You are my rare tenderness

Chapter 71 Education
When Rong's mother came back in the evening, Rong Jing explained to her what happened at school, and expressed that the head teacher wanted to invite her to come over.

After Mama Rong heard this, she called An Nuan over and asked, "Nuan Nuan, tell Mama Rong, do you think Brother Jing's beating is wrong?"

An Nuan looked at Rong Jing, then at Rong's mother, and shook her head, "Mother Rong, brother Jing beat someone to protect me, brother Jing is not wrong, if there is a mistake, it is my fault. "She lowered her head and said softly.

After hearing this, Mother Rong showed a loving smile and stroked An Nuan's hair, "Nuan Nuan is so good, but it's not your fault." Then she asked An Nuan to go upstairs first.

After An Nuan left, Mother Rong raised her face, her expression became much more serious: "Rong Jing, do you think you did something wrong?"

Rong Jing looked at Mother Rong, was silent for a while, and finally shook her head, "Mom, I don't think I did anything wrong."

"Really?" Rong's mother sighed, "Rong Jing, your father and I have always taught you to be calm and never be impulsive. But do you think you are not impulsive about this matter? Think about it carefully , besides beating people, do you have any other better way to solve this matter? Yes? But you chose the most wrong way. "

After hearing this, Rong Jing didn't refute, but just stood quietly.

Mother Rong continued: "Rong Jing, you should know that both your father and I have high hopes for you, and if you want to be able to protect An Nuan, what you need to use should not be your fist, but your fist. Wisdom. What can fists solve? Although you hurt Zhou Xu and vented your anger, didn’t you also get implicated? And do you think this is the best for Nuan Nuan?”

"Rong Jing, you are still young, so mom doesn't blame you. But mom hopes that when you encounter similar things in the future, you can handle them better, okay?"

Rong Jing nodded and said to Rong's mother, "Mom, I understand."

In the evening, Mother Rong told Father Rong about this matter.

After hearing this, Father Rong said with a smile: "This boy is quite similar to me. I was the same when I was a child. My fists were hard. I like to use my fists to deal with people who don't like me."

"You also said that it was you who taught him Taekwondo, and he was merciless in beating people. Fortunately, he didn't cause any problems. Otherwise, what should we do?"

"What can we do? Just do what you want. Is it normal for children to fight and fight? And don't you always say that Xiao Jing is too precocious? Look at him now, doesn't he look like a child? Besides , Beating is better than being beaten, right? Besides, as a boy, if he can’t even protect his own sister, what kind of boy is he?”

Rong's mother quite agrees with this point, she smiled and said: "Oh, only An Nuan can make our family Rongjing do such a thing."

"Isn't it? One thing falls one thing, but thanks to Nuan Nuan, otherwise Xiao Jing would not look like a child. Not to mention, Nuan Nuan's temperament just complements Xiao Jing."

"I think so too, so I'm 1 happy to live in our house."

"You're all right now. You have all your sons and daughters. Can you be unhappy?"

"That's right, I'm so happy, I'm almost waking up from my dream."

(End of this chapter)