Chapter 14

Did you hear the little milk bag say to find a man just now?

The little milk bag raised his head and solemnly repeated, "I said... How can I rest assured that you can't take care of yourself? I think you should find a man."

"Ha, what man are you looking for? Let's depend on each other. It's good."

"No, you can't delay your happiness for me. You're still young, Mommy." xiaonaibao said formally, which almost made Shen Xinbai laugh.

She touched her son's head and smiled: "don't think about it. Ha, it's late. Go to bed."

"Mommy, are you thirsty? I'll get you water to drink?" the little milk bag still seems worried.

"No, go to bed, my little ancestor. There will be class tomorrow."

When Shen Xinbai said this, xiaonaibao was relieved, and then the mother and son went to bed.

Xiaonaibao is six years old. It is already a large class in kindergarten. It will be a preschool class next semester.

Shen Xinbai has long wanted to exercise him to sleep in a room alone, but once, after she tentatively asked the meaning of the small milk bag.

The little milk bag's answer shocked and distressed her. She simply never mentioned it again.

That's what she asked

"Baby, do you think there will be any problem if you sleep alone?"

The little milk bag thought for a moment and replied seriously, "there's a problem."

"What's the problem?" Shen Xinbai wondered.

"If I sleep alone, I won't trust Mommy, because Mommy always has nightmares. I'm by your side and can wake you up when you have nightmares."

After hearing this sentence, Shen Xinbai almost shed tears

Since the incident six years ago, she really often had nightmares. Many times, when she woke up from the nightmares, she was at a loss.

Only when you see your son can you calm that mood

Xiaonaibao didn't want to sleep alone because of himself?

Such a warm little man, how could she be willing to ask him to sleep in another room?

Therefore, Shen Xinbai decided to formally sleep separately from him when xiaonaibao went to preschool next year.

Now let her mother hold her son in luxury for a year and enjoy the happy time of mother and son.

The next morning.

After the mother and son had breakfast, Shen Xinbai drove his son out because it was a weekend and there was no need to go to kindergarten.

But Shen Xinbai signed up for his son's interest and hobby class. At the beginning, he respected his son's intention and chose the piano.

Shen Zhiyao is very young, but he has already played very well. He is very skilled. Even the piano teacher says he is very talented.

She just wanted to go back to the company to check what happened that day, but she accidentally received a call from her son's head teacher.

In the cafe.

"Ms. Shen, I'm here today to talk to you about your son Shen Zhiyao." the gentle female teacher's tone is extremely soft. Shen Xinbai has contacted her several times and said something from her son's mouth. It seems that the teacher is very good and has a very good reputation. The children like her very much.

"Yes, Miss Sun, please."

"I think... Shake the child... There is something wrong with his character?" Miss Sun thought and spoke slowly.

Shen Xinbai thought hard and then asked, "I don't quite understand what you mean... Did my son make trouble at school?"

"No, he is very good, but he is too good, so... There are defects in his character."

"Defect in character?" Shen Xinbai frowned slightly after hearing this sentence.

Mr. Sun nodded: "Yes, believe me, I won't make random guesses. Before I taught in kindergarten, I was an international child care expert, majoring in psychology. I know children's psychology very well. My performance in kindergarten is not normal with ordinary children. If this goes on, I'm worried... He will become more and more paranoid, so I want to communicate with you and see if we can find one The solution. "

"Mr. Sun, I still don't quite understand what you mean. Can you tell me what my son does in kindergarten?" Shen Xinbai can't believe that his obedient, clever and sensible son has personality defects? What a terrible thing.

Mr. Sun held his spectacle frame and spoke slowly: "Well, when he was at school, he didn't like too much contact with other children. He wasn't very interested in collective activities in the class. He usually stayed alone. I asked his art teacher that some of his paintings were very lonely. For example, when other children painted the forest and the sun, he only painted a tree, and it was violent In the wind and rain, there are dead trees whose leaves have been blown off. From our psychological point of view, such paintings have a negative attitude towards life, no hope, no vision for the future, and even... No sense of security. "

"How could this happen?"

After listening to Mr. Sun's words, Shen Xinbai had mixed feelings for a time... His heart became heavy.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Shen, can I ask if you and your husband didn't live together? Or divorced?" Mr. Sun taught Shen Zhiyao for more than a year and held many parent meetings, but he never saw the child's father appear, so he made a bold guess