Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3825 Problem Children
In Dazhi's room, there is a dim light beside the bed.

Dazhi didn't sleep on the bed, nor read at the desk, but hid in the window, squinting his eyes and looking out into the yard through the tiny gap under the window.

When he saw Luo Baobao bouncing and running into Chen'er's room with his pillow in his arms, Dazhi's little fist was tightly clenched beside him.

Suddenly, he quickly turned around and retreated to the side of the bed, then opened the curtain and plunged into the bed.

Immediately after, there was a knock on the door: "Zhi'er, it's me, I'm mother."

"Mom, I'm asleep. What's the matter?" Dazhi poked his head out of the bed and asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, Mother has something to discuss with you."

"Mother, are you in a hurry? I've already taken off my clothes, how about tomorrow?" Dazhi asked.

Yang Ruoqing's voice was somewhat cold: "I'll wait at the door, you put on your clothes and come and open the door."

When Dazhi in the tent heard this, he panicked, knowing that he couldn't escape today.

"Well, I'll get up right now, mother, wait a moment."

He pretended to make some noises in the quilt, then got out of bed and checked the room again, and then came over and opened the door.

Yang Ruoqing stood at the door of the house, the door opened, Yang Ruoqing smiled at Dazhi, and then stepped into the room.

She came to the table, turned on the lamp on the table, and sat down.

Seeing Dazhi standing in front of him stiffly with his hands hanging down, looking pitiful, Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly.

"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 beside it.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Dazhi and said, "Zhi'er, tell mother honestly, are you unhappy in this house?"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Dazhi was obviously startled, 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, you made the doll that was thrown at Chen'er's door a while ago, right?"

Dazhi's gaze flickered obviously, his little hands subconsciously moved back to Dazhi, and his shoulders shrank.

This subtle gesture language is a manifestation of guilty conscience.

"Mother is asking you something, you answer honestly." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Dazhi came back to his senses, he didn't dare to look into Yang Ruoqing's eyes at all, he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "No, I didn't do it, I don't know what's going on..."

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her lips, "Zhi'er, what did your mother teach you when you were young?"

"The most important thing for a person to live in this world is honesty."

"You are only eight years old, and you have learned to tell nonsense with your eyes open? Have you forgotten the story of Pinocchio when you were young? Lying will make your nose longer..."

"Mother, that's just a story that children listen to." Dazhi suddenly interrupted Yang Ruoqing's words.

"Mom, don't scare me with children's stories, I'm not a child anymore." He said again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, since you're not a child, then talk to me like an adult."

"You're the one who lost the doll, and you're the one who spit up the drool, right?" she asked, her voice 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 her!"

"Framing the blame? This is a good word." Yang Ruoqing laughed back angrily.

Dazhi pouted his neck and said, "Teach me how to be a human being if you beat up my little mother. If you catch a thief and seize the stolen goods, if your mother says I did it, then please show me the evidence!"

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing looked astonished, looking at Dazhi, as if she didn't know this son.

"Zhi'er, you don't have a fever, do you? Are you sure this is how you talk to your mother?"

Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead to see if he was sick.

Unexpectedly, he turned his head away from Yang Ruoqing's hand, jumped up from the stool, and stood aside.

"I'm not sick, and I know exactly what I'm talking about," he said, flushing.

"I know that brother Chen'er was born to my mother, but I was adopted by my mother. It's only natural that mother loves brother Chen'er more."

"But, no matter how much Mother loves Brother Chen'er, please don't frame me!"

Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded, thousands of words were stuck in her throat, and she didn't even know what to say!
"Okay, you didn't do the doll business, so can you tell me why your temperament has changed so much in the past few days?" Yang Ruoqing continued to ask.

"Even the baby said he was afraid of you, that you lost your temper for no reason, and didn't play with her. What's going on?" she asked.

Dazhi snorted, "Mother, did you come here specially to ask me to ask my teacher for your crimes tonight?"

"Zhi'er, why are you talking like that? In your heart, your mother and I are such a mean person?" She asked.

A heart is really chilling.

"Zhi'er, don't be like this, mother treats you, Chen'er and the baby are the same, I believe you know better than anyone else in your heart!"

"Zhi'er, mother is not here tonight to ask you, mother is just worried about you,"

"Because of your personality, my mother is worried that you will keep everything in your heart, thinking wildly by yourself."

"Mother just wants to tell you that this is your home. The three of you are my children. You want to coexist. It's not that you run on me. I can't tolerate you."

"In this family, I don't want to see those dark things, people are doing it" "You are a smart child, you must understand what I say, think about it yourself, I'm leaving!"

After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing got up and left Dazhi's room.

Yang Ruoqing left with her front foot, and Dazhi came over with her back foot and closed the door.

He sat back to his original position with a gloomy face, looking at the place where Yang Ruoqing had just sat, dark clouds were rolling over his brows and eyes.

When Chen'er didn't recognize her back, it wasn't like this. Mother would never talk to me like this.

Now, she actually came here to ask her teacher for her crimes. It's really different.

Chen'er is so outstanding, and he is the real grandson of this family. People in the village always compare me with Chen'er, so I became a green leaf to accompany his red flower.

No, no, I don't want this!
I don't want to be robbed of everything now!
……

Yang Ruoqing went back to her room, made a bowl of hot tea and warmed her hands, but her hands couldn't be warmed up.

The same thing that can't be covered is my own heart!
It's really cold, she doesn't know what went wrong, how did Dazhi become like this!
This child has really become a problem child. He opened his eyes and talked nonsense. He was immersed in his own world and looked at everything around him, so he couldn't communicate.

(End of this chapter)