Hearing this, Chu Lihua was horrified. When she was a child, she seemed to wish her sister would disappear. . .
The boy's mother sighed, "During that time, Dabao would find trouble every night before going to bed, which caused headaches for me and his father.
After the sleeping turmoil subsided, Dabao appeared again as a demon moth.
Either I missed my homework, or I had an unhappiness with my classmates, and then the teacher would find the parents.
The most infuriating thing is that the school expressly prohibits bringing change to school, but Dabao brought 50 yuan to school, bought a lot of spicy sticks, and secretly distributed them to his classmates.
The 50 yuan, under our strict questioning, he confessed: it was taken from grandma's bag.
That day, the boy's father was so angry that he dragged him into the room to beat him.
I didn't stop it.
He screwed, he was strong, he occasionally learned to desert, he was jealous of his sister, these things can be corrected slowly.
However, it is absolutely impossible not to teach him a profound lesson for such a matter of "stealing needles from a young age and stealing gold when he grows up".
Unexpectedly, my mother, who has always never interrupted us in disciplining the children, stood up to protect the calf that day.
She snatched Dabao from her husband, and reprimanded her: 'Anyone who beats a child is not doing it to teach them a lesson, but to vent their anger. '
My god, it's so easy not to say it, and it hurts people when you say it.
After all, Dabao is also our own, so what is there to vent?
Besides, shouldn't he be angry and punished for his recent words and deeds?
In front of the children, my mother forgot her original promise.
On the day she came, she humbly announced: 'You are all highly educated, I will never interfere with children's issues, and just care about their eating and drinking. '
This year, my mother was indeed like this. It was about the big and small things of the two children, and she never expressed her opinion.
I once thought that my mother gave birth to me and my younger brother, and raised us without the help of the elderly. There was only aesthetic fatigue in the matter of raising a baby, and there was no family enjoyment.
However, facing Haita's father's angry eyes, she was still not calm.
That night, after the two children went to bed, my mother said she wanted to talk to us.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her mouth, she tortured our souls: 'In your hearts, do you love Erbao more? '
Hai's father tried to change the subject: 'Mom, I wanted to do something to Dabao during the day because I was impulsive, but he made a big mistake'
Just as I was about to agree, my mother cut off the topic: 'Small ones are better than big ones, they will make trouble, they will coax people, and people will like them. There is no way to do this. '
Unexpectedly, she broke the hearts of my father and me in one word.
We looked at each other, very guilty.
As a parent of a second child, what I am most afraid of hearing is the word "eccentric". "
Chu Lihua has sympathy in her heart, she always says that her parents favor her younger sister.
¡ª¡ª"Next, my mother's words pierced my heart even more: 'I am also a mother of two children, and I understand the feeling.'
I threw out a sentence with a smile on my face, 'Then what you imply is that you like my brother more! '
The mother immediately asked: 'You are already a mother of the second child, and you still care about it like this. Dabao is so young, how can you not care about it? '
I was stunned, and my mother continued, 'Of course Dabao can't remember how you surrounded him when he was a child; all he can see is that after Erbao was born, you kissed her and hugged her, and the love that originally belonged to him was transferred. You think it is giving him a companion, but for a child, the second child is here to steal his things; and of all things, what he cares most about is the love and company of his parents.
You may think it is fair enough, but in the eyes of children, is there a big difference between a 200 yuan brand-name clothes and a 20 yuan street stall? Can he care how hard his parents struggle to get him into the best elementary school? cannot!
What he can see is that he is walking, but his sister is being hugged; the younger sister does not need to study, and will be praised every day for her normal stinking, but he will always be criticized for various things.
A person can't grow backwards, he can't be as small and cute as his sister, and he can't call his parents' heartfelt love and love, so he can only do various things and find faults.
Only in this way can parents focus on themselves. If they can't have a lot of love, then passive attention is also good.
However, the more unlovable he is, it is precisely the time when he needs love the most. '
As a bystander, my mother clearly saw that in the eyes of children, there is only one resource, and that is the love of parents. Everything else, for young children, is really?? are all external things.
Therefore, in Dabao's eyes, the birth of Erbao is a catastrophe in his small world. "
Chu Lihua didn't know what to use to describe her mood. The word "catastrophe" was too appropriate.
I finally know that all kinds of psychological analysis are just digging a gap between myself and my mother.
However, what the boy's mother said made Chu Lihua understand that she needed affection.
In other words, she cared more about her parents, so she exploded in Qing Yunfei's father's curse.
I have done so much, really just to gain attention! No matter how old I am, I still haven't gotten out of this mentality.
The mother of the boy's mother has also experienced such a thing. Chu Lihua was curious about how to accompany her so that the boy's mother did not become like herself in the end, but fell in love with her mother.
¡ª¡ª"Then did your mother say how she treated you two siblings, and how did you treat Dabao and Erbao later?"
The boy's mother smiled a little embarrassedly, "Just as my mother finished speaking, I suddenly wanted to hug Dabao.
However, looking at such a clear-eyed mother, I felt an earthquake in my heart. I couldn't help but ask: 'Mom, when I was a child, after my younger brother was born, was I also so uncute? '
My mother laughed at that time.
Interject, my brother and I are 4 years apart. It wasn't until that day that my mother told me that after my younger brother was born, I used to play tricks like today's Dabao.
Even asked to drink water from a bottle like his younger brother.
Occasionally, when my parents were not paying attention, I would secretly pinch my brother¡¯s thigh, causing him to cry, and then I would complain to my parents: ¡®My brother is so annoying, he cries all day long. '
My younger brother was hospitalized with pneumonia when he was a child, and my parents took turns to accompany them in the hospital, but I actually chose to play "missing" when they were at their busiest.
(Ha ha)
In fact, I was just hiding in an abandoned board room where I often played hide-and-seek with children, secretly watching my parents mobilize colleagues and neighbors to look for me.
Later, with the help of a child, my parents found me.
Seeing that I was so busy and ignorant, my dad raised his hand, and it was my mother who pulled it away in time.
That day, my father didn't hit me. "
The boy's mother stopped, with a happy expression on her face, Chu Lihua was so envious. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com