Raising children is a complicated matter.
It’s not good to be too controlling, it’s too tough.
It's not good to care less. If you care less, Chu Ci will react like this. He seems to be in a panic. It's a very strange reaction of a young boy.
Outside the Chu family's study on the second floor, two old men and two women were knocking on the door. Some spoke out loud, while others cried in pain. Their message was the same: stop hitting.
Chu Hongtian had a slipper on one foot and a white sock on the other foot touching the ground. He held the slipper tightly in his hand and looked at his nephew who was half-lying on the ground. He was so angry that smoke was about to come out of his head.
Amidst the banging on the door and the crying, he cursed:
"Is it wrong?
What am I to you if you challenge me? You unfilial thing!
Still have the same attitude as your mother.
If she didn't have you in her heart, given her mental state back then, don't you remember?
"You son, Chu Ci, if your father saw you being so unfilial, would he take off his shoes and beat you? He would peel off your skin!"
Chu Ci had always been unwilling to accept the defeat, pursing his lips stubbornly. He would accept being beaten and would never admit his mistakes even if he was beaten to death.
But at this moment, he looked up and saw that his uncle's eyes were red as he spoke, and the hand holding the shoe was shaking, as if he was afraid of being angry.
It must be said that he is indeed more filial than Chu Yifeng. Perhaps it is because he has no father and knows how to cherish. He is particularly distressed about this uncle.
Chu Ci, who had been kicked to the ground, stood up on his knees. He lowered his head and approached Chu Hongtian. He tugged at the sole of the shoe in his uncle's hand without looking at him. Then he wiped his eyes with his arm and said, "Uncle."
The word "uncle" made Chu Hongtian's voice change tone, and everyone outside the door could hear the sobs: "You made the whole family unhappy, and you are happy? You kid just deserve to be beaten!" He pushed Chu Ci's head hard with his big hand: "Get out and eat in peace."
How could the dining atmosphere be good? Everyone was secretly observing Chu Hongtian's expression and Chu Ci.
Chu Ci was listless and would occasionally glance at his uncle secretly.
Chu Hongtian took the initiative to open a bottle of white wine, without saying a word, and drank it with Chu Ci's grandfather with helplessness.
In his heart, he treated his nephew like a treasure, even much better than his own children.
He has always done so.
How many days have you not been home? I'm afraid the child will play tricks on me, so I'll be there today. [△网w ww.Ai Qu xs.]
He will definitely attend any parent-teacher meetings he can find time for.
For decades, he seldom asked about his son and daughter's affairs, but he always said a few nice words and gave some advice on Chu Ci's family education.
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Zhang Jing'an held her father's arm with one hand and carried a bag with the other. The bag was filled with gifts for her brother and sister-in-law. Occasionally, she looked back at Chu Ci who was following behind her.
Her son was so careless that he kept a distance of ten meters from her.
She suddenly sighed. She felt that she had been away for too long, and her son had grown up, and she seemed no longer able to take care of him.
After being kicked by his elder brother, I thought Chu Ci would be stubborn and make a fuss, but it turned out to be so strange. When his elder brother scolded him to follow him out to see his grandfather off, Chu Ci followed him out with a trail of footprints.
Chu Ci's grandfather sighed inwardly when he saw this.
My daughter was too cautious to read her grandson's expression. I was afraid she would have to think about what to say to him after she sent him off and when they walked back alone.
"You should come back to our house. Raising a daughter means being extroverted. Humph."
"Dad, you're my biological dad after all. We all live in the same courtyard, so it doesn't matter where I live. I'll have plenty of time to accompany you in the future.
I just came back and want to take care of my mother-in-law for a few more days. Living together will also make it easier to observe her physical condition.
Why not take her somewhere for some recuperation while I'm still working? Can we go together?"
Zhang Shijun laughed and said, "There are so many excuses. I'm just biased. My own father is not as good as my mother-in-law."
Chu Ci suddenly shouted from behind: "Grandpa, go back and rub your legs with medicinal wine. I'm leaving." After shouting, he turned around and ran towards the Chu family.
That night, the door of his room was locked to prevent his mother from talking to him.
Zhang Jingan, feeling somewhat heartbroken, had to pretend nothing was a big deal when she returned to her eldest brother and sister-in-law's house. At night, she hugged a pillow and said to Old Lady Chu, "Mom, let's sleep together."
The old lady's spine was a little stiff, for she was afraid that a direct refusal would hurt her daughter-in-law's feelings.
She volunteered a list of her shortcomings: "I snore. I get up in the middle of the night to drink water. I urinate several times a night. Your sister-in-law said you have jet lag. Young man, try to sleep in more."
"It's okay." Zhang Jing'an put the pillow aside with a smile.
The old lady lowered her head and muttered softly, "I'm old, and I smell."
Zhang Jingan felt very uncomfortable when she saw her mother-in-law seemed to have made a mistake.
Zhang Jingan felt that she had to take care of her mother-in-law wholeheartedly in her last few years to make up for being away all these years.
Liang Yinqiu, who was preparing to measure her mother-in-law's blood pressure, stood at the door in a daze. She found it unbelievable when she heard the old lady's words.
Old Mrs. Chu didn't sleep well that night. She was thinking about her old son, but she was more afraid that if she slept too deeply, she would squeeze her old daughter-in-law.
She was very humble in front of Zhang Jingan.
When Liang Yinqiu tasted it that day, she actually felt jealous for the first time.
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At the Bi family's side, at nine o'clock in the evening, all the lights in the yard were off except for the light in Bi Yue's room.
Chu Yifeng glanced at the double towel blanket on the bed, which was a new one. He drank tea to sober up, and his low "Hehe" sound continued endlessly.
Bi Yue was laughing so hard that she was about to get angry.
"It's so obvious. It seems I have to continue to be filial to my mother-in-law if I get good things in the future."
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