Ye Chuqiu saw her always lively and noisy little son crying, and quickly reached out to wipe his tears, feeling quite at a loss.
"Mom, I won't cry."
As Lin Sihu spoke, he twisted his sleeves to wipe away his tears. When he looked up at Ye Chuqiu, his eyes were full of tears. Because he had to hold back the tears, the tears hung on his eyelashes, seemingly unable to fall.
It's heartbreaking.
"If you have anything to tell me, mother will not let others bully you." Ye Chuqiu stretched out his hand to sit next to him, held his hand, and patted his back gently.
"They didn't beat me, but each of them despised me. Sometimes I would say something back, and after class, their students would surround me and bully me!"
The more Lin Sihu talked about it, the more aggrieved he became, "Even if the master compliments me sometimes, they would get angry. After class, their students would come around and ridicule me, forcing me to kneel down and beg for mercy."
"It's really too much!"
Just hearing what Lin Sihu said, Ye Chuqiu was filled with rage. She said angrily: "Mom will go to your private school tomorrow. If anyone bullies you, tell me and she will help you fight back."
"Mom, if you go, they will laugh at me even more. And if you beat them behind their backs, they will definitely beat you back even harder when you get to school."
Lin Sihu didn't want Ye Chuqiu to help him, but now that he has grown up, he knows that doing so will cause trouble for the family, so he can only tolerate it, "Mom, each of them has an extraordinary background, and we can't mess with them.
rise."
"If you do something or don't do something, I will disguise myself so that they won't recognize you." Ye Chuqiu said.
"But even if you don't let them recognize it, they will still suspect me if they suffer a loss, or if they are in a bad mood, they will operate on me." Lin Sihu became even more anxious when he heard Ye Chuqiu's words.
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"I co-authored my son to go to Song's private school, and he actually became someone else's bag?"
When Ye Chuqiu heard Lin Sihu's words, he was heartbroken, "Mom has thought about this kind of thing before. Mom knows that we are not a wealthy family. We will inevitably be bullied when we go to a place like this, but Song's Private School
Aren’t the people there all reasonable scholars? How could they be like this? Aren’t Master Li masters who teach well? This is how they teach students?”
"mother……"
Lin Sihu called her, "They are scholars, but they are not noble. Except Master Li, other masters also look down on me."
He raised his head and looked at Ye Chuqiu with pleading eyes, "Mom, can I not go? I will work hard to make money in the future. If I don't get married, I will earn back the fifty taels of silver and return it to you."
"Sihu, you heard my mother say that you went to a private school to study. If you shrink back just because of these, will you have to escape when you encounter bigger problems in the future? The road to the imperial examination is
Thousands of troops are crossing the single-plank bridge, and what you are encountering now are just a bunch of small thorns on the road of your life."
Ye Chuqiu said, thinking about her current situation again, and couldn't help but become determined in her heart. Even if she wanted to leave, she would have to deal with everything before leaving, and leave in a high-profile manner, instead of leaving in despair.
He said: "Sihu, although we are from humble backgrounds, we are born as human beings. We are all raised by our parents, and we all have the same mouth and two eyes. We are all equal. Since they all have book boys, then tomorrow, my mother will
Wufeng girl disguises herself as a man and goes to be your book boy. If they dare to stir up trouble again, don’t back down and let Wufeng take care of them!"
"Is this okay?" Lin Sihu raised his head, with tears still hanging on his face.
He didn't want to go to school, not only because of being beaten, but more importantly, because of his self-esteem. Young people have always been sensitive and self-respecting. In Song's private school, he was not as good as others in everything, and was humiliated, feeling aggrieved and depressed.
This is also human nature.
"Of course." Ye Chuqiu nodded and said: "Sihu, you are my child. My child cannot be beaten in vain. We have to fight him back!"
Sihu, you have always been smart and know that your mother spent a lot of money to let you go to school, but your mother asked you to stay, not because of money, but to fight for your breath.
Do you know what those people will say about you behind your back if we leave now?
They would say, oh, this country bumpkin is finally gone. I know he won’t be able to stay here for long. With him here, the grade of our private school has been lowered. Others think that our Song private school can handle all kinds of cats and dogs.
Come in."
Ye Chuqiu pinched his throat and imitated the tone of those people. Lin Sihu immediately became angry and his face turned red, because Ye Chuqiu imitated him so much. Those people said that to him in the school.
"So, the more they say this about us, the more we can't leave. We have to study hard and let them see who is the country bumpkin and who is the guy who has no talent and can only bark.
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Ye Chuqiu said loudly: "We spend money to go to private schools to learn knowledge. These sarcastic words will only become the motivation for our efforts. We cannot fulfill their wishes. The more they try to drive us away, the more we will lose."
The more they don't leave, the worse their wishes will be!
We don’t want those cheap self-esteems. Since they say we are country bumpkins, well, then we admit that we, country bumpkins, should put down our dignity and ask them for advice, learn from their strengths, and acquire all the knowledge. By then,
We can naturally accumulate a lot of experience and become a blockbuster, and our dignity will naturally come back!"
Lin Sihu nodded thoughtfully when he heard this. After a while, he raised his head again, "But I'm afraid I won't be able to learn."
"What can't be learned from this?"
Ye Chuqiu glanced at him and said softly, "Sihu, don't be afraid. If you tolerate everything in the school, they will think you are easy to bully."
"But they are from good backgrounds. If I resist, I'm afraid it will bring trouble to our family."
"What's the trouble? We are just a bunch of mud-legged people. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If we offend them, the worst we can do is continue to be refugees. What do we have to be afraid of?
They have good backgrounds, but they are just reincarnations. Without the support of their ancestors, how can they compare to you? Therefore, I hope you can be more confident. Everyone is unique, why should you let them down?
Although Mom just taught you to throw away your cheap self-esteem and teach you tolerance, Mom also wants to tell you that the clay figurine is still very angry, and things can be done one way or the other. The first time they bully you, let's stay away. The second time they bully you, let's hide.
The next time they come, we will tolerate it just one more time, and the third time they come, we will kill them!"