seventeen

Before this, Wei Wei's behavior made Sang Zixin incomprehensible, and at the same time made it difficult for her to accept. It's the time to learn and grow knowledge, so why don't you learn? Could it be that he has a plan in the future? In the future, the foundation is knowledge and academic qualifications, and there is no second way. She estimates that her child is not sensible, disobedient, and still not allowed to take care of it? So she thought: There is something wrong with her son's brain, nerves, and thoughts? Otherwise...... At the same time, she once suspected that her brain and nerves were abnormal? Otherwise...... She argued repeatedly, but in the end, there was no result. However, this state of similarity and torture made her mentally exhausted, so she finally realized that this state of not learning and being tired of learning was intertwined with many reasons and had been around for a long time. Now, she is a little unwilling to let her completely give up the management and supervision of her son, because he is the age of learning and accumulating knowledge after all. Although her son did not listen to her, she persuaded him in her own way. Although she knew that the effort was thankless, she couldn't find a better way for a while. At the same time, the kind of bear blind man standing upright and covering the sky with one hand has been produced (only has prestige for Sang Zixin). Grandma can't stand it anymore, and my uncle can't stand it anymore. And for the children who play like this, everyone is disheartened in the end. Therefore, Sang Zixin gradually put down her hopes and expectations.

Wei Wei only eats instant noodles in the morning. Therefore, Sang Zixin's breakfast is even simpler. Before making breakfast for her son, she had to ask him how to eat it, and then according to his request, she made it for him, and brought it to him before he picked up the chopsticks on the table. Then she watched her son eat before she could start cooking her own food.

When Wei Daping was at home, he ate with his mother and younger brother. In order to let her daughter have a better rest, Fang Hua took a walk every morning, and then went to her daughter's house to make breakfast. But after such days lasted for a while, Sang Zixin looked at her mother who got up early and was greedy for darkness, so she asked her mother to cook at her own house, and she and her son went over to eat. Although this method was good, it did not last long, and breakfast was eaten at each house. Sang Zixin later asked her son why he didn't go to his grandmother's house for dinner in the morning. "I'm chewing and eating at home." So Sang Zixin sometimes has to do it for her son at home, and then go to her mother's house. Later, my mother said that breakfast was simple, so we would eat it at home, and we would have lunch and dinner, and our family would be reunited.

Fang Hua has to take a walk every morning, and then go home to wash and cook. She and her son's breakfast is still the same as the same: noodles, eggs, vegetables, one bowl per person. After eating, Sang Zixuan washed the dishes and chopsticks, and he never let his mother do this. Once everything was packed, he got dressed and went to work. After her son left, Fang Hua began to tidy up the house, and then she went out at nine o'clock and went upstairs with the purchased ingredients. When she enters her daughter's house, she has to look around the house and help tidy up if there is anything unpleasant. At ten o'clock, she started to make lunch. Two dishes and one soup were put on the table in about an hour. Sons, daughters, and grandchildren come home and smell the fragrant food, not to mention how happy they are. After Sang Zixin entered the house, she hurriedly took off her shirt, tied an apron, and made fried meat for her son. She fried the pre-marinated meat in a hot oil spoon of six or seven percent, which was easy to do with less oil and less meat, because no one likes to eat fried meat. So, as long as the son is enough. Sometimes, there are still one or two pieces of meat left. Wei Wei insisted on letting her mother eat it, but there was no way, so she had to eat it reluctantly. Although Fang Hua couldn't get used to her grandson's behavior, she didn't say a word of dissatisfaction, and still cooked this dish for her grandson. Later, Sang Zixin said that she wouldn't let her mother fry the meat, she was afraid that the fumes would choke her mother, but Fang Hua still insisted on doing it. Finally, Wei Wei's words, "Grandma's fried meat is not as delicious as my mother's cooking." Her grandson's words completely broke Fang Hua's heart, so she gave up and didn't do it. In the past, after eating, Fang Hua always grabbed the table with his daughter, but Sang Zixin said to her mother, "You are responsible for doing it, and I am responsible for washing the dishes." Fang Hua looked at his daughter and just smiled, and then Fang Hua really couldn't reach out anymore. So she put down the dishes and chopsticks and sat on the sofa and watched TV.

