Mo Qiming drove Duan Mingqing and Duan Mingqing to Tongzhou in a carriage two days in advance, and Sun Ping also followed. They would not be able to come back until they had finished their exams.
With four people missing, the house seemed empty.
Because Duan Mingqing and Duan Mingchen were no longer here, the children at home simply took a vacation. They didn't have to study for a few days and played in the yard. The Duan family's old house was more lively than before.
Duan Mingjing finished his work as usual, and was a little melancholy thinking about Duan Mingqing going out to take the imperial examination. He was going back to the house to make tea and paint to relieve his worries.
I went to the kitchen to get a pot of hot water to make tea, spread out the paper and pen and ink, and was about to regain my literary spirit, when I heard a movement outside the courtyard.
"Second brother, third brother, where are you! I can't find you!"
"Come out quickly!"
Duan Yutao's voice sounded.
Duan Mingjing walked to the wall, closed the window, returned to the table again, dipped his brush in ink, and prepared to draw.
Just as I made the first stroke, I heard a sudden shout outside.
"Ahhhh! I caught it, hahahaha!"
"It doesn't count, it doesn't count, you peeked, you cheated, let's play again!"
Duan Mingjing was immediately frightened and his hands crooked, and the lines on the white paper were crooked.
The quality of a painting, every stroke is crucial!
If the first stroke is broken, how can I continue?
Duan Mingjing calmed down the impatience in his heart, picked up his pen in the blank space and started painting!
After a few strokes, Duan Mingjing's face dropped like water.
"Sister, you can't cheat, come and catch me, it's your turn!"
"I don't want it!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
The children's play became louder and louder.
Duan Mingjing's hand holding the brush shook, and he drew a large stroke crookedly.
Seeing that the entire painting has become extremely crooked, it would be difficult for the painting saint to save it even if he were still alive!
Duan Mingjing just took a pen and scribbled on it, smearing it randomly on the paper. When the ink became dry and couldn't be wiped anymore, he threw the pen and pushed the door open and went out to beat the child!
Noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, nothing to do all day long, just having fun.
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When the grain harvest on Zhuangzi started to be harvested, there was nothing wrong with Qiao Lan. I went there every three or four days to have a look, and then I could go home again.
Today, Qiao Lan took Wang and Shang out, and Song drove the carriage. Before the carriage reached the door of the house, she heard the faint cry of children not far away.
Whose child cries so lively?
But as she walked closer to home, the crying became louder. Ms. Wang panicked and opened the curtain. She looked in the direction of the old house and saw that no one was around. She turned around and asked in confusion and worry: "This belongs to our family."
Crying?”
Shang is a mother. When she hears the cry of her child, even if she doesn't see her child crying, she will inevitably get worried. "It sounds a bit like it to me, let's go back and have a look!"
Seeing this, Qiao Lan comforted her: "Don't worry, it should be fine! If anything happens, people in the village will help."
Wang and Shang nodded, still a little worried.
Mrs. Shang opened the car curtain and greeted Mrs. Song in front, "Sister-in-law Song, I'm really worried. Let's go home quickly!"
"Okay!"
The closer the carriage got to the old house, the more certain they became that the crying was coming from the old house.
Seeing that the door to the backyard was open, cries floated outside the courtyard, extremely shrill and shrill, and several people rushed into the house.
After entering the old house, Wang realized that it was a false alarm.
The whole family was standing neatly in the yard. They were all fine. Only the second child was crying hard. Looking at the second child, he was holding a stick in his hand. What else did Ms. Wang not understand?
Duan Yutao's face was covered with tears and snot, and he cried the loudest with his mouth open. Duan Siyu originally stood beside his brother with a pout, staring at his father unconvinced.
When I saw my grandma and my mother coming back, my eyes immediately turned red, and I ran over with a howl, "Grandma! Daddy hit someone! Daddy is so cruel!"
"Wow wow wow wow..."
Duan Siyu howled so sadly that she squeezed out two tears from the corners of her eyes.
Duan Mingjing didn't discipline his children very much on weekdays. He rarely taught his children a lesson. He planned to use his authority as a strict father to make his younger son remember the lesson.
Unexpectedly, my mother rushed back and was caught.
Duan Mingjing immediately dropped the stick in his hand to the ground, walked over on his weak legs, and opened his mouth tremblingly, "Mom, please listen to my explanation!"
Qiao Lan looked at Duan Mingjing with a puzzled expression, "Okay, explain it to me!"
The whole story is very simple.
Duan Mingjing saw several children making a lot of noise in the yard, so he came out to teach them a few words and asked them to go back to school.
The other children responded respectfully, but Duan Yutao was young and a little dissatisfied. He criticized his father a few words, which made Duan Mingjing furious and hit his palms with a stick.
Duan Yutao started crying at the top of his lungs!
Duan Siyu saw her brother being beaten and was frightened and started crying.
Qiao Lan listened to what Duan Mingjing said and what several children said, and felt that this matter should be similar to what Duan Mingjing said.
Although Duan Mingjing was uneducated and unskilled before, at least he has improved a lot in recent years. He can work, support his family, and support himself with his own hands. Even though he doesn't care much about his children, he doesn't show off his authority as an elder.
This time, there are both child issues and fatherhood issues.
Duan Mingjing just stood with his head bowed, waiting for his mother's resignation.
He knew that he was no match for those little brats in his mother's heart! He would admit it even if she wanted to beat or punish them!
"Do you know where you went wrong?" Qiao Lan sighed.
Duan Mingjing nodded, "Mom, my son shouldn't hit Tao'er. He realizes his mistake and won't hit her again."
Mrs. Shang coaxed the two children for a while. Now they were neither crying nor fussing. She followed her mother and looked at her biological father who stood in front of her grandma and bowed her head to admit her mistake.
Hearing what his father said, the light in Duan Yutao's eyes flashed! Will his father stop beating him in the future?
"It's not that you are wrong to spank your child. You are a father and you should educate your child well. If your child does something wrong, you can spank or punish him. It is a matter of course! My wife has no objection!"
"But how can you discipline your children directly? The military books say that you should be polite before fighting. You can't explain the truth to your children first and let them know where they are wrong. If they don't understand, just explain it a few times. If they don't understand, you can't.
Listen, I will never blame you if you teach me a lesson..."
Qiao Lan scolded Duan Mingjing until he lowered his head again and again, and finally replied dully, "My son understands."
Qiao Lan was really anxious when she heard this!
You know shit!
It's very similar to their careless parents. When they were young, they left their children to the elderly to raise, and when they were in school, they left their children to school. They themselves were so busy all day that no one could see them. When something happened to their children, they blamed all the blame.
Turning to the child, complaining that the child does not understand the difficulties of adults, and then complaining about his own parents!