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Chapter 15 The Helplessness of Middle-Aged People

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    "Am I very strict with Xiaoxiao?" Zhang Lan retorted her husband.

    Zhong Yuanjun is not a talkative person at all, seeing his wife say this, he really has no intention of continuing this topic.

    But after all, he still underestimated the tenacity of women.

    "Do you know Director Dong's daughter in neurosurgery?" Zhang Lan continued: "His daughter is one year younger than ours. Not only is she the first in academic performance, she is also excellent in all aspects. The last time I saw Director Dong  My lover, after chatting with her, I found out that her child has passed the tenth grade in piano, and also got a ranking in swimming in the province"

    As the parent of Xiaoshengchu, Zhang Lan was as anxious as any ordinary mother and couldn't fall asleep.

    Especially when other parents say how good their children are, mothers like Zhang Lan will only be stricter with their children.

    Such a vicious circle is to keep enrolling in various classes, cultural classes, physical education classes, music, art, etc., all of which are not missed.

    Of course, most of the anxious ones are mothers. As a father, Zhong Yuanjun naturally cannot understand this kind of mood.

    Probably really tired of listening, Zhong Yuanjun said: "Zhang Lan, this is not only tiring, but you are also tired."

    "Of course I know I'm tired." Zhang Lan's long backlog finally found an outlet.

    "People's children have already aimed at the key classes of key junior high schools. Shouldn't we prepare for the small graduation class?"

    Speaking of his son, Zhang Lan also has endless things to say.

    "Look at our little one, the grades are not going up or down, I'm in a hurry, I have to take his emotions into account, I dare not say this, I dare not say that, why don't you stand in my position  think about"

    Speaking of grievances, Zhang Lan certainly has, and there are many more.

    She is already busy with work, and she has spent a lot of time in order to let her son go to the best cram school.

    Not only learned from excellent parents of children, but also spent a lot of money.

    "Zhang Lan, of course I'm on your side."

    No matter how calm Zhong Yuanjun is on weekdays, he has no choice but to meet his wife.

    "Since you are on my side, don't hold back."

    When she spoke again, Zhang Lan's eyes were already a little red.

    That's grievance, that's forbearance, that's what a mother expects from her son, and that's even more like a wife acting like a baby to her husband.

    Seeing her with teary eyes like this, Zhong Yuanjun's heart finally softened for a moment.

    How long had it been since they talked like this? He himself had forgotten for so long.

    Time flies so fast, it seems that they graduated from school to work, and then got married and had children, all in the blink of an eye.

    Zhong Yuanjun no longer had the heart to read, got up and took his wife's hand, and put her hand on his chest.

    Zhang Lan instinctively withdrew her hands, but Zhong Yuanjun clenched her fingers tightly and refused to let go.

    The two of them were already next to each other, so their bodies became even tighter when they pulled.

    The pressure of work and children's affairs have already made Zhang Lan's strings tense to the extreme.

    Now her husband's rare heart-warming behavior made her seem to be back on the university campus.

    They were also young and carefree. Why did such a beautiful day never come back.

    When people reach middle age, they have too many responsibilities when they have gained both fame and fortune.

    Zhang Lan fantasized more than once that Zhong Yuanjun could hold her hand, as sweet as when he was in love.

    But now that the hands of the two are holding each other again, there is no sweetness, only fatigue and helplessness.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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