Sang Zixuan and Wei Wei one goes to work and the other goes to school. Sang Zixin came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands, and sat beside her mother, "Mom, where is the matter between my brother and Huilan?" ”

Fang Hua looked at his daughter and didn't speak.

"Huilan has also been out for more than a year." She further said.

"yes." Fang Hua said.

"What the hell does my brother think?" She asked her mother.

"Let them solve their own affairs." Fang Hua still expressed his attitude.

This is Gao Ming's mother, Sang Zixin thought. Although she didn't get any information from her mother, she admired her attitude. Mother treats Huilan as her daughter, so when they encounter a big right or wrong, she can't say anything, although she thinks about them in her heart, but she can't say it directly, because the palms and backs of her hands are full of meat, and her mother's attitude is a role model for her daughter. She chatted with her mother for a while, "Mom, go to sleep." With that, she stood up and went out the door.

After her daughter left, Fang Hua lay down. Every day at noon, she slept well, and although it wasn't for long, she had already formed a pattern. Today when she lay down, her daughter's words were still in her ears, but she still fell asleep. She saw Hui Lan, and it became clearer and clearer for a while, she was still wearing the clothes she had been walking in, and when they looked at each other, Hui Lan threw herself into her mother's arms. "Kid, are you back?" Fang Hua said happily: "I won't leave this time." ”

Hui Lan didn't speak, just looked at her mother happily.

Fang Hua looked at his daughter Huilan with some puzzlement. "Let's not leave, stay at home with my mother." She laughs.

Fang Hua woke up laughing suddenly. She opened her eyes, "I see Hui Lan." Although it was a dream, she still saw Hui Lan, and she really looked forward to Hui Lan coming back, standing happily in front of her. However, her happiness disappeared in an instant, she still didn't know what she should do, she knew that she was not as strong and decisive as before, and she was so cowardly that she had no principles and positions. But she thought again, do you still need a position in front of her sons and daughters? A sudden knock on the door interrupted many of her thoughts. She stood up and looked out through the doorway to see her grandson standing in the doorway.

"Grandma." Wei Wei greeted her.

"Why are you back?" Fang Hua asked puzzled. "Why don't you go to class?"

Wei Wei was speechless.

Although Fang Hua was angry, her tone was not blunt, "I have to talk to your mother." ”

Wei Wei walked straight to his room.

Sang Zixin responded to her mother on the phone, "Mom, I know." "It's no longer strange," he skipped school again...... "She muttered, hesitating, waiting for the teacher to call, and she sat down to work. But she couldn't let go of it, and she couldn't do her work, so she put down her work and went home.

When Wei Wei saw his mother enter the house, he didn't even raise his eyelids. He sat on the bed, fiddling with his fingers.

"If you always skip school, what will your teachers and classmates think of you? Don't you care much about what your teachers and classmates think? She still patiently helped her son analyze.

“…… Boring. He said.

"Not interested in studying? What do you want? "She's calmed down." It's not about learning from me, it's about laying a foundation for yourself; Accumulate knowledge for yourself. She stood up. You also know that without knowledge, it will be difficult to move an inch in the future, and even be eliminated. ”

No matter what Sang Zixin said, Wei Wei was still indifferent and ignored.

"Have you taken a leave of absence?"

There was really nothing she could do, she asked.

"Nope." Wei Wei's words became stiff.

Sang Zixin said a word to her mother and left the house. As she walked, she talked to the teacher about her son. For this thankless task, although the teacher did not lose his temper, he showed dissatisfaction from his tone. Besides, the teacher didn't believe her anymore. But there is no good way for teachers to take such students. And her son's performance not only affects Sang Zixin's mood, but also affects her work, although she can snatch the time back, but this is an institution, it's not good to say. As the old saying goes: there is always something to do. Now, her prestige has been discounted by the bureau leader, and in front of her colleagues, she is not the punctual, shrewd and capable person. No matter how hard she tries, she can't go back to the way she used to be. She had to admit that the cruel truth was caused by herself, and she couldn't complain about anyone and the things involved, so after she knew this, she thought about it.

