Chapter 744 It’s a Child 9

Meng Li returned home exhausted after finishing his classes. The situation at home was not much different from yesterday, and his days were repeated.

Qi Ma looked at Meng Li, and just as she was about to speak, Meng Li spoke:

"Mom, I'm very tired. Can you take a break and wait for dinner?"

Qi's mother: "I'm tired, I'm tired from studying, but I have to take care of my younger brother and go to work, so I'm not tired."

She rolled her eyes.

Meng Li smiled, feeling a little tired. He walked to Qi's mother, put down his schoolbag, and stood behind the sofa to squeeze her shoulders. Qi's mother twisted uncomfortably, and Meng Li said:

"Mom, of course I know you are tired, so I will give you a squeeze on your shoulders to relax."

"Don't mess with these useless things, aren't you just trying to avoid being lazy?" Qi's mother said.

Meng Li sighed.

I really don’t know how to evaluate Qi’s mother. Qi’s mother is strict and persistent.

If you don't accept your daughter's overtures, but you say you don't love your daughter, that's not true. You probably feel that the family relationship with your child appears from the moment the child is born, and then the family relationship will never die, let alone need to be maintained.

Meng Li let go of his hand and said to Qi Ma in great disappointment:

"Since you don't like me being close to you, forget it."

After saying that, Meng Li entered his room with his schoolbag. His back looked very lonely. Looking at Meng Li's thin back, Qi's mother felt as if she had been stung, but she soon felt nothing.

She stood up, carried the child to Meng Li's room, and put her ear against the door to listen to what was going on inside.

Meng Li said inside:

"Just call me later during dinner. I'll do my homework first."

Qi's mother hummed coldly, looked at her little son in her hands, and rubbed her brows tiredly.

Grandpa looked at Qi's mother, hesitating to speak, and finally said nothing.

After a while, Dad Qi came back, and Grandpa shouted at the door:

"Happy, let's go out to eat."

Meng Li responded, walked out without saying a word and with dull eyes, took the rice bowl to fill the meal, and then sat down to eat in silence.

Anyway, he looked like he was in a bad mood at first glance.

Meng Li thought that someone would ask her what was wrong, but Meng Li really thought too much. The whole process of eating was just the sound of the family talking intermittently, and the little brother's babbling.

Only her grandparents looked at her more.

Good intentions are tiring.

Then Meng Li silently put down the dishes and chopsticks, and returned to the room to do his homework without saying a word. After a while, Qi's mother came over to inspect.

Seeing Meng Li doing his homework obediently, Qi's mother rummaged through Meng Li's schoolbag. Meng Li looked numb and didn't stop her, but Qi's mother seemed to be very satisfied and went out.

Meng Li:

In fact, life is very tiring. It is normal for Qi’s mother and Qi’s father to neglect their children a little because of their second child and life and work. After all, people’s energy is limited and they cannot cover everything.

But as thorough as they are

Strictly speaking, Qi's mother and Qi's father seem to be unqualified for their roles as parents.

Meng Li silently wrote his homework, then took out the locked notebook and took the time to write a diary.

Meng Li wrote very hypocritically in his diary, expressing that he had been indelibly hurt by his parents' neglect.

Meng Li also wrote down many personal experiences of the client.

Communication is very important. She expressed everything that needed to be expressed. If the client's parents still ignored her, Meng Li would be helpless.

After writing a diary, Meng Li locked the diary and hid it between the mattress and the bed board. It seemed very tight, but Meng Li believed that Qi's mother would find it after a while.

In the next few days, Meng Li had an expressionless face all day long, without the energy and spirit that he should have at his age.

At home, Meng Li would do whatever Qi's mother asked Meng Li to do, without resisting or making any noise.

Qi's mother actually felt that something was wrong with her daughter, but she didn't know why. Facing her daughter who was almost as tall as her when she stood up, she couldn't even ask some questions.

It just feels awkward.

Grandpa, on the other hand, kindly asked Meng Li during breakfast:

"I'm glad, are you at school?"

Meng Li nodded:

"Well enough."

"I've seen you unhappy recently. Did you have a conflict with your classmates?" Grandpa asked tentatively.

Meng Li shook his head and had no intention of continuing. Grandpa sighed and asked Meng Li to eat more.

There are always many exams in the third grade of junior high school. When Meng Li arrived at school, he faced another exam.

Meng Li held the test paper, but she didn't expect that one day she would actually sit down to take an exam with a group of people whose average age was under fifteen years old.

Meng Li answered the questions freely. The client's foundation was not bad, so it was normal for him to get high scores.

When Meng Li took the report card back and gave it to Qi’s mother, Qi’s mother finally smiled happily this time and said:

"This is a good grade."

Dad Qi also laughed and said:

"Those tuition fees were not wasted, and my grades have indeed improved."

Qi Ma echoed:

"that is."

Meng Li sighed silently in his heart again, why can he affirm everyone but not his own child?

No matter how good the tutor is, if the students are unwilling to listen, what can be done?

Is it because they never feel that their children are excellent or are they never satisfied, or are they afraid that praising their children will make them proud and complacent?

"But your performance is unstable now. Your performance dropped last time and improved again this time. You should work harder and stabilize it." Dad Qi looked at Meng Li as if he was talking to a leader and an employee.

Meng Li didn't want to talk to Dad Qi anymore, because judging from the past few days, it was useless no matter how much she said.

I talked too much that day and almost got beaten.

She turned and entered her room.

Seeing this, Dad Qi said:

"This child has no manners now. She doesn't even care when I talk to her."

Qi’s mother said:

"I feel like there's something wrong with her lately."

Dad Qi said nonchalantly:

"The kid is fine. He just keeps making faces at home all day long and seems to be in a bad mood."

Grandpa came out with the washed fruits and said to Dad Qi:

"Maybe the child is too tired. The time the child spends studying in a day is longer than the time you spend at work."

Dad Qi said:

"Work harder now so that you won't regret it in the future. She will know how good we are to her in the future."

Grandpa sighed and said no more.

Meng Li wrote a diary in her room, recording today's events, and asked her parents in the diary why they were unwilling to give her some affirmation and encouragement.

Meng Li wrote a thousand-word diary eloquently and started doing homework again. After a while, her door opened, and her grandfather and grandma came in. They talked to Meng Li for a while, and grandma took out a hundred yuan from her body and stuffed it in Meng Li's hand.

Grandma said:

"Awesome, you got good grades again. You're older, and I don't know what you like. Use the money to buy what you like."

Meng Li glanced at the money in his hand. Both his grandparents knew the incentives.

After laughing a bit, he accepted it. Worried that it would affect Meng Li's homework, he said a few words briefly and went out.