Chapter Ninety-One: Whispering Resistance
"Can you tell us about the child since birth?" Zhen Zhen asked Mrs. Cheng. Cheng Jiao on the side looked down at the ground.
"Since Ajiao was born, she has always been very good." Mrs. Cheng said.
"......" ordinary mothers will talk about the birth of their children for a long time, and Zhen Zhen has to think of a way to ask the other party to drink water. But Mrs. Cheng's "very good" words are over.
Zhen Zhen was still waiting for her to continue, but she didn't say anything. Zhen Zhen had to continue to ask: "How should you understand the two words you said very well?"
"Very good is very good. The family's treatment of Ajiao is really a pearl in the palm of their hands. It's just that this child is too quiet, can you see if there is any way to teach me or teach the child to improve? Mrs. Cheng was a little anxious.
Zhen Zhen smiled and comforted Mrs. Cheng: "Madam, don't worry. I had to ask about my child's situation. Does the child have siblings? ”
"A younger sister and a younger brother were born to me. The rest of the people are not brothers and sisters, so don't worry about it so much. Mrs. Cheng's face was a little unpleasant.
"How are the rest of the family treating the child?"
"It's really good. I couldn't even figure out why she didn't dare to speak. Mrs. Cheng glanced at her daughter.
"What about the child's father?" Zhen Zhen asked, "How about children?" ”
"What else? Dear Daddy! Of course, it couldn't be better. Mrs. Cheng said, "So you say, is this child born in the midst of blessings and does not know blessings?" ”
"What about the child's grandparents?" Zhen Zhen asked again. Before finding the root cause of the child's fear of speaking out loud, Zhen Zhen had to carefully understand the environment in which the child lived.
But Mrs. Cheng doesn't seem to think so. She was eager to know what she should do to change Cheng Jiao, and she didn't want to waste time talking about her family, so she said perfunctorily: "Okay, it's too good."
Everyone's perception of "good" is different, and even the definition is different. The treasure of A, the arsenic of B. Zhen really has to figure out what the specific "good" method is: "What do you do to be good?"
"All the good things at home are given to Cheng Jiao, let her pick them first. Even the things rewarded in the palace first asked her if she liked them. Mrs. Cheng finally said something substantial.
"Has it always been like this?"
"Of course!"
Mrs. Cheng's "revelations" are really pitiful, and Zhen Zhen had to dig deeper by herself. "Will the child ask for something on his own?"
"I wish she had mentioned it. But never. Mrs. Cheng glanced at her daughter again, sighed, and Cheng Jiao's head lowered even lower, "Hey, you see, it's always like this." When I criticize, I am shy, and when I say something a little heavier, I cry. ”
"What happened on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, was she affected?"
"We were supposed to go to see the dragon boat race that day, but the whole family was too sluggish, and we went out late, there were too many people on the road, and the carriage couldn't run. When I was about to arrive, I heard a few loud noises and saw a lot of people running around like headless flies. We immediately told the driver to turn around and go back. The children didn't see the dragon boat race, and then they were a little unhappy and coaxed for a long time. ”
"Just upset and not frightened?"
"Ouch, we adults were startled by such a loud explosion, let alone such small children?"
"Do you have any abnormal behaviors such as nightmares and fear of the dark?"
"It's about the same as it used to be, isn't it? Eating or anything didn't go any further. ”
"Cheng Jiao, have you been scared when you go to bed at night these past few days?" Zhen Zhen turned around and asked Cheng Jiao.
"I sleep with someone at night, I'm not afraid." Cheng Jiao raised her head slightly and looked at Zhen Zhen to answer.
Zhen Zhen asked again: "What do you usually do?" Can you start by getting up? ”
"Washing, breakfast, embroidering, playing the piano, learning to write, having lunch, and then embroidering, playing the piano, and writing. After dinner, I sometimes play chess. Cheng Jiao's head was raised a little more.
Zhen really thought that everyone knows how to be polite and knows how to look at each other when they speak, especially when talking to their elders. She asked softly, "Did anyone teach you this?"
"Teachers are hired at home. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, there are a lot of the same. Mrs. Cheng continued, speaking quickly, as if she was urging someone.
"What do you like most about studying?" Zhen Zhen tries to establish contact with Cheng Jiao.
Zhen Zhen noticed that Cheng Jiao had a slight tilt of her head, but what she said was: "I like them all."
"She loves to draw." Mrs. Cheng said.
"Then let's go look at something next door and see if you like it?"
Zhen Zhen brought the mother and daughter of the Cheng family to the studio. I thought I wanted to put a curtain on the shelf as soon as possible. The child who meets for the first time will be attracted by the clay figurines on the shelf, which will affect her understanding of the child's situation---- so she will go to the study to talk before entering the studio.
Zhen Zhen looked at the shelf, the silk and satin rewarded by the prince's mansion were too valuable to be used as a "curtain". When will Haoxing come back? Hurry up and solve her curtain problem.
After Cheng Jiao learned how to play the sand table, she immediately plunged into the period.
Mrs. Cheng wanted to stop her: "Why are you playing with this?" Waste of time! ”
Cheng Jiao looked at Zhen Zhen with eyes like asking for help.
Zhen Zhen said: "This is to relieve the child's nervousness. There are benefits. ”
Cheng Jiao went to get the clay sculpture, Zhen Zhen was pulled aside by Mrs. Cheng, and she whispered: "Miss Zhen, Sister Chen can trust you, of course I can trust you." It's just that if you let your child play with the mud man, will she be bold? Is there any other way? Please teach me too, and I'll go back and teach the children. ”
Zhen Zhen said: "Madam, do you want to ask the doctor before you go to see the doctor?" I'm doing this to help my child diagnose and see what her problem is. I understand your anxiety now, but the root cause of the child's problem has been found, and we can prescribe the right prescription. You don't want the statement I gave you to be wrong, do you? Let's be patient with the children's affairs, okay? ”
Mrs. Cheng sat down and said nothing more. Hongyun brought her a cup of hot tea and set it aside.
Cheng Jiao's work was completed in about ten minutes.
Perhaps because he has learned to paint, Cheng Jiao's sand table is staggered, like a landscape idyll. Basically, there are mountains, water, trees, flowers, small bridges, houses, and simple furniture. There are three characters, a little girl, a sad woman, and a man with a beard and a knife. But the three of them were a little far away.
"Is there a story in this?" Zhen Zhen asked Cheng Jiao.
Cheng Jiao said: "In this mountain village, there is a family. Their house is not big, it's right by the river. Every day my father would go up to the mountains to hunt. My mother would be worried when she saw her father go out, afraid that he would be bitten by a wild beast. So she was so worried that she cried. She planted a lot of flowers and herbs in the ground. These medicines can cure diseases, and in case Daddy is injured, you can take these medicines. The little girl helps her mother plant flowers and herbs every day. ”
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