Chapter 29 Teething Stick
“If you encounter any difficulties, remember to send me a message and tell me. Don’t be afraid that I will find it troublesome. I am your counselor.”
“Each class We have designed counselors, not only to help you solve your study problems, but also to care about your life. University and high school are different, we care more It’s no longer about grades, it’s more about adulthood.”
In the office, Li Na posted whatever came to her mind. For Mo Jingchun, Li Na’s biggest hope was not that Mo Jingchun would be able to stay in college for four years. No matter what achievements he has made during this period and how much honor he has brought to the school, his only hope is to see Mo Jingchun graduate successfully with his four-year-old candy in four years. It's that simple.
However, this is not a challenge for Li Na, who has only two years of experience as a counselor.
Now Mo Jingchun's sister Guangdang is less than one year old. She can't walk or run. As long as someone holds her and keeps her company, she is very good.
In a year or two, when the little guy grows up and can run and jump, that will be the most troublesome time. After all, it is the nature of children to love to move.
At that time, will the lively and active little guy really be willing to sit quietly in the classroom with his brother Mo Jingchun all day long?
Most likely not.
Li Na, who was originally in a happy mood, became worried again when she thought about the problems she would face next year.
Ding dong ~
"I know, Sister Na. If I really encounter difficulties, I will definitely come to you first. Haha"
Seeing the WeChat message replied by Mo Jingchun, Li Na There was just a smile on her face. It was not scary to have problems. I was afraid that the students obviously had problems but did not seek her as a counselor. In the end, the problems would not be solved. By the time the problems were exposed, it would be too late.
Especially every year when junior students are about to take the postgraduate entrance examination and when the postgraduate entrance examination is over, that is the busiest time for all university counselors in the country and the time when they are most likely to suffer from insomnia.
Even if this is Peking University, the same is true. You know, although the students of Peking University are certainly better than most college students, when facing the postgraduate entrance examination, who would be willing to go down?
Would a Beijing University student be willing to go to an ordinary first-tier university for graduate school?
It is undeniable that it may be possible, but 99% of Peking University students would rather find employment immediately after graduation than choose such a path.
Psychological problems have become a very serious problem in this fast-paced society that is developing rapidly.
It's good to be able to discover it in time, but I'm afraid it will be too late by the time it is discovered.
After class that afternoon, Mo Jingchun took out his mobile phone that was set to silent mode and saw that there were several missed calls and several WeChat messages.
Mo Jingchun, who felt a little uneasy, had no time to pack up his textbooks and hurriedly checked who had called.
When he saw that all the missed calls were from the same person, Mo Jingchun breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief, and at the same time there was a little smile on his face.
Nothing else, just because all the missed calls displayed in red were from the grandfather who was noted as "Old Naughty Boy" by Mo Jingchun.
When I opened the WeChat message, as expected, it was from my uncle. Judging from the message records, after a few minutes each time, he asked why he didn't answer the phone.
Mo Jingchun’s grandfather is old and doesn’t know how to use a smart phone. He still uses a mobile phone for the elderly with very large buttons and loud speakers. Not only that, the mobile phone for the elderly is also It was given when recharging phone bills. Mo Jingchun's grandfather has been using it for two or three years.
Mo Jingchun pressed the voice button and said into the microphone of his mobile phone:
"Uncle, I was still in class just now, and class just ended. My phone muted me before class."
"I'll be back later. I’ll make a video call when I get to the dormitory.”
After sending the two voice messages, Mo Jingchun held his sister on his lap with one hand and packed the items on the table with the other.
Mo Jingchun is like this. When chatting with different people on WeChat, he will choose different ways of replying. When communicating with people of the older generation on WeChat, Mo Jingchun usually responds by voice. A lifetime of chatting is basically text.
Mo Jingchun, who was walking on the campus path with his sister in his arms, recently found a new use for his schoolbag strap, which is to use it to lend strength when holding his sister's candy.
Back in the bedroom, Mo Jingchun put down his backpack and canvas bag, carried his sister to the living room, sat on the sofa, and then made a WeChat video call to his uncle Zhou Xing.
Speaking of which, since grandma passed away, grandpa has been living in his uncle’s house and has never lived in his brother-in-law’s house. As for why this is the case, Mo Jingchun really doesn’t know. When her mother was alive, she never lived there. I discussed this matter in front of Mo Jingchun.
Mo Jingchun didn't understand. Logically speaking, the uncle's family and the brother-in-law's family should take turns taking care of grandpa, but this was not the case at all.
Of course, what Mo Jingchun found most incomprehensible was that her aunt had never complained in front of others at this time.
You know, there was a reason why Mo Jingchun marked his grandfather's phone number as an old naughty boy.
Old man, age is already there. When he was young, he was overworked and fell ill. In addition, as he got older, he suffered from all kinds of serious and minor ailments. The old man's body has long been weak. Well, the last time he went there, Mo Jingchun saw that his grandfather was gasping for air after just walking a short distance, feeling like he couldn't catch his breath.
But I still like to take a puff of tobacco, which is the kind of tobacco grown by myself in the last century. The cigarette holder is also made by myself from bamboo roots.
Knowing that he is not in good health, you let him rest at home or go out to play, but he insists on running to work, and then he becomes hospitalized for injections. This repeats, no matter what you say, it is useless.
The sound of the video being connected brought Mo Jingchun back from his thoughts. On the screen of his mobile phone, a big face of his uncle Zhou Xing appeared very close.
"get out of class is over?"
"Well, I just returned to the dormitory."
Mo Jingchun leaned his cell phone on the coffee table and took a photo of his sister Candy in his arms.
"Candy, do you miss your uncle?"
"Oh, where are you looking, little guy? I'm over here."
Seeing the candy, Mo Jingchun's uncle Zhou Xing's originally plain face now broke out into a smile.
"Did your brother take good care of you? If he didn't take good care of you, when he comes back during the New Year, your uncle will help you whip him."
Zhou Xing would shout "Guo Guo" to him. While Candy was chatting to himself, Mo Jingchun twitched the corner of his mouth.
Why do you have to whip him when the palms and backs of your hands are all flesh?
After teasing Candy for a while, Zhou Xingcai looked at Mo Jingchun and said to Mo Jingchun: "Your grandpa had nothing to do again and made a pepper tree molar stick for Candy. It's done now. If I have to send it to you by express, he’ll call you about it this afternoon.”
"Tell him yourself." (End of Chapter)