Lu Chongshan looked at his eldest son who looked like an ice sculpture, and then at his wife and youngest son who were hugging him and crying. He was really worried. "Stop crying, both of you! What are you doing? Xiaobao is fine! Didn't the doctor say that it's just the indigestion caused by depression?"
Madam Lu was anxious. "What do you mean it's not a big deal? It's not a big deal even though he's depressed? Xiaobao's autism has just been cured, what if he gets depression again!"
"How can it be so serious? How can a child suffer from depression..."
At this time, Xiaobao's door opened, and Qin Mufeng walked out of the room. He coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Lu, from a medical point of view, children can also suffer from depression, and according to Xiaobao's situation, there are indeed some signs."
"Just listen! You must believe what the doctor says!"
Lu Chongshan looked solemn and said in a deep voice, "Can we find a girl who is similar in shape and appearance to that woman to accompany Xiaobao? Isn't there a word called transference in psychology?"
"Well..." Qin Mufeng didn't want to say it too bluntly and was considering his words.
Lu Jingli didn't have so many concerns and replied directly, "Dad, Xiaobao is just introverted, not mentally retarded. You are going too far in fooling him!"
"Come here, you little brat! I'm going to beat you to death!" Lu Chongshan was choked several times and was so angry that he was about to chase him and beat him, but Lu Tingxiao raised his hand to block him.
Seeing this, Lu Jingli was so moved that he almost cried. Aww! His brother actually protected him!
"You two brothers really want to piss me off to death, don't you?"
"Alright, alright, what are you arguing about! So loud! Don't scare Xiaobao!" Madam Lu quickly came out to smooth things over, "Tingxiao, go in and see Xiaobao and try to persuade him!"
In the room, Xiaobao was indeed as well behaved as the old lady said.
When Lu Tingxiao entered, the little guy was holding a cup and taking medicine and drinking water by himself.
How could Lu Tingxiao be someone who could persuade others? His cold expression didn't even change. He just mechanically said, "Everyone has their own life and choices. Excessive attachment will only be a burden. You should learn to let go."
The expression and tone seemed to be saying "My condolences."
Xiaobao looked dazed, as if he didn't understand what his father said for a moment. After a while, his big eyes were filled with sadness...
Madam Lu was immediately very anxious. "I asked you to comfort someone. Why are you talking to a five-year-old child about such a profound truth?"
After saying that, he held his forehead and sighed, "I'm really confused. What's the point of asking this wooden stake to come back! It's better not to come back! It makes Xiaobao even more sad! Jingli, be good, come here and try!"
“Ah? Let me do it!” Lu Jingli scratched his head and walked over, saying softly, “Xiaobao, can Second Uncle sing a song for you? Ahem, Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers, seven flowers on one vine, not afraid of wind or rain, la la la la la…”
The next second, Xiaobao's dull eyes quickly became wet, and tears rolled down...
Madam Lu was heartbroken and she was so angry that she hit Lu Jingli on the back, "You bastard! What kind of song did you sing to make Xiaobao cry!"
Lu Jingli died unjustly, "Damn it! Is this my fault? Such a cheerful song! He used to like to listen to his Aunt Xiaoxi singing it the most! Uh... Well, it seems that he shouldn't sing this song..."