Children win with eggs all over the streets,

The earthworms were everywhere after the rain.

The entrance silk sweet bee lingering,

The fragrance of locust flowers spreads across the mountains.

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For some reason, thunder sounded on the ground. People around them poked their heads out of their houses.

"Wuwuwu, you...wuwuwu... you bully people!" But it turned out that the child was crying loudly, and his body was covered with dust when he sat on the ground.

The child had bits of cooked eggs on his hands and clothes. He cried and sobbed, "My mother..."

"Obviously my eggs are...wow..."

After a while, a young woman walked over quickly, picked up the child, and patted her on her butt a few times.

"Do you know how shameless? Do you know how shameless?" The mother did not complain about the "culprit" standing beside her, but instead talked about her own child, "It's just a game, happy, why are you crying?"

Obviously, the child was so upset that he cried even louder, “Woooooooooo…”

"It's him... it's him who can't afford to lose, trip... wuwu..."

Seeing this, the mother didn't say anything anymore. She hugged the child and rubbed her child's hair with one hand, allowing him to bury his head on his shoulder and sobbed. Her clothes were wet with snot and tears.

Then the mother lowered her head slightly and said softly to the child who tripped over her child, "Go to play first, be careful in the future, don't hit others."

He took his child back to the house and coaxed him for a long time. After finally coaxing the child to calm down, he stopped crying. When the child heard that the egg fight outside had already been called the "Egg King", he burst into tears again.

Meng Jiuzhou and Lixia watched the whole story in the clouds. Jiuzhou frowned slightly and spoke in confusion, "Brother Lixia, why do you think sometimes even though their children were wronged, but their parents did not lose their temper with other children, which made their children feel very uncomfortable?"

Lixia thought for a while and spoke slowly, "Although we gods don't understand people's emotions very much, I have seen many parents' different ways of dealing with them over the years."

"Some children's parents will choose to make a big fuss with each other's children and parents, which will eventually make both sides unhappy and have not played any role."

"Some parents would rather their children be wronged and forgive the other children. In the end, they would keep their children away from those bullying children, and avoid similar things happening again."

"But..." Jiuzhou wanted to ask something, and then he heard the mother talking to her child earnestly.

"Child, it's not that the mother doesn't look at you. If the mother quarrels with him, it's meaningless. Stay away from the kind of children who bully others. You can avoid being hurt again."

"Besides, mothers have no position to criticize other people's children, so they have to take you away from there. They can prevent you from rolling around and crying and making it look like you are very ignorant."

Jiuzhou thought about it and felt that what this mother said was very reasonable. Of course, this is not because Jiuzhou is ignorant. He is really busy with work and Jiuzhou is kind to others, so there are few disputes that need to be resolved by his parents.

"Jiuzhou, I'm leaving. The locust tree behind the village is full of flowers. I'll take you to taste it." Lixia saw that Jiuzhou was immersed in thinking again, so she called out.

"Well? OK, OK, the locust flowers are sweet and delicious." Jiuzhou said, smiling. "When my mother took me to the place where she taught in the countryside, there were two tall locust trees at the entrance of the village, full of locust flowers, like bunches of grapes, and bunches of small wind chimes."

"The locust flowers were blown by the wind, making waves of rustling sounds, and the fragrance spread throughout the mountain village."

"The students there were as pure and simple as locust flowers. My mother said that when she was giving lectures, their eyes for knowledge were so sincere."

"My mother told me at that time, 'You must cherish the educational conditions you have received. The thirst for knowledge is beyond your reach. If knowledge is the sweetness of locust flowers, they are the hardworking bees who long for locust flowers and cultivate in the sea of ​​knowledge.' So I always remember what my mother said." Jiuzhou walked towards the mountains in front of the fragrance of locust flowers and the beginning of summer, while telling the fate between himself and the locust flowers.

"From then on, even when I was no longer interested in learning, I would remember what my mother said, cherish what I had, and be able to become a glorious teacher like my mother in the future, so that young students in remote mountainous areas can get better learning conditions."

The dream of Jiuzhou is integrated into the fragrance of locust flowers, and it dissipates with the heat waves of early summer, sending it to the distance and future.
Chapter completed!