When Sang Zixin got off work, she finished her day's work.

She is proficient in business to the point of being busy but not chaotic, and is a capable person in the eyes of leaders and a role model for colleagues. In the past few years, she has been in the position of section chief, conscientiously managing the honor of the department. However, when she was forty years old, she resigned from the post of section chief, for a simple reason: I was no longer suitable to be a section chief. Despite the regret of colleagues, despite the efforts of the leaders to redeem themselves. So she said to the leader: The things at home have affected the work, and when the teacher asked her to go to school one by one, she put down her work and immediately got to school. The teacher called again and asked him to get the student back. She had to put down her work to find the child, and then she and her son stood in front of the teacher, listening to the teacher's tough and unquestionable words, one by one, that mood, that feeling, that taste...... She kept asking herself, where is this, leave your work, and just leave?

The director said: "The strong have their own weaknesses, and no one is perfect." ”

However, in the year of her resignation, she was chosen as a role model. She knows very well in her heart that it is the encouragement and encouragement of her leaders and colleagues, and it is also an affirmation of her work.

Sang Zixin got off work on time today, because she had something to say, but she could only say it to her son when her mother and younger brother were there. Only when the mother and younger brother are present can she speak calmly with her son. Otherwise, her son would not have listened to her.

After dinner, when her mother and younger brother had not left, Sang Zixin called her son, who had entered the house after eating, to the sofa.

"Your grandmother, your uncle are here." Sang Zixin tried her best to calm down. "The teacher asked if you could still go to school?"

Hearing this, Wei Wei couldn't help but be stunned. The first few times the teacher didn't say this, was the teacher really angry? Thinking of this, his eyes were fixed on his mother, but he didn't say anything.

"If you don't want to miss it, say it." She said eagerly.

"yes, you can't do it without studying." Fang Hua said with emotion. "Children as old as you are studying and going to university in the future."

"I think you were born in happiness and don't know how to be blessed," Sang Zixuan said: "Our family's conditions are okay, and now we all attach importance to learning, and we regard learning as more important than anything else, but you don't study hard?" ”

However, Wei Wei looked at his uncle with good eyes.

"You're young, not old enough to work." Sang Zixuan said: "If you can work, you can't work hard, and you will definitely not be able to eat in the future if you don't study." ”

Wei Wei nodded.

"It's just that you haven't caught up with the good times, and the current environment is for you to study hard, live up to expectations, and do something in the future."

"Son, listen to your uncle." Sang Zixin emphasized at this juncture. "Listen, how important it is to study, let you learn, just like hurting you."

"If you don't study, there's no way out," Fang Hua said, "You have to study hard, otherwise you won't achieve anything." ”

"I didn't hear your grandmother say," Sang Zixuan said: "That's really the case, when the time comes, it's too late to regret it." My nephew, my uncle told you that if you skip school again, the school will expel you, but you can't let teachers and classmates catch the talk. ”

"If you don't read it, make a statement." Sang Zixin said.

"Good boy, go to school." Fang Hua said.

Wei Wei looked at everyone, and he was no longer willful, he also understood, and he gritted his teeth and insisted on it. So he said:

"Good school."

Husbands and wives hope to have their own sons and daughters, and the arrival of a son is the beginning of a family's life, and the days will get better day by day, and there is also support and hope, so as to work hard for the family and son. However, Sang Zixin can't set this relationship right, either something is wrong here or something is wrong there. As a result, she suffered from insomnia for a while, and sometimes she only slept for three or four hours a night, and she still couldn't sleep well. When she squinted her eyes and asked herself: don't think about it if you can't think clearly, as the old saying goes: it's hard to be confused. So, can she be confused? Maybe the more you think about it, the more tired you get? Do you still need to think about it? It's just involuntary......