Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 106 Mother and Son

If it is said that the people in the world who most want to enter the heart of their children and want to keep abreast of their children's mentality are parents.

No matter what the reason is, it seems that only in this way can parents feel at ease when their children grow up.

But parents often overlook one point, children are also emotional people, not all people will open up their inner emotions in front of others.

From Zhao Huan's bedroom to the dining table in the living room, there is only a short distance of more than ten steps.

Two mothers and children, one in the bedroom and the other at the dining table, sat still in a daze.

It seems that these ten or so steps have become an insurmountable moat, preventing people from both sides from coming and going.

Qin Yali looked at the food on the table, then looked up at her son's bedroom. She opened and closed her mouth several times, but she never made a sound.

"If you love to be stubborn, just be stubborn, let's see who can be stubborn to the end."

Finally, Qin Yali felt cold and started to clear the dining table.

She also dumped the half bowl of rice that she didn't finish into the trash can.

Hearing the sound of his mother clearing the dining table outside the room, Zhao Huan stood up slowly, closed the bedroom door, and locked it.

He took out his mobile phone, opened QQ, and quickly entered a few words.

Kong Hen: "Are you there?"

Lei Lei: "Huh? Why did you change your name?"

Kong Hen: "I just had an argument with my mother."

Lei Lei: "What's wrong?"

Kong Hen: "In her eyes, she is not satisfied with anything I do. It is my misfortune to have such a mother."

Lei Lei: "What are you talking about? Without your mother, how did you get here?"

silence
Kong Hen: "Now I feel very annoying when I hear her talk."

Lei Lei: "Me too, it seems that our mothers are all the same."

Kong Hen: "Our mother? Could it be hahahaha!"

Lei Lei: "Oh, is your Chinese taught by a physical education teacher? I don't care about you, huh!"

Zhao Huan held the mobile phone and kept chatting, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

After this semester started, he felt more and more that he couldn't get along with Chen Hanxi and his group.

In terms of study, most of the people in that small circle are better than him.

In terms of family background, although he lacks everything, he still has a little inferiority complex around these people.

Wang Zirui only knows how to study all day long, and basically only chats with himself when school is over.

As for the rest of the class, Zhao Huan felt that he was not on the same level as them, and they simply didn't get along.

But in order not to appear out of place, Zhao Huan always put on a grinning expression when facing Chen Hanxi and the others.

In the eyes of others, he is still the heartless, humorous Zhao Huan.

At the same time, he also noticed that Li Zhilei seemed to have the same thoughts. Although she usually behaved quite gregariously in the classroom, Zhao Huan could tell from her eyebrows that she was not very willing to play with these people.

The similar situation made Zhao Huan feel more and more that he and Li Zhilei had endless topics to talk about.

Basically, whenever he got his phone, he would send Li Zhilei a message.

What made him envious was that her parents didn't care about Li Zhilei's cell phone, as long as Zhao Huan sent a message, she would reply in seconds.

After chatting with Li Zhilei for a while, Zhao Huan reluctantly put down the phone.

Sitting on the bed and hesitating for a while, he took out 100 yuan from a small jar on the desk.

After putting it on his body, he opened the bedroom door and walked out.

At this time, Qin Yali was no longer in the living room, and seeing that the door of his parents' bedroom was closed, he knew that his mother should be taking a nap.

He walked gently to the door of his parents' bedroom, raised his hand, and wanted to knock on the door, but no matter what, his fingers couldn't knock down.

After struggling for a long time, Zhao Huan slowly put down his hands, put on his shoes and went out.

Across the door, Qin Yali didn't sleep.

She was holding her mobile phone, flipping through photos of Zhao Huan when she was a child.

At that time, Zhao Huan was chubby and very cute.

"Mom, Mom, I want to eat that"

"Mom, Mom, when will Daddy come back?"

"Mom, mom, let me rub your shoulders for you. Those bad students always make you angry."

Warm pictures, like a movie, flashed in Qin Yali's mind frame by frame.

Qin Yali had a smile on her lips and tears in her eyes.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that what I did as a mother was a failure.

When her role is a teacher, she can educate students very well, such as empathy, empathy, and a set of principles can be applied to students.

But when it comes to her son, it seems that all reason has left her, and all that is left is anxiety.

Anxiety about the child's study, anxiety about his life, and even began to consider his mental state.

All kinds of things, Qin Yali felt that when facing her son, she couldn't be in a state of equanimity.

I always worry that my son is not good in this way, that is not good in that way.

Always staring at his son's every move, as long as he is not as good as he wants, he wants to correct it.

"there is a problem."

Qin Yali felt that something must have happened to her.

This was not the result she wanted.

While flipping through the phone, she seemed to hear slight footsteps approaching the door of her bedroom, and her heart moved.

Zhao Huan and her were the only ones at home.

The footsteps stopped at the door and waited for a long time, but there was no sound of knocking on the door.

In Qin Yali's heart, how much she wished that Zhao Huan could knock on the door and come in, saying, "Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

But the fact is that there were footsteps outside the door again, but the footsteps gradually faded away.

Qin Yali heard the sound of the door being opened and closed again.

She got out of bed quickly, opened the bedroom door, and looked at Zhao Huan's room.

Sure enough, there was no one there.

She pushed open the glass door of the small balcony again, stood on the balcony, and looked down.

After a few minutes, Zhao Huan's figure appeared in her sight.

Although the weather was sunny, Zhao Huan put the sweater hat on his head.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards the exit of the community.

Under the sunlight, behind Zhao Huan, a very long shadow was drawn.

The shadow swayed with Zhao Huan's stride, like another Zhao Huan walking.

Qin Yali just stared blankly at her son walking out of the community. During this process, she raised her right hand holding the phone several times, but she couldn't dial the phone number with the word "Baby".

It wasn't until Zhao Huan's figure completely disappeared from her sight that Qin Yali turned around slowly and walked back to the living room.

(End of this chapter)