The matter of the son's fight is over, and he has not yet come, and he is glad that his wife said that the money in her bag is ten yuan less. That day, I was afraid that my wife would not be able to control her emotions, so I preemptively said to my son:

"Joy, Daddy's head hurts a little, you accompany me to the desert park for a spin. ”

My son has been stealing money for a while, and sometimes I want to be murderous to him, thinking that it will make things worse, but I can't think of a good way. Walking on the road to the desert park, I said:

"Joy, my mother has less money in her purse, and I am really worried about the future of our family. ”

The son seemed to have been hit by an arrow, and his emotions dropped suddenly. He seemed to feel that he would expose his secret in this way, and hurriedly said with a vague uneasiness: "Dad, I didn't take it." ”

"It doesn't matter who takes it, the important thing is that there is always less money in the family, it will make our family collapse, and you will lose your father and mother. I said helplessly.

Alas, the progress of children is really difficult, when you feel that success is in front of you but suddenly find that you have not even found the starting point, a feeling of failure from time to time hits my heart. When I got home, I picked up my wife's bag and said, "Look, the money was lost from your mother." "I want him to remember the process of stealing the money and try to blame his conscience.

At noon on Saturday this week, my son said that his bike was a bit small and that he wanted to change to a larger one, and repeatedly showed that he was very capable. No matter what he says, I just don't agree. When I came back in the afternoon, I had a brand new off-road bike at home. My son happily showed me his new car, and I forced a smile to praise him, and then asked my wife what was the matter?

I shook my head, and a pressure that I had never felt before rose in my heart.

Two days later, I found that the money in my pocket was less than 15 yuan, and I asked Wang Xile if he had taken it, but he firmly denied it. I said:

This shows that there are untrustworthy lazy people among the children who play the game. For the safety of our family, I decided that Guangguang would never come to my house again. ”

Why should I take Guangguang to "operate" first, because Guangguang is bigger than Wang Xile, not a grade, and his emotions are a little farther away.

Two days later, my family lost another five yuan, and I fired the door because it was in the same grade as my son but in a different class.

When the new weekend came, the dollar I had put on my desk was gone, and this time I fired all my classmates who were playing with my son, and no one dared to come to my house to play again.

Since I isolated my friends, the laughter at the computer has disappeared, and I have deliberately reduced the number of times I talk to my son, and the family has experienced unprecedented dullness. During this time, in addition to his own affairs, the error rate of his homework has also skyrocketed, especially in Chinese homework.

At the end of September, my son came to my office and said, "Dad, Mr. Liu called you. ”

"Got a fight?" I asked.

"I didn't do anything bad. The son said.

I looked at my son and was surprised to say, "I didn't do anything bad." I said, "Joy, do you know what 'bad things' mean?"

"I can't say it, but I seem to understand it in my heart. ”

By the time he was in elementary school, Mr. Liu's cheeks were depressed and the hair on his forehead was a little messy. She said, "Teacher Wang, how is Wang Xile studying at home during this time?"

"I can do my homework regularly every day. ”

"Have you read Wang Xile's homework?"

"I haven't seen it. ”

"It's better to take the time to look at the book full of mistakes, half a word, half a sentence, worse than the first grade. ”

"It's so sad. I said.

"Since the beginning of the school year, Wang Xile has become very jumpy, and the exam is not honest, this monthly exam made me so angry that he asked him to stand and answer the paper, but he scored 98 points, and the paper is quite difficult. In the first two weekly exams, I sat and answered the papers, and I didn't even go up to eighty points. I'm in the third grade, and I don't have good study habits yet, what will I do in the future!"

"It's impossible for a child to develop study habits in three or five years. I was stunned.

Teacher Liu was stunned for a moment, "There are many students in the class who have good habits, and they are very obedient in writing homework, correcting mistakes, and abiding by discipline. "Teacher Liu has the intention of refuting me.

I realized that this topic could not be further elaborated, "Mr. Liu, Wang Xile does have a lot of problems now, and I am so anxious at home that I don't have a good solution!" I hurriedly confessed.

"Wang Xile is a smart doll, but he lacks management, and if he is sent to an extracurricular intensive class, he will definitely improve greatly. ”

"I'll go back and discuss with Wang Xile. ”

Teacher Liu's expression was strange, as if adults and children were discussing learning as something else.

When I got home, I asked my son what was going on with the exam and homework not being normal, and he said he didn't know either. I said, "Go read 'Unexpected Brutality' again." ”

"Am I doing something wrong?"

"You have a problem with your studies, but you can't even find the reason. In the long run, the picture of 'unexpected brutality' will be repeated in the Chinese. ”

After reading the article, I pondered my son repeatedly. Lately I have felt that he has a need, and what is the need? On the surface, my son's interest in science fiction has overtaken cartoons, but what does it mean here? The child's need is the need for education. I said, "Joy, Daddy has added a study task to you." ”

"What's the mission?"

