said with a smile, "Oh, our little angel, you are so great."
The child giggled.
The parents around looked at their children who hid away from them and seemed to be thinking about something.
Although I don’t know what will happen in the future, but after this parent-teacher meeting, for the first time, there were no harsh words like “I’m going to beat you to death when I get home!”, “Wait until I get home and your dad will deal with you!”, “Just wait for me” etc. at the classroom door.
When I went back home on the weekend, I heard Mao Huizhu say that the kids in the class were particularly envious of Xiaofeng's aunt, and Xiaofeng was very proud in the class.
Hearing this, Xiao Feng shyly nestled in her arms, rubbing her head against her shoulders, "Hey, auntie."
Xia Mian was amused by him, "Baby, you are my pride too."
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