Child, I don’t want to be “good for you” everywhere

Wang Xiaobao was at an investment bank that day – a reincarnation allocation bank. \”Stop playing with your phone, it\’s your turn!\” The reincarnation agent patted Xiaobao\’s shoulder and pointed at the big screen, \”Is that squealing girl your lover in the previous life?\” Wang Xiaobao nodded. \”Do you think that snoring man can be your father?\” Wang Xiaobao was a little reluctant and said he wanted to see it again. The agent said that he couldn\’t wait any longer. The woman\’s family did not agree with the marriage and they were anxious to make a meal out of the raw rice. Wang Xiaobao reluctantly agreed and said he would get some transportation and hit the road. The agent said there was no need for it, as they had to take care of the students. Wang Xiaobao said he didn’t want to owe them anything. The agent said: Fart! They owe you! Then Wang Xiaobao was stuffed into a sealed cabin, and the reincarnation agent entered the initial settings of birth date, appearance, IQ, and personality. With a DUANG sound, Wang Xiaobao was reincarnated. On the big screen, Lao Wang gasped: \”Oh, my mom, I\’m so exhausted.\” Then he picked up Mrs. Wang\’s legs, patted her butt, and knocked her inside, for fear that she wouldn\’t be able to plant the seed. Wang Xiaobao successfully implanted, and Lao Wang was so happy all day long: now he was not afraid of his mother-in-law provoking a divorce. I laughed at him for being too low. My motivation for having a baby was much more positive: I wanted to create a new life and grow up with him. Lao Wang immediately made a wonderful comment: hairy buttocks – showing off. He pressed me again and again, so I had no choice but to return from literature and art to ordinary life: I have reached my age, and it cannot be justified not to have children. I have been married for three or four years and still have no children, and my colleagues and friends are asking about it. My family members pressed me even harder, making all kinds of well-intentioned and malicious speculations: asking me whether it was because the equipment was outdated or the technology was backward, why this year’s tadpoles were not working. One time, an intern also made fun of me about this. I said that we had our own plans and we didn’t want it now. He asked us how our relationship was as a couple, and I said we were fine. So he sang a patriotic song to encourage me: \”Fifty-six tadpoles, fifty-six frogs, fifty-six toads croaking. Fifty-six languages, combined into one sentence: Have a baby early, have a baby early ! Have a baby as soon as possible!” I can’t think of a noble motive. Passing on incense, the joy of human relations, or just trying to look normal. But the strange thing is that once you become a parent, you should naturally become a \”creditor\” and have the right to control the life of the daughter-in-law, but you still call it \”for your own good\” – don\’t accept it? Don’t know what is good and what is bad! For example, in my family, my mother had me first, and then Jianguo. When we were very young, she often took us out to meet people and show off our skills. Show off that I can find things and recognize people; show that I can speak well. Everyone admired and praised me, and my mother was very proud. As I grew older, my mother\’s control over Jianguo was reflected in the emotional world. Jianguo fell in love with Niu Niu, but my mother firmly disagreed because Niu Niu was a Tibetan Mastiff Chow Pekingese Chihuahua, and Jianguo had to find a purebred Pomeranian to match her. When my mother pulled Jianguo out of Niuniu\’s body, she said, \”It\’s for your own good.\” Later Jianguo never married. Jianguo\’s greatest skill is to congratulate him on getting rich with his paws and fists. As for me, I still have a long way to go and am sent to various interest classes, where I learn all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. When you see someone, you have to take him out for a walk. What I fear most is the Chinese New Year, and I almost have to prepare a Spring Festival Gala. In the first grade, I got 100% on every exam. My mother wished she could have a display window in the courtyard. Finally one day in the second grade, the golden bodyBroken, I got a score of 97 in the math test, which was so scary. The test paper required parents to see and sign it, so I had to ask my classmates to take me home. My mother signed it in front of my classmates. I was still worried, so I took out a piece of paper and asked my mother to sign it too: \”I won\’t be able to type until my classmates leave.\” Swear, you are a puppy, you are a liar, you are a bastard. My mother signed it – she unilaterally terminated the contract as soon as the classmate left. My mother said while cutting me, \”It\’s not all for your own good.\” The crackling sound of the weapon was mixed with my miserable scream: \”What a fart! I want to divorce you!\” When I was in middle school, I once ranked among the top ten in the exam, the worst in history. When I walked in, I took out my report card and was so angry that I was so angry that my face was livid and I was ready to take the beating. But my mother just sighed, with tears falling down her face, her face filled with grief and despair. The style of painting was wrong, so I was at my wits end and the golden bell fell apart, and I started crying to cope with the situation. Suddenly I felt: disappointment is much worse than scolding. I rushed into the room, took out a knife and cut two incisions on my arm, and I cut again and again for fear of leaving no scars. Is this Mingzhi? It’s more like a confrontation: Stop fucking being nice to me. The affectionate love of parents can actually become a painful experience for their children. When I was in college, I took the time to have a date. My mother praised her for her attractive looks, which made her a seamstress and a painter. She also said that she was not very well-educated and had a lot of ideas… After finishing all the sums, she sighed and concluded: \”Well, as long as our son likes us, we will like him.