Chapter 394: A Week in a Trance

Butterfly's side has been a little unpleasant since she went back to the diving bird's house last time. It actually took a long time for her to adjust herself.

After sending the kite every day in those days, it was easy to sit in front of the computer and get distracted. Looking at the computer screen, I suddenly remembered the fragments of those branches and branches from many years ago, and the scenes became very clear, as if it happened yesterday.

It hurt her. The more she tries to restrain herself, restrain her mind and work hard, the easier it is for her to lose control of her cranky thoughts.

Often a distraction, a flash is a morning. When I was eating lunch, I felt that I had wasted a good morning for no reason, and I could have written those things that I could have written, but I couldn't write them anymore after writing only a few lines, and I felt very self-blaming and distressed. Determined to make up for the time wasted in the afternoon.

But every time in the afternoon, it is easy to get drowsy. Finally, after the sleepy period, I looked at the time, and I remembered that I had to go to the kindergarten to catch the kite, so I didn't have the heart to sit in front of the computer and meditate.

In short, the butterfly has been absent-mindedly offline for a while. She wanted to recover quickly, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that every day was like a painful torture.

For more than a week, nothing was done.

On the way home from the kite, he suddenly asked the butterfly: Mom, are you going to go to your father's place this week?

Butterfly looked at him completely stunned, it turned out that he had been thinking about this for a week, and couldn't help but burst into flames, and said viciously: Don't go anywhere this weekend, you are about to go to elementary school, just collect your heart at home and study some elementary school textbooks. Other people's children are going to cram schools outside, I let you go, I didn't sign you up for those cram schools, and you don't want to play all day long.

Zhi Kite pursed his mouth and followed the butterfly all the way home in silence with a sad face.

One weekend, the butterfly really did what she said, and she read books at home for two whole days, math and English in the morning, Chinese painting in the afternoon, and listening to him in the evening, ruthlessly making up for other people's children's busy work every day. Zhi Kite didn't dare to say anything, looking at her mother, who was blue and blue, she knew that it was better for her to be honest.

However, these two days can be regarded as a bitter toss of the kite.

In fact, butterflies are also painful in their eyes, but in their hearts, other children are indeed attending all kinds of cram schools, because when they go to pick him up every day, other parents will talk about it, and people's mothers will ask Butterfly, what class does your son go to?

Butterfly couldn't answer for a while, because she had never taken this to heart. I've always thought that since I can learn it in elementary school, why bother with the child now, let him have fun for a while. After all, life after studying will be completely different, of course the butterfly herself knows this. How I read it when I was a child, how my father stared at him every day and did his homework, that kind of life situation feels vivid when I think about it.

But when the mother asked, the butterfly was a little silent.

The mother proudly admitted: My son is busy, and the weekend is full for two days. I was like a coachman, driving him in the morning, taking English classes, math classes, piano classes, vocal music classes, Go classes, taekwondo and painting in the afternoon. Hey, don't say it, those two days were more tiring than usual. Usually we eat our lunch outside. When I came home in the evening, I had to watch him practice the piano and paint.

Butterfly was completely stunned when she heard this, she really couldn't imagine that a kindergarten child could be so exhausted. Although I used to practice the piano when I was young, all my talents were only the guzheng, and I didn't learn anything else. Dad didn't have that much time to run around with him to various cram schools.

He's busy fighting for fame and status in his ivory tower, where is the leisure to hone his amateur talents? Since I was in high school, to be honest, even the talent of the guzheng has gradually been abandoned.

After studying, he just stared at himself every day to do his homework, and he didn't take any amateur make-up classes. In contrast, I can be considered lucky. Now the market has reached this situation.

Suddenly it occurred to me that I really didn't learn anything, will I fall behind and can't keep up after entering primary school?

I felt inexplicably nervous for a while. Looking at the mother's proud face, the butterfly couldn't wait to register the kite for class immediately. But then I calmed down, why bother?

I didn't learn anything when I was a child, after my grandmother died, when I was brought home by my father, I was definitely a baby in the ignorant period, and when I entered the primary school interview, the teacher asked myself, can I speak English? He shook his head, so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. The teacher asked him to recite a poem, whatever he wanted. My mind was completely blank at the time, and I only memorized one sentence, and I couldn't recite it anymore.

But as soon as I entered the school, my grades were still the votes of the class. All the way to college, he is not a top student, but also half a top student.

The kite is his own child, so he shouldn't be bad there. So when I thought of this, I was determined again. Let's play for a while. I think that mother's approach is a bit exaggerated and ridiculous.

However, it turned out that almost most of the children in the class were taking classes outside. Even the kite himself said this, and asked the butterfly: Mom, should we go to some classes too?

Butterfly thought for a moment and said, "No, your mother graduated from college and taught you these things to rub more than enough."

However, listening to Zhi Kite say this, I can't help but feel a little worried, is it my own carelessness? After all, it is not the same as it was then, and it is said that children have stepped into the ranks of competition since birth. Like a child from the Spartan era. Isn't it really scary?

So on those two days of weekends, the butterfly was also ruthless to make up for the kite and evil. Early in the morning, the whole day is full.

Although he saw that his tired little face was gray and his eyes were gone, at three o'clock in the afternoon the whole person was already listless, and he still hardened his heart and asked him to finish before he could rest.