That's not all. I originally planned that when the child was about 6 years old and was abused by the nanny, my mother-in-law would find a nanny to take care of the girl and take her home to rest. However, it happened that at this time, by chance, my wife was pregnant again. I want her to have an abortion. Our family is not suitable for having a second child. I begged. I can't stand this torture any longer. I want to decorate my home according to my own wishes, and I want to run my own home independently. I want happiness and freedom. I won't live like a zombie all day. Man is not a machine, and he always needs life to adjust himself. I told my wife, I'm sorry for this little life, but it's better to have a long pain than a short one. When he matures and establishes feelings, it will be difficult to leave. I must continue to invest and continue to pay. I don't want to live like this in the future, and I don't want to have war at home again. Every war is a psychological tear and a spiritual trampling for me. The world is so big, I want to go out, I want to go out. However, no matter how sincere I said, my wife resolutely refused me. I want to cry, but there are no tears. I thought the rest of my life would be like this. I'm going to call my father and tell him about it. I didn't expect him to be overjoyed and scold me. I know in my heart that he has always wanted a wife from the beginning, and he will not give up this opportunity to do it again. The score suddenly became 3 1, as if I were the only sinner in my family. Nothing can be said. I continued my cold war, and my wife felt something, but it was still cold. In this way, I ended my pregnancy tepidly and gave birth to a son last year. As I expected, the second war at home broke out on time. This time the place is different. We moved to a big house. I can sleep, but I will eventually argue about who sleeps in which room. These old people, when we were young, always taught us to be tolerant and be more narrow-minded at this juncture. They really hate living with them. I wanted to have a second child so fiercely. Be scolded by everyone. My objection was ignored by everyone. When something happened, I just wanted to tear up my family, but no one really thought about the child. I can't do anything, and no one can understand that heartfelt cry. I can only hold my son and watch him snuggle in my arms and sleep quietly. It was the first time I shed tears in my thirties, and the quarrel seemed to be eased by my tears. Finally, it was the original plan. My mother-in-law continues to take care of the children, and my parents are usually more supportive. Although things have subsided, the scars left by the pain will always exist, so unforgettable. I had already seen the dawn of getting rid of my mother-in-law's shadow, but I fell into the abyss of despair again. I'm back to my previous state of walking dead. Although I don't want to, I still go home on time every day, listening to my mother-in-law's knife mouth and doing things I don't want to do. In fact, my desire for vagrancy has long since disappeared. There is nothing to miss at home, and the only comfort is the smiling faces of sons and daughters. Later, my girl was going to primary school. On the one hand, I don't want to stay at home all day and listen to my mother-in-law's Rory. Another thing, I really want to seize my girl's study and let her take a private exam. So I found a school and planned to sign up for a training class. I just use the excuse of picking up girls to reduce my time at home so as not to get upset. It is here that I met Lele for the first time ... She is a post-90 s girl, with delicate appearance, dignified and generous, good image and temperament, fair skin, regular facial features, big and radiant eyes, especially watery, as if she could talk, and long black and elegant hair just waist-high. She likes to laugh very much at ordinary times, and her smile is especially pure, beautiful and lovely. Most children kindly call her Teacher Lele. The school has classes every Sunday. She is the main teacher of the school. Every time she comes to teach a child, she always grasps the child's psychology and has enough patience. From time to time, she will adjust the classroom atmosphere with the purest smile and gentle tone. All this is ignored. I think it's just some basic business skills. Service agencies are not good to their daughters. How can they earn money from their parents? I am also a very vigilant and suspicious person, but I don't like beautiful girls. I think the more beautiful people are, the more troubles and problems there are. Every time she comes near my daughter, I get a little nervous. What makes me more nervous is that my girl fell in love with her inexplicably and even gave her some small gifts without telling me. I felt very worried and began to wonder if she used any emotional tactics to capture the child's heart and let our parents continue to pay for it. Until one day, something changed my opinion of her. That day, the girl conveniently folded a paper plane and handed it to her and said, "Give it to Teacher Lele." I don't know how many gifts I throw away every day, besides, she has to face so many children every day. I guess she will take the same method as me? A week passed, and when I sent my girl to school again, she secretly said to her, "Teacher Lele has hung your paper plane on the wall, and all the teachers know that you gave it to me." I looked at her office, and I was surprised that the crumpled paper plane folded by that girl really hung on the wall of her desk. This is a kind of respect, the most basic and noble quality of interpersonal communication, even if the other person is just a child, she can do it so vividly. I always advocate that no matter who she is, she should be respected. She agrees with me surprisingly. Simple actions have made me respect her and give up my doubts about her. I finally trusted my girl to go to school for education. At the same time, my interest in her gradually began to grow.
