Chapter 3831 Problem Children
In Dazhi’s room, there was a dim light beside the bed.
Dazhi was not sleeping on the bed, nor reading at the desk. Instead, he was hiding by the window, squinting his eyes and looking out into the yard through the tiny gap under the window.
When he saw Baby Luo jumping and running towards Chen'er's house holding a pillow, Dazhi's little fists clenched tightly at his side.
Suddenly, he quickly turned around and retreated to the bed, then opened the curtain and plunged into the bed.
Immediately afterwards, there was a knock on the door: "Zhi'er, it's me, I'm mother."
"Mother, I'm asleep. What do you want?" Dazhi jumped out of bed. He stuck his head out and asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, Mom has something to discuss with you."
"Mom, are you in a hurry? I have already taken off my clothes, how about tomorrow?" Dazhi asked.
Yang Ruoqing's voice was a bit cold: "I'll wait at the door. You can put on your clothes and come over and open the door."
When Dazhi in the tent heard this, he panicked and knew that he couldn't escape today.
"Well, I'll get up right now. Mom, please wait a moment."
He pretended to make some noises in the quilt, then got out of bed and checked the room again. Then he came over and opened the door.
Yang Ruoqing stood at the door of the house. The door opened. Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly at Da Zhi, and then stepped into the house.
She came to the table, brightened the lamp on the table, and sat down.
Seeing Dazhi standing in front of him with his hands hanging down, looking pitiful, Yang Ruoqing sighed inwardly.
"Zhi'er, sit down, mother is here to talk to you, don't be nervous," she said.
Dazhi just touched the table and sat down on another stool next to it.
Yang Ruoqing looked at Dazhi and said: "Zhi'er, tell your mother honestly, are you unhappy in this family?"
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Dazhi There was obvious surprise on his face, but then he shook his head like a rattle.
"No, no, I'm very happy, this is my home!" he said anxiously.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, then tell me honestly, the doll that was left at Chen'er's door some time ago was made by you, right?"
The ambition in his eyes was obvious. After a flicker, his little hands subconsciously moved back, and his shoulders shrank.
This subtle gesture and language is a sign of guilty conscience.
"Mom is asking you something, please answer honestly." Yang Ruoqing said again.
When Dazhi came to his senses, he didn't dare to look into Yang Ruoqing's eyes. He lowered his head and muttered: "No, I didn't do it. I don't know what happened..."
Yang Ruoqing was ridiculous. Pulling the corner of his lips, "Zhi'er, what did your mother teach you when you were a child?"
"As long as you live in this world, The most important thing is honesty."
"You are only eight years old and you have learned to tell lies? Have you forgotten the story of Pinocchio when you were a child? Your nose will grow longer if you lie..."< br>
“Mom, that’s just a story for children.” Dazhi suddenly interrupted Yang Ruoqing’s words.
"Mom, don't scare me with children's stories. I'm no longer a child." He added.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, since you are not a child, then you should talk to me like an adult."
"You threw the doll and you spit it out. Yes, right?" she asked, her voice a bit stern.
Dazhi pursed his lips, obviously nervous and afraid of her. But he still shook his head: "No, it's not me. Please don't frame me!"
"Putting blame on someone? That's a good word to use." Yang Ruoqing laughed angrily.
Dazhi raised his neck and said: "If you hit me, you'll teach me how to be a good person, catch thieves and catch stolen goods. Mom said I did it, so please show me the evidence!"
"What?"
Yang Ruoqing looked stunned and looked at Dazhi, as if she didn't know this son.
"Zhi'er, your kid doesn't have a fever, does he? Are you sure this is the way you talk to your mother?"
Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise and couldn't help but reach out to touch his forehead to see if he was sick.
Unexpectedly, he turned his head to avoid Yang Ruoqing's hand, and jumped up from the stool and stood to the side.
"I'm not sick, and I know exactly what I'm talking about," he said with a blush,
"I know that brother Chen'er was born by my mother, and I was just adopted by her. Yes, it’s only natural that I love my brother Chen’er more.”
“But no matter how much my mother loves my brother Chen’er, please don’t falsely accuse me!”
Yang Ruoqing was stunned, with thousands of words stuck in her throat, and she didn't even know what to say!
"Okay, you didn't do what happened with the doll, so can you tell me why your temperament has changed so much in the past few days?" Yang Ruoqing then asked.
"Even the baby says she's afraid of you, says you lose her temper for no reason, and won't play with her. What's going on?" she asked.
Dazhi snorted, "Mom, did you come here specifically to find me tonight to accuse me?"
"Zhi'er, why do you talk like this? In your heart, you Am I such a mean person?" she asked.
A heart is really cold and cold.
"Zhi'er, don't be like this. I believe you know better than anyone else whether your mother treats you, Chen'er and the baby are the same!"
"Zhi'er , Mom came here tonight not to blame you, Mom is just worried about you,"
" Because of your personality, Mom is worried that you will keep everything in your mind and think about it alone. "
" Mom just wants to tell you that this is your home, and the three of you are my children. You guys want to coexist. If you don’t push me, I won’t tolerate you.”
"In this family, I don't want to see those dark things that people do." "You are a smart child. You will definitely understand what I say. Think about it for yourself. I'm leaving!"
After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing stood up and left Dazhi's room.
Yang Ruoqing left, and Dazhi came over and closed the door.
He sat back down with a gloomy face, looking at the place where Yang Ruoqing had just sat, dark clouds surging between his brows and eyes.
In the past, when Chen'er didn't recognize her, it wasn't like this. Mom would never talk to me like this.
Now, she actually came here to ask questions, which is really different.
Chen'er is so outstanding and the real grandson of this family. People in the village always compare me with Chen'er, so I become the green leaf to accompany his red flower.
No, no, I don’t want this!
I don’t want to be taken away from everything I have now!
……
Yang Ruoqing returned to her room, made a bowl of hot tea and warmed her hands, but she couldn't warm her hands.
The same thing that is not warm is my own heart!
It really turned the cold out, she didn't know what went wrong, how could Dazhi become like this!
This child has really turned into a problem child. He tells lies with his eyes open. He is immersed in his own world and looks at everything around him, unable to communicate.
(End of this chapter)