Rain beats on the banana leaves, and I can't sleep all night.
"Awake..."
Si Yajing's biological clock has always been very punctual. She would wake up at 6:30 every day. She subconsciously asked, "What time is it?"
"It's past seven o'clock, still early..."
Si Yajing suddenly sat up and said anxiously, "Tutu has to go to kindergarten at 8 o'clock..."
Nothing is bigger than a child's studies, let alone such a small matter as feeding. Wen Liang stopped talking immediately and drove home with Si Yajing. Wen Liang stayed in the car when they arrived downstairs of the community. He couldn't give anyone a handle so early in the morning. Si Yajing went upstairs by herself. Half an hour later, Tutu, who was dressed like a little princess, followed her downstairs with a pouty mouth. Her two chubby hands kept rubbing her eyes, yawning and muttering something, looking reluctant.
Wen Liang opened the car door and stood by the road with a smile on his face. Before he could say anything, Tutu's eyes lit up and she ran over to him, hugged his legs, tilted her little face up, and begged with tears in her big, touching eyes, "Dad, please marry me!"
Wen Liang was shocked. What was going on? Just as he was about to ask for clarification, Si Yajing came over with a cold face and said, "Even if you get married today, you have to report to the kindergarten first!"
Tutu pulled a face and said, "Stinky mom, bad mom!"
Wen Liang was both amused and confused. It turned out that she wanted to skip school. Nowadays, little Lolita girls are really amazing. They would rather find someone to marry just to avoid going to kindergarten. They are really cruel.
"Then Tutu, tell daddy why you don't want to go to kindergarten?" Anyway, the child refused to change his words, so when no one was around, Wen Liang just called himself dad.
"There are bad guys in the kindergarten!"
"Hmm?" Wen Liang slowly squatted down and asked softly, "What kind of bad guy is he?"
Si Yajing glared at Tutu and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense. She just doesn't want to go to school and made up some excuses. Let's go quickly or we'll be late."
Tutu pouted even higher and said, "Stinky mother, bad mother!"
"Don't worry, let's listen to what the child says." Wen Liang stared into Tutu's eyes, which were so pure that there was not a trace of impurities. He said, "Tutu, tell daddy who the bad guy is and what he did. No matter what, you can tell daddy. It doesn't matter!"
"Those teachers would beat people up, they wouldn't let us eat, they took off Little Cookie's clothes, and stood at the door, cold..."
Tutu was still young, and her speech was unclear and incoherent, but Wen Liang understood what she meant in an instant. His face became sterner than ever before, and he stood up and said to Si Yajing, "Don't go to kindergarten today!"
Si Yajing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "You didn't take her words seriously, did you? What does a little kid know? Besides, I've seen those girls in the kindergarten. They are quiet and gentle, and they don't have any grudges against them. Who would be so cruel to a child? Tutu, quickly apologize to your brother. If you lie again, mom and brother won't like you anymore."
Tutu snorted and turned his head away stubbornly, not even looking at his mother, but secretly paying attention to Wenliang's expression. His little face was full of hope: he hoped that his father was wiser than his mother and would not wrongly accuse poor Tutu.
Actually, it is not Si Yajing's fault. In those days, there was no powerful Internet media like in later generations. Many news were often eliminated in the bud before they spread. Therefore, people were more assured about places like kindergartens, but forgot the most philosophical saying from ancient times to the present:
Wherever there are people, there is sin!
Especially for Wen Liang, who had heard too many tragic stories of child abuse in later generations, he would not let Tutu take the risk even if there was a one in ten thousand chance. He would rather believe it and minimize the risk.
Wen Liang did not alarm Zuo Yuxi, but called Liu Tianlai directly. In less than an hour, the private kindergarten named Little Red Flower was ordered to suspend business for rectification. At the same time, all the school staff, including the boss, were taken back to the bureau for questioning. The teachers involved said they were kindergarten teachers, but in fact they were just a few girls who graduated from junior high school and high school and had no teaching qualifications at all. Of course, this is not the point. Not to mention private kindergartens, even public kindergartens and kindergartens within various institutions have few kindergarten teacher certificates.
Logically speaking, there was no mandatory practice of installing cameras in kindergartens at that time. There was no surveillance video, the children were not clear in their speech, and there were no obvious scars on their bodies. As long as a few teachers denied it, it would be difficult to obtain evidence. But who was Liu Tianlai? He could make three pounds of sugar from dried sugarcane, so it was no problem for him to deal with a few little girls.
