Tech overlords start with a baby

Chapter 29 Teething Sticks

"If you encounter any difficulties, remember to send a message to tell me. Don't be afraid that I will dislike the trouble. I am your counselor."

"Each class is designed with counselors, not only to help you solve problems in your studies, but also to care about your life. University is different from high school. We care more about adults instead of grades. ."

In the office, Li Na posts whatever comes to her mind. For the student Mo Jingchun, Li Na's biggest expectation is not what achievements Mo Jingchun can achieve during his four years of college, and how much honor he can win for the school, the only expectation is to see it. Four years later, Mo Jingchun can successfully graduate with a four-year-old candy. It's that simple.

However, this is not a challenge for Li Na, who has only two years of experience as a counselor.

Now Mo Jingchun's younger sister Candy is less than a year old and can't walk or run. As long as someone hugs and accompanies her, she is very good.

In another year or two, when the little guy grows up and can run and jump, that time will be the most troublesome time. After all, it is the nature of children to love to move.

At that time, will the lively and active little guy really be willing to sit quietly in the classroom with his brother Mo Jingchun all day long?

Most likely not.

Li Na, who was still quite happy at first, became worried again when she thought about the problems she was about to face in the next year and the next year.

ding dong~

"Got it, Sister Na. I'm really in trouble, I'll definitely be the first to look for you. Haha"

Seeing Mo Jingchun's reply to the WeChat message, Li Na smiled a little more. It's not scary to have a problem. She is afraid that the student obviously has a problem, but she will not find her as a counselor. In the end, the problem will not be solved. When a problem arises, it is too late.

Especially every year when the third-year students are about to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and when the postgraduate entrance examination is over, it is the busiest time for all college counselors in the country, and it is also the most prone to insomnia.

Even if this is Beijing University, it is the same. You must know that although the students of Beijing University are better than the vast majority of college students, when it comes to postgraduate entrance examinations, who would be willing to go down?

Would a Beijing University student be willing to go to an ordinary university for postgraduate study?

It is undeniable that there may be, but 99% of Peking University students would rather be employed after graduation than choose such a path.

Psychological problems, in this rapidly developing fast-paced society, have become a very serious problem.

It's good to be able to find it in time, but I'm afraid that by the time it is found, it will be too late.

After class this afternoon, Mo Jingchun took out his mobile phone that had been set to silent mode, and saw that there were several missed calls and several WeChat messages.

Mo Jingchun, who was a little uneasy in his heart, didn't have time to pack up his textbooks, and hurriedly checked who was calling.

When he saw that the missed calls were all from the same person, Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time a smile appeared on his face.

Without him, just because the missed calls displayed in red were all from the grandfather who Mo Jingchun noted as "Old Naughty Boy".

When I opened the WeChat message, as expected, it was sent by my uncle. Judging from the message records, every few minutes, I asked why I didn't answer the phone.

Mo Jingchun's grandfather is old and can't use a smart phone. He still uses an elderly cell phone with very loud buttons and loud speakers. Not only that, but the elderly cell phone is given when the phone is charged. , Mo Jingchun's foreign partner has been working for two or three years.

Mo Jingchun pressed the voice button and said into the phone's microphone:
"Uncle, I was still in class just now, and I just finished class. Before get out of class, my phone was muted."

"I'll make a video call when I get back to the dormitory later."

After sending the two voice messages, Mo Jingchun sat on his lap with his sister in one hand, and packed the items on the table with the other.

Mo Jingchun is like this. When chatting with different people on WeChat, he will choose different reply methods. When communicating with the older generation of people on WeChat, Mo Jingchun usually uses voice to reply, and chats with the younger generation. Basically text.

Mo Jingchun, who was walking on the campus path with her sister in her arms, recently found a new role for the schoolbag strap, that is, it can be used to borrow strength when holding her sister's candy.

Back in the bedroom, Mo Jingchun put down his backpack and canvas bag, walked to the living room with his sister, sat on the sofa, and called his uncle Zhou Xing's WeChat video call.

Speaking of which, since my grandmother passed away, my grandfather has been living at my uncle's house and never at my younger uncle's house. As for why this happened, Mo Jingchun really doesn't know. When his mother was alive, he never talked to Mo Jingchun. over this.

Mo Jingchun didn't understand. Logically speaking, the eldest uncle's family and the younger uncle's family should take turns taking care of the grandfather, but this was not the case at all.

Of course, what made Mo Jingchun incomprehensible the most was that at this time, the aunt had never complained in front of others.

You know, it's not without reason that Mo Jingchun marked his grandfather's phone as an old urchin.

The old man, the age is already there. When I was young, I was overworked and fell ill. In addition, when I got older, all kinds of major and minor illnesses came to my body. The old man's body was not very good. When he was around, Mo Jingchun saw that his grandfather had only walked for a short distance, and he gasped for breath, feeling that he couldn't catch his breath.

But I still like that puff of cigarettes, the kind of tobacco that was grown by myself in the previous era, and the cigarette holder is also made by myself with bamboo roots.

Knowing that he is not in good health, you let him rest at home, or go out to play, but he has to go to work, and then it becomes a hospitalization for injections. Repeatedly, it is useless.

The prompt tone of the video connection brought Mo Jingchun's thoughts back with a hand. On the screen of the mobile phone, a big face close to the uncle Zhou Xing also appeared.

"get out of class has ended?"

"Well, just got back to the dormitory."

Mo Jingchun leaned his mobile phone against the coffee table and photographed the figure of his sister Candy in his arms.

"Candy, do you miss uncle?"

"Oh, where are you looking, little guy, I'm here."

Seeing the candy, Mo Jingchun's uncle Zhou Xing's originally dull face was now blooming with a smile.

"Did your brother take good care of you? He didn't take good care of you. When you come back during the Chinese New Year, uncle will help you beat him."

Zhou Xing was talking to himself in addition to the candy who could shout "Guo Guo", but Mo Jingchun's mouth twitched.

The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat, why do you have to smoke him?

After playing with the candy for a while, Zhou Xing looked at Mo Jingchun and said to Mo Jingchun, "Your grandfather has nothing to do again, so he made a prickly pear tree molar stick for the candy. Now that it's done, he has to send it to you by express. , he will call you this afternoon."

"Tell him yourself."

(End of this chapter)