"From today onwards, if you still have time after you've finished your homework, we can watch science fiction movies. ”

"Dad, you're not kidding! "

"Not really. ”

"Wow!" My son jumped up, took my hand and said, "Dad, let's go see it now." ”

This month, my son's various things are highly intertwined. During the "October 1st" National Day holiday, he always had to rent back a science fiction film every day after completing his study tasks; when his son was playing with the computer, Qi Peng, Menmen, Guangguang and other children were hanging outside from time to time, and my son always wanted to say something to me, but the words stopped when they came to his mouth, and everything was not as happy as before. To alleviate this stress. On the afternoon of October 5th, I said, "Joy, do you remember the last time we went to camp with Six Trees and said we were going to conquer the Black Sand Mountains ahead?"

"Yes. ”

"How about we go tomorrow?"

"Okay. Let's make a small sand boat. The son said.

"No, I don't. ”

"Why?"

"It's cool now and you don't need as much water. I said.

Early the next morning, before the sun came out, we set off. In the warmth and calm, a string of footprints remained on the sand beam. The red sun rises. I said, "Joy, camping, like studying, can be difficult at any time. Black Sand Mountain is five kilometers away, can we climb it?"

"Yes. Definitely. ”

The purpose of camping is to cultivate children's action and willpower to achieve goals in the future.

"Six trees!

The oasis of six trees has arrived. The clear blue sky shows the low sand beams around it. Desert plants such as terracotta, sand rice, and sand artemisia in the sand valley have a simple and unyielding power, and the son seems to have that kind of power when he runs among them.

It was almost ten o'clock, we cooked some instant noodles under the tree, replenished our strength, and set off again. After a SARS summer, my son's leg strength has increased greatly. At one o'clock in the afternoon, we came to the foot of the black sand mountain and understood that the cause of the blackening of the sand was the coal dust from the high chimney of the factory. I stood at the foot of the Black Sand Mountain, visually measuring that it was at least two or three hundred meters high, and we wanted to conquer it immediately, but we were hungry. At this time, I really felt that faith is one thing, and physical strength is another thing entirely. We bury the pot and cook on the spot. Son says:

"Dad, how can you cook without firewood?"

"There are dry grass roots on the edge of the sand beams. We do it from the grassroots. ”

It takes a lot of work to cook from the grassroots, but we still cook the rice. Eaten. We lay down on the sand and rested for a while, and when we felt refreshed, we launched an attack on the target.

I started to climb the black sand mountain, I think it is not too difficult, after climbing 50 meters, the sand mountain is steep and very soft, half of the foot is stuck in the sand, every step to retreat more than half a step, every few meters to rest on the spot, it took a long time to reach the top of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, we seem to be in the sky, the breeze is constantly blowing under our feet, there is a special beauty in our hearts, and the tall sand beams on the road have become very small at this time. I said, "Joy, a poem you memorized reflects this situation." ”

"It's Du Fu's 'Wangyue'. The son said.

"Can you memorize it?"

"How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. ”

When I returned, my son's strength was no longer enough, so I took him with me with a rope and dragged him away. When he came to the six trees, the sunset in the west made him understand what was going on with "the desert is lonely and the sun sets on the long river", and when he got home that day, he thought it was eight or nine o'clock at night.

By the end of October, the family had not lost money for two consecutive weeks. That night, my son came to me after finishing his homework and said, "Dad, let Qi Peng come to my house to play games, he will never steal money." ”

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I know him. ”

"So what you've learned is starting to work?"

"Peep. ”

"Joy, as long as you have the ability to ensure the safety of our family, whoever you invite to play the game Dad will not object. ”

The next day is a rest day. At around five o'clock in the afternoon, my son led three classmates to play games. I said, "Wang Xile, have you made an appointment?"

"Yes. Play them for a while and go home. After saying that, they hurriedly sat around the computer, and the long-lost laughter returned. Later, I read in my son's diary:

Childhood is a memory book. When I open this memory book, I will see my first experience of stealing money, and here's what happened:

When I was in second grade, I saw that the parents of every classmate gave them pocket money every day, but I was penniless, so I became more and more jealous of them. One day, I couldn't hold back that feeling so much that I stole 10 yuan from my mother's bag, and then came to school and spent it all. Although stealing money fulfilled my wishes, I was always uneasy for fear of being discovered. Slowly stealing money more and more, sometimes scamming money from grandparents. You can't hold the fire in the paper. When my father found out about the loss of money at home in the third grade, he taught me a hard lesson, and in the face of my father's loud voice, I was also angry, and I almost cursed. Afterwards, because of the loss of money at home, the joy around my life stopped. During those dreary days, I could always feel the pressure from my father, making me feel comfortable spending the money I earned and losing the money I stole from.

After a fierce ideological struggle, I was finally determined to get rid of my problem of stealing money.

Actually, what made me think this way was a passage in the article "Knowledge and Virtue" in the British scholar Newman's "On the University". This passage says: "If you can mine granite with a razor and tie a ship with silk thread, then you want to use such a wonderful and elegant thing as human knowledge and reason to fight against the behemoth of human emotion and pride." ”

The fact that my son got rid of stealing money made me believe that preaching has no effect on people's progress, that people's morality can only be generated in practice, and that people's knowledge can only be done when they run in the right path.