By noon, several girls had confessed. They were slapped, pinched, and deprived of food and water. The worst punishment was that one of the boys was stripped naked and stood for an hour in the freezing weather. This was what Tutu called a "little cookie." When asked why, the girls, who were only 18 years old at first, said they found the kids annoying, but later found them fun.
It leaves one speechless!
These people were finally detained for 15 days, and their parents were called in for a warning and they were required to bear the corresponding compensation liability. Because there is no suitable law in China to sentence such a thing, and Tutu is usually well-behaved and smart, and has never been physically punished, Wen Liang did not pursue the matter. But the owner of the kindergarten was unlucky. Not only did he lose his business, he was also ordered to pay 5,000 yuan for each child who was injured. He almost hanged himself because he lost nearly 50,000 yuan.
Let's not talk about these later stories. When Liu Tianlai called Wen Liang and told him the news that several girls had confessed, Si Yajing's eyes suddenly turned red. She didn't care that Tutu was right in front of her. She leaned close to Wen Liang, leaned on his shoulder and couldn't help sobbing.
"It's mom's fault, Tutu, hit me so I won't trust you again!"
After divorcing the man whose name she felt disgusted by, Tutu became almost her only spiritual support. It can be said that apart from Wenliang, her life existed for Tutu. If her daughter was really hurt because of her indifference and carelessness, she would never forgive herself even if she died.
"Okay, it's okay, it's all over, don't worry, and don't blame yourself. In fact, it's all my fault. I didn't care enough about you and your daughter. Let me arrange Tutu's schooling. Let him go to the Municipal Experimental Kindergarten so that he can adapt as soon as possible. He has to go to the Experimental Kindergarten anyway, so it's a good opportunity to integrate into that environment as soon as possible."
Because of her divorce from Pan Guofei, Si Yajing not only sold the house in the staff building of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, but Tutu also had no way to stay in the original kindergarten, which was built by the Post and Telecommunications Bureau. Although the unit was not so ruthless, people's words were scary, so it was better to leave.
Later, they found the Little Red Flower Kindergarten because it was close to the residential area where Si Yajing's parents lived, making it convenient for the elderly to pick up and drop off the children, and the school conditions were also acceptable in the local area. Who could have thought that such a terrible thing would happen
Si Yajing had no objection to Wen Liang's arrangement to go to the experimental kindergarten. It was not easy to get into the experimental kindergarten, but with Wen Liang there, she didn't have to worry at all. She raised her head with red eyes, but she could not hide the gratitude and affection hidden in her.
Wen Liang gently stroked her long hair, lowered his head and smiled at Tutu, "Mom asked you to hit her. I know Tutu is reluctant to do so, but if we don't hit her, our Tutu will be angry again, so this difficult task will be handed over to Dad, okay?"
Tutu blinked his eyes, thought about it seriously, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, Daddy is the best! But Daddy can only hit Mommy gently, don't hit her too hard, or it will hurt Tutu too."
Wen Liang laughed loudly and said, "Did you hear me? I am executing you by order. Do not resist!"
(Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens.
The holy spring of thy music rushes forward, breaking through all the rocks that stand in its way.
My heart longs to sing with you, but I can't make a sound. I want to speak, but words can't make a song. I call
Oh, you have made my heart a prisoner in the vast net of your music, my master!
Please allow me to slack off for a while and sit beside you. I will finish the work at hand later.
Without your presence, my heart knows no peace or repose, and my work becomes an endless sea of toil.
Endless toil in the.
Today the heat of summer comes to my window and whispers: the bees are singing in the palace of flowers.
This is the time to sit quietly, facing you, singing the song of life in this silence and endless leisure.
Pick this flower and take it away without delay! I am afraid it will wither and fall into the dust.
I received an invitation to the world's festival, my life was blessed. My eyes saw beautiful sights, my
The ears also heard intoxicating music.
My task at this banquet was to play music, and I did my best.
Now, I ask, has the time finally come when I can go in and see your face and offer my silent respect
Is it a gift
My task at this banquet was to play music, and I did my best.
Now, I ask, has the time finally come when I can go in and see your face and offer my silent respect
Is it a gift
My task at this banquet was to play music, and I did my best.
Now, I ask, has the time finally come when I can go in and see your face and offer my silent respect
At this banquet, my task was to play music, and I did my best.
Now, I ask, has the time finally come when I can go in and see your face and offer my silent respect
Is it a gift? (To be continued)