Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

"say what?"

Lu Chuyao crossed his arms, leaned back, and said coolly, "How can you beat the child? Song Zhiyu is so good, you just need to reason with him, and the child will change after listening."

She couldn't help but swore, "Oh no, I don't know how many times I told him about safety issues."

"I'll talk to grandma tomorrow. Don't be angry, or you may get angry and damage your body." Song Mingze quickly smoothed his wife's hair and gave her gentle advice.

When old people and young couples live together for a long time, their shortcomings are easily exposed.For example, when it comes to children's education, the elderly are not allowed to be beaten or scolded by their relatives, and they always intervene, making it difficult for parents to educate their children.

Over time, parents' prestige with their children will gradually decrease and disappear.Anyway, I have a backer and I am not afraid of you at all.

Song Mingze naturally understood this truth, so he took advantage of his day off to drag his grandma downstairs for a walk on the grounds of digestion after meals.

After walking a few steps around the gravel path of the community pavilion, we immediately entered into the formal conversation.The old lady became excited as soon as she heard the words, like a misunderstood person, getting angry while defending herself.

Song Mingze remained silent until grandma's high-pitched voice was automatically lost in the air molecules, and then he slowly spoke.He told his grandma a story, which was very simple.

During the Republic of China, a young master from a wealthy family was favored by the whole family because he was the only child in the family.From his 90-year-old grandmother to his brothers and sisters, they all regard him as their top priority.No matter what I do wrong outside, my powerful parents will always help me solve it.

Even if it causes trouble for young girls, hurts old women and children, or even kills people.As long as the 90-year-old grandmother cries, his parents will compromise and stop punishing their only son, and will only focus on how to help him solve the trouble he caused.

In this way, the young master got worse and worse and finally got into a huge disaster that the entire family could not solve.Because of him, the once prosperous Gaomen Courtyard collapsed overnight and became a prisoner who was inferior to ordinary people.

After telling this story, the old lady fell silent.

After a long time, an old voice sounded from the pavilion, "Did your wife send you here?"

The brainstorm swept around, and Song Mingze replied, "She was so angry with Song Zhiyu that she couldn't sleep yesterday. She only told me what happened after I pressed her."

When he finished answering, grandma remained silent.

Sure enough, there is still no way to avoid the "mother-in-law-daughter-in-law relationship"?Song Mingze was annoyed and began to rack his brains to think of a way to save it.

In his spare time, his wife often educates him about family conflicts and analyzes tragedies caused by family conflicts, which are often caused by the inaction of the middleman.

"I understand. From now on, I won't interfere with your wife's control over the children. I'll stay far away and I won't care whether you scold or beat her." The old lady's words made Song Mingze look up sharply.

He held the old lady's head and gave her a big kiss.

"Tsk, it's all drool!"

The old lady pushed her grandson away in disgust, rolled her eyes and continued, "I really think I'm an old rural lady who doesn't know anything and only knows how to mess around. A filial son emerges from under a stick. It's an ancient saying that has been passed down for thousands of years. How can I don't know."

Song Mingze smiled happily and coaxed in a long voice, "Of course my grandma is not an ordinary old rural lady. If you don't understand, how can you cultivate people into talents?"

After solving this major hidden danger at home, he and his wife breathed a sigh of relief.

A few days later, Song Zhiyu ignored his lesson and got into trouble again.

The kindergarten teacher complained that several children, led by Song Zhiyu, climbed over the wall to chase birds after class.

Climb the wall?Can such a small person climb over the wall?

Lu Chuyao's first reaction was disbelief. She felt that no matter how naughty her son was, he would never do such a thing.

Until the principal took her to the "site of the crime" in person.

The so-called climbing over the wall does not mean that children climb over high walls.Instead, this wall was originally hollow, with gaps between the pillars.Children's bodies are smaller and slimmer, and their stomachs and buttocks are tucked in, making it easy for them to fit through.

Not far away, a row of little carrot heads hang down and wait for the sound to fall, from short to tall, just like pan flutes.

"Song Zhiyu! Get out of the queue!"

Song Zhiyu, the second-to-last tallest, silently took a step forward and stood still.Children from military families are always a little different from others, it can be seen in their posture, temperament, etc.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

He admitted his mistakes very quickly, but it was a pity that Lu Chuyao didn't accept this trick.

The gentle image he showed to others suddenly turned serious. It was really bluffing, and the contrast was so huge that even the kindergarten teacher did not dare to say anything.

"Apologise to your teacher. Even though it was during recess, you ran out for no reason. Do you know how worried the teachers would be?"

The kindergarten teachers, including the principal, were instantly moved when they heard Lu Chuyao's words.They have rarely encountered such a sensible parent in their careers. It is so flattering to have one occasionally.

Song Zhiyu bowed obediently and apologized, and deeply reflected on his mistakes.

Teacher: "Don't do this again next time. You are still a good kid if you correct your mistakes when you know they are wrong."

The teacher gently let him go.

Lu Chuyao asked calmly, "Were you the one who took the lead through the wall?"

Song Zhiyu thought for a while, shook his head first, and then nodded.

"Is it, or isn't it?" He shook his head and nodded again.

Under the pressure of his mother's eyes like daggers, Song Zhiyu muttered, "The little fat boy has raised his head, but he is too timid to go through the wall, so I will show him how to do it."

Oh, I just demonstrated and walked out.

Other parents came over one after another, and after the kindergarten teacher explained it, they roughly understood what was going on, and then they grabbed their children's ears and went home to teach them a lesson.

Song Zhiyu also followed her mother with her head bowed, like a little tail, back to the community, entered the elevator, and then entered the house.

"Mom, I really know I was wrong, don't be angry."

The little guy suddenly panicked when he saw his mother sitting on the sofa in silence as soon as she entered the living room. She didn't scold him or show any signs of hitting him.

Grandma Song poked her head out of the kitchen. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, she wanted to go out and persuade her.But a flash of what her grandson had talked to her a few days ago flashed back to her, and she retracted her head back to the kitchen.

"Song Zhiyu..."

"Hey!" He looked at his mother with tears in his eyes, hoping that she wouldn't be angry.

Lu Chuyao moved his gaze to the window sill and sighed, "I really don't know how to educate you. Every time you apologize, I forgive you every time, but you will never change. Mom is also tired, otherwise, Let your father throw you to the military camp?"

There was a thunder on the ground, which scared the little guy's legs. His tears fell like dropped pearls, and he said miserably, "No, I don't want it!"

"Mom, don't leave me to dad. I swear, there will be no next time. Really, I will be good."