I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 359 Good night, kid!

Although Su Shao emphasized that the discomfort just now was all because of missing her mother, but Song Yan could still feel that it was not that simple.
In just over a month with the little girl, he could see through her stubbornness and fragility.

If it was only because of "missing mother", she wouldn't be so emotionally broken just now, maybe she just swallowed and endured, waiting for the pain in her heart to pass.

But she didn't!

She cried so dazedly, sadly, and remorsefully, that she could even hear the complaints and self-blame through her crying.

"It's nothing?" Song Yan asked again.

Su Shao mumbled and didn't say a word.

he knew
Song Yan would not force her to say things that Su Shao didn't want to say, and would leave her enough time to think about them, and at the same time guide her to untie her knots.

When she wants to talk, he will be there, willing to listen, willing to share for her.

"Are you tired from crying?" Song Yan asked, "Is there any water in the room? Boil some hot water to drink. If there is honey, you can also put some."

"Brother." Su Shao shouted in a strong nasal voice.

Song Yan said "Yes", "I'm here."

"If...that's if, there was a kid who did something that disappointed everyone, and ran away irresponsibly." Su Shao's voice was tense, and she hurriedly explained, "But now she knows she's wrong! I know I have let down too many people”

Song Yan listened carefully to what Su Shao said.

"If you know your mistakes, correct them. Isn't it good? Go and apologize to the person who feels guilty, won't it be resolved?"

"Kebut, what if the other party doesn't accept it? Because that kid really failed his great expectations. He must be very disappointed in this kid now."

Song Yan, "I didn't even apologize, so how does this kid know that his mistakes cannot be forgiven?"

There was no sound on the phone, and Song Yan continued, "If you don't talk about it, children, you will always have knots in your heart. If you don't have an answer, you keep thinking about it, or if you know the answer and feel relaxed, which do you think is better?"

Su Shao answered neatly, "Of course I'm relaxed!"

"But" she hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly, "The child who feels guilty is the one who treats her harshly and fiercely."

Song Yan, "Since this kid is so guilty, it means that she still knows the good and the bad in her heart. She knows that the strict person treats her well, so she blames herself so much and feels uncomfortable."

Is that the case?

Hearing Song Yan's reassurance, Su Shao's knots were relieved a lot.

She took a deep breath, and was about to say something when Song Yan asked herself again.

"Does the child miss the person who is strict with him?"

want to?

I really want it!
That middle-aged man in a plain long coat always beat himself with a small bamboo whip, and always threw sweet potatoes roasted in the stove to himself happily.

Seeing her being scalded, scratching her ears and cheeks, she even laughed happily.

He knew what dish he liked, and if he couldn't sing a word well, he wouldn't allow himself to touch that dish. If he could sing well, he would bring the whole plate to her.

A stern, awkward, and fierce childish old man!

"I haven't spoken for so long, it seems that I want to remember that person's appearance." Song Yan teased.

Su Shao came back to his senses, and stubbornly refused to admit it, "How is it possible? I'm just sleepy and want to sleep!"

Song Yan glanced at the time, it was just nine o'clock.
But having said so much, the little girl really needs to digest it by herself, and then make a choice.

"Go to sleep when you're sleepy, and if you want to say something later, call your brother." Song Yan's voice was calm, but it had a calming and comforting effect.

Su Shao's nose was sore again, "Good night, good brother."

Song Yan smiled, looked up at the sky full of stars, "Good night, kid."

Little kid? !

Su Shao was frightened and hung up the phone hurriedly.

It turned out that he had known for a long time that that "child" was himself.
(End of this chapter)