It's impossible to hit a child any more. The little boy's father is emotionally upset.

After being disturbed by Mr. Kang in this way, the irritability disappeared. In addition to the teacher's persuasion, the little boy wore his red skirt and didn't have to go to the stage.

President Kang turned his head, sighed, moved a small school stool, sat down in a corner where no one was, and looked at the lively kindergarten.

What happened just now was just a small episode. The children still performed happily on stage, and the parents held up their mobile phones to shoot.

A small episode will not prevent the whole thing from going forward. The children on the stage are still jumping, and they are not a professional dancing team. The lack of a child does not have much impact on them.

Mr. Kang watched the children jumping on the stage in a daze.

A piece of chocolate wrapped in pink wrapping paper suddenly appeared in front of him. Mr. Kang turned his head and saw the little fat boy in a red skirt sitting next to him.

Mr. Kang really wants to smoke at the moment. There is no smoke, and chocolate is fine.

He took it. This chocolate is not bad, the kind Mr. Kang often ate when he was a child.

The little boy also took a chocolate from his arms and began to eat it.

A little boy in a red dress sits next to a little boy in a pink dress with a chocolate wrapped in his mouth. The two children look at the children dancing on the stage together.

The chocolate is an expensive imported chocolate, silky and soft, and it melts in a while.

After Mr. Kang finished eating, he sighed, and said to the kid next to him: "Don't listen to them. You don't need to face things you don't want to face."

The little boy in the red skirt showed firmness on his chubby face and nodded: "I listen to you."

Kang Yue is very famous in the kindergarten. He is so good, he can talk to adults, every time he can say nothing to the adults, and he has a very good relationship with Teacher Little Parrot.

Kang Kang is the most enviable kid in the kindergarten.

The little boy felt that everything he said was right.

"Mistakes themselves are not terrible. What is terrible is that they can't hide their mistakes." The more Mr. Kang thinks about it, the more he feels this truth.

Why do we have to face this matter? Is there any benefit in speaking out? Everyone is not happy, it's the best way to look like this.

The big dad will not feel that he has been deceived, but will only feel that he has established a relationship with an unfamiliar child. When they change their identities, the relationship will remain the same.

The violent mother does not need to know. She is busy preparing for the performance now. It is suitable to know that her son has become a parrot, and it is not suitable to know that her current son is the person who wants to put on the sack most.

He has only one responsibility, to hide this matter and protect everyone's feelings.

Not everything has to be faced, it has nothing to do with courage.

After the little boy ate a chocolate, he ate a second one, his eyes still looking at the children on the stage.

President Kang turned his head, and there was nothing hidden in the child's eyes.

He actually wanted to perform.

In fact, everyone has been preparing for the entire art performance for almost a month, a whole month.

The children on the stage were jumping around, even if it was just rehearsing, the parents off the stage clapped their palms very powerfully, and the air was filled with joy.

The little fat man ate another chocolate: "I don't want to perform."

Mr. Kang looked at the kid. He was different from this kid. The kid only felt that it was shameful to be laughed at by mom and dad while wearing a skirt.

This little thing is just a dust in the eyes of adults, but it falls on a child and it is enough to make him unable to lift his head.

That's because he is a child, he can only see so much, unlike him, he can see the whole thing is not worth mentioning.

In fact, even if you wear a skirt to perform, it is not that scary.

One day, when an adult recalls kindergarten, he will remember--

That day, he was wearing a skirt and was laughed at by his parents. Dad slapped him. Then he cried and refused to perform on stage. He didn't need to be on stage anymore.

Just like an adult who grew up, recalling his kindergarten--

On that day, the classmates asked him why he only talked about the housekeeper in everything. He irritably pushed the classmate there, and then went home without going to kindergarten anymore.

The child turned his head, looked at the little fat man next to him, and sighed: "I really hate such a mature me."

After the child complained to himself, he said: "Go and dance with the classmates, otherwise you will remember this thing in your life."

The little fat man hesitated, not willing.

Mr. Kang was a little angry: "Hurry up! I'll hit you if I don't go!"

The little boy was stunned and could only run to the stage.

A small red flower on the stage does not seem to have much effect.

But Mr. Kang in the audience knew that it was different, it was different.

When the children came down, they did not have the slightest reluctance to come down with other children, nor did they have the bitterness and bitterness when they went up.

He understands this feeling.

Because he had experienced it, he originally resisted wearing skirts, because wearing skirts meant shame for him. It meant returning to his childhood, that kind of loneliness, kind of shame, kind of standing in the center of the huge world, The fragility of being alone.

But when he put on the skirt for the second time, he began to realize that the pain and shame were only one side, and there were multiple aspects to one thing. He only experienced one side and felt painful, and then resisted the next experience.

Just like a kindergarten, he only felt that the kindergarten made him uncomfortable when he was young.

The big dad was sitting outside in the parent area, but his child never came out, so he came in and saw his child sitting in the corner when he came in.

"Baby?"

Mr. Kang sighed, turned his head, and said, "Dad, I just did something very mature."

"Um?"

"I persuaded a child to wear a skirt to dance and face the fear in his heart." The child sighed quietly.

Yue Qin said, "Did he find that this was just a small matter after he went up?"

President Kang looked at the little fat guy who was celebrating with his classmates over there, and nodded.

"Life is like this, imagined difficulties are always more serious than actual ones."

"Actually, you can solve every difficulty in this world. Your grandfather often tells me that God won't put things you can't solve in front of you unless you don't solve them." Yue Qin said: "But if you don't solve that problem, you will always follow you."

Mr. Kang lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't God give me my parents? Is it because he thinks I can solve this problem too? Then he really values ​​me too much."

Yue Qin was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that the situation of the kid and him were different.

The child lowered his head and couldn't see his expression. The cheap petals on his head were drooping, very pitiful.

Yue Qin patted the elder son's shoulder comfortingly: "Dad made a mistake. Some things cannot be solved, so let's not solve them. Life still has to go on. Let's pay attention to some happier things."

"At noon, Dad will go home and give you fried hemp balls?"

The child raised his head, thought for a while, and asked: "Dad, if I were the person you hated the most, would you still blow up the hemp ball?"

Yue Qin looked at the child in front of him, and he felt that he was not his own brother. Although he loved acting, he could never act out this kind of child's psychology. Other people, Yue Qin had nothing to hate.

"...You called me my father for two months." Yue Qin said, "I won't suffer."

"You looked at me with this kind of contempt again!" Yue Qin said as he said, he found that his son's gaze had changed again, and couldn't help but remind him.

"I can't help it anymore. You guys are so cheating. I just called mom and dad, but you have to be responsible for my food, shelter, and transportation, and you have to pay for my kindergarten. Who do you think is the one who loses? Mr. Kang looked at his father and reminded him.

This is the ugly face of capitalists.

Every capitalist shouted very nicely, and then squeezed every drop of value from the workers.