\” .\” Leave yourself clean. Finally, I was disturbed. My mother said sincerely, \”I\’m doing this for your own good.\” We borrow money from our parents to run our lives, and of course the investors can participate in the decision-making: it can be a gentle scolding, it can be hysterical disappointment, it can be a calm comment. Many years later, when I was trying to make a living in Singapore, I had no peace of mind. When calling home, my mother would inevitably brag to me about the inspiring stories of other people’s kids who were awesome: My dad’s comrade’s neighbor’s son-in-law is at NASA in the United States, and my third uncle’s class teacher’s second daughter-in-law is from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and they all sound awesome. I suddenly received a \”gourd enlightenment\”: In fact, through five or six connections, it is not surprising that she climbed up to Hawking. How can I end my struggle? Of course, I’m not too bad. My mother will post some photos of me attending official events in her circle of friends to prove her educational achievements. There are many celebrities who like it: the Four Diamonds of Tai Chi, the Five Golden Flowers of the Neighborhood Committee, the Thirteen Hairpins of Square Dance… During the Spring Festival this year, Mu Zi is 9 months old. My mother came, not to celebrate the New Year, but to supervise early childhood education. I teach 1, 2, and 3 in the morning, ABC in the afternoon, and I also teach left and right at every opportunity during breastfeeding. Muzi\’s seven orifices opened and six of them were unavailable. My mother lowered the difficulty and taught him to call daddy. After three days of round-the-clock bombing, the little thing finally called daddy to the door in a straight voice on the morning of the second day of junior high school. It happened that Lao Wang came to pay New Year\’s greetings, and he caught her in one breath: \”My dear, you are so sensible. I can\’t hide anything from you.\” My mother asked Wang Xiaobao if he could call me daddy. Lao Wang said yes, and as soon as he went out, he shouted all over the street. Men, women, old and young were flat. Mao beasts recognize their father without distinction. In the evening, my mother criticized me for delaying the child for too long, saying that I knew everything by the time I was this old. When I talk about teaching children, it’s not about comparison. She said that when raising children, of course you have to defend yourself. He also said that you must not follow Lao Wang, that stupid \”deer\”There were some gangsters living next door to my house back then, so she moved. – It’s such a shame, I didn’t become Mencius. My mother also said that she would take her children back to China for education, saying that early childhood education in China was very developed. It was also for Muzi\’s own good. I argued with reason: I brought Muzi to the human world for my own happiness as a human being, and now it\’s my turn to repay him the happiness of parenthood! I don\’t need him to earn face for me. My mother was not convinced: \”You I have learned everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child. If I hadn’t learned it early, how could you be where you are today! \”I said those things made me sick, and later I didn\’t want to touch them: the piano, I can only play the piano; chess, no matter who I play with now, I feel like I have met an alpha dog; books, I am a tortoise and a writing tortoise. Recognize; paint. I painted a portrait of my wife and almost got divorced. \”Things without conscience are not for your own good!\” My mother was angry, \”You have the nerve to tell me how much money I spent on you…and my hard work!\” \”It\’s much more respectable to add. \”Just because you put in the effort, I still have to listen to you brag about other people\’s sons when I go home for the New Year. You are awesome at home and are obedient at home. You yell at your wife and obey your mother. Are you expecting a job? Return on investment? \”I said what I had suppressed for many years: \”I would rather be like an ordinary child, go home and drink two glasses of old wine with my dad, and play two rounds of mahjong with my mom. The greatest happiness for children should be to stay with their parents! \”I am a bad debtor, and I don\’t intend to be a creditor anymore. To Muzi, I don\’t want to be \”good for you\” everywhere, I just want to be a father with clear boundaries and who can talk to each other on an equal footing, because: 1) Love: He loves I am better than all \”filial piety\”, and feelings are more reliable than indoctrination. War movies from DreamWorks are much better than those from Bayi Factory, right? 2) Le: Success is used to consume happiness. He succeeds, I am proud, and take credit It has nothing to do with him; he is ordinary, so we will be happy ordinary people. When we have time, we will go for a walk together, and go to the poorest places; when we have nothing to do, we will sit in a daze together and watch the clouds rise… just one person, the poet can pretend, and the two men can pretend too! 3 ) En: If we say we are kind, then our children should be kind to us. We want children with all kinds of impure motives and all kinds of obscene means. Let them come into this world confused, how can we be embarrassed to let them carry our values?