Later, I slowly began to pay attention to her. She usually has a good grasp of the small details in the course, and her problem-solving ideas are also very appetizing for children. The most touching moment for me was when my parents were handing out exercises, and she stood in the middle. Every time she sends out exercises, she bends over 90 degrees, faces her parents and hands them over. When parents reach out to pick them up, she will lower her body again and nod her head to show her meaning. There is also something called a passport in the school, which will be stamped. The stamp is equivalent to the integral reward for children studying at school. Every time you stamp it, class is over. At about lunch time, the children are hungry. I think she has been in class for half a day. She is very tired. And I'm not in a hurry. I usually take the initiative to let us put it at the bottom and let her stamp it slowly. Now I'm curious about her. Every time she stamps, I will quietly look at her handsome side face, watch her wrap a strand of drooping hair around her ears, watch her focused expression, and watch her white and slender right hand quickly cover one passport after another. It's beautiful. Many times, after she stamped her passport, she bent down and handed it to her parents by hand, and then nodded her thanks, showing sincerity without showing a trace of affectation and hypocrisy. My judgment is that either her acting skills are too good to fool my eyes, or this is a really kind and sincere girl. Here I am confused again. I understand a society where many girls are lazy and always want to find a rich second generation to marry themselves and enjoy a carefree life. She is a smart, beautiful, kind and generous girl with an outstanding appearance. She can attract a bunch of rich second generation followers with a wave of her hand. She could have enjoyed financial freedom, so why bother teaching? She could have wasted her time lying in a mansion with clean windows, so why bother renting a house by herself? Yes, in this impetuous society where everyone dreams of getting rich overnight, it is really hard to get such a strong and brave girl who sticks to her dream in a down-to-earth way. This is really commendable. Well, it seems to have overturned all my previous prejudices about this society. All along, I have accumulated a lot of negative energy in my heart, and I always can't see the sunshine in my heart. Her appearance seems to open the skylight in my heart, reminding me that some things are not what I imagined, and there are many beautiful things in this world.
Later, because I had to assign homework frequently, I added her WeChat, and I also looked through her circle of friends. In fact, the circle of friends is the best place to know a person. Like many girls who love beauty, she also likes to take selfies for herself, including playful and lovely photos, mature and elegant photos, and weird photos, which are so beautiful from any angle and almost like her real person. There are all kinds of classical Chinese in the circle that I can't understand. What Sang Yu is dying and what summer is still full of sky. Maybe she improvised according to her artistic conception at that time, but I, an engineering straight man, couldn't understand it anyway. From the circle of friends, we can see a lot about his personality, her age, and even the location of her residence, which can be inferred from the photos she took, and she actually exposed the train ticket with the ID number ... completely without being baptized by a liar. Most of her circles are happy photos, and rarely show negative States such as melancholy and melancholy. In fact, she is more willing to show her inner happiness and positive side, which shows that she is very strong, optimistic and positive, and a little naive. More like what her name describes, Lele is happy. Being strong is the expression of optimism in adversity, and optimism is the courage and motivation to be strong. Okay ... this is great.