Chapter 63 Losing the bicycle

That day, my wife went to the elementary school in the first class in the morning and came back to tell me that my son's car was unlocked.

He doesn't let my son ride his bicycle to school, he doesn't listen, he always says that the school is not far from home, and I have told him several times about not locking the car. I am determined to punish him. I went to elementary school and pushed my son's bicycle over and put it in the office. After school at noon, my son ran into my office and saw the car at a glance and said, "Dad, you pushed my car, and I searched for it for a while, who dares to push the car in the teacher's carport!"

"Didn't I push it over?"

"You're a teacher, not someone else. ”

My son's words made me laugh and cry. I couldn't convince him that the teacher would lose things there as well.

After school on Friday afternoon, my son came to my office to take a look and went out. After a while he came back and asked, "Daddy, did you push my bike?"

"Nope. ”

"It's weird! You didn't push, Mom didn't push, where did my bike go?" the son said, "I'm sandwiched between the teacher's car, why can't I be there?!"

We went to the elementary school and looked around, but we couldn't find it, and I said, "Believe it this time, the teacher's carport will lose the car." Everywhere in the world, it is possible to lose something. ”

The son didn't speak, he understood what was happening.

When I got home, my son put down his schoolbag and went out. At first, I thought he had gone to the toilet and didn't care, until my wife had finished the meal and realized what he had done.

For my son, it has been very unfortunate recently. Bad test scores, violating class rules, and making teachers angry keep happening. My son often told me about these things, and I paid attention to his face during the conversation, and my face did not show my inner frustration. In fact, those things are also the germ of the cup of human heroism, and wise guidance is needed here.

It was almost nine o'clock, and my son had not come back yet, and my wife was anxious and urged me to find it. I met him at the gate of the Silver Lake Market and told him to go home, but he refused. I said:

"Joy, you can't get back what you've lost! It's very common to lose a car, and Dad has lost several of them. ”

The son began to cry "whine". I walked up to him and took him in my arms and said, "Joy, it's not wrong to lose the car, but it's irresponsible for not locking it." A child who is not responsible has no hope of success in his life. Do you want you to be that kind of child?" my son shook his head vigorously in my arms, and I continued, "Then you must learn to take responsibility for your own things." Did that buggy bring you joy?"

"Hmm. ”

"So that car is your friend?!"

"Hmmm!" The son wept secretly.

"Now make it clear that your friend is gone away from you, and it's useless to cry," I said solemnly, trying to calm my son, "Now what we have to do is: first, pray for the bicycle friend, that it will fall into the hands of a good person and treat it well, and second, that the same thing cannot be repeated, the car can be lost, but it must be locked up, and we must learn to be accountable to our friends." A sense of responsibility is the noblest quality of a person. ”

The son stopped crying and stood there silently, and his hope of finding the car was dashed. He had only been riding that new car for more than three months.

"Joy, I didn't eat today, I didn't write my homework, hurry up and go home, don't make a double defeat and be afraid of injury. ”

Sympathy and understanding for my son does not mean that he can improve his habits of doing things in a careless way, so what can be done to improve this aspect?

In the past two days, I have rejected my son's request to buy a new car and sorted out an old car for him. I said, "Wang Xile, if this old car is not locked and lost again, I will not get you a car in the future." ”