mother chick is crazy

Chapter 20 The Pride and Fragility of an Old Mother

Wen Yashu, who was dragged to the casual dining area by Yi Rui, asked in confusion: "Why don't you listen? I think it's very interesting."

Yi Rui picked up the cup on her own, poured a cup of fresh flower and fruit tea, and handed it to Wen Yashu.I took another small cookie and a pink macaron, poured a cup of coffee, sat down calmly, and said while eating: "Because, I know everything she said."

Wen Yashu's jaw dropped in shock, "Do you think of yourselves as international education experts? You are so knowledgeable!" She took a sip of herbal tea and said, "Hey, this tea is good!"

"Don't tell me, it's true. I majored in education, got a master's degree from an Ivy League school, and got a full scholarship. Later I went to the Gates Foundation to engage in education charity work. It was there that I met Ji Yiruo. It was also there that I met Ning Ning’s father.”

Yi Rui said it very plainly. She was not trying to show off, she was just solemnly introducing herself to her friends.Wen Yashu's mouth can fit an egg in. She is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon among Shunyi mothers!
Yi Rui continued: "As for what you said about being knowledgeable and knowledgeable, if you had deliberately understood these things ten years ago, you could have done it. Just like you know everything about the Haidian Six Little Strong. When you are among them, you will naturally get in touch with them. Here we are." The cookie melted in your mouth and tasted sweet, just like Yi Rui's mood at the moment.

When Wen Yashu thought about it, it was the same reason, and she suddenly became interested again. "I still don't know which school her son went to."

"That's why I pulled you here." Yi Rui withdrew her smile, and looked towards Kongyuan, "It must be such a sad thing that you can't go to those good schools! So, we hid! "

"Can't go? How did you know?" Wen Yashu opened her eyes wide. She saw Mrs. Rong talking freely and in high spirits. She felt that she could not be a more successful old mother.

"In a highly competitive small circle, raising successful children is about ability, status, and represents unlimited possibilities for the future. But not all children can be academic leaders. There are many children who do not study well, and Rong Ge is that Therefore, Jiang Muyun enrolled him in a hobby class, focusing on attack swordsmanship and golf. He trained year after year and participated in competitions all over the world. In fact, Rong Ge has done well. But unfortunately, his results have always stopped at Outside the top four."

"I remember one time, Jiang Muyun invited me to watch his son's competition. Rong Ge, who tried his best, ranked fifth. The child looked at his opponent in silence on the stage to receive the award, and his eyes were heartbreaking. You may ask, what's the point? What's wrong with fifth? Isn't fifth also good? But if you don't enter the semi-finals, you won't be able to get a stepping stone for future universities. Jiang Muyun is such a proud person. He can't accept his son's failure, so he will send him abroad. Foreign universities are Is it so easy to get into? It’s probably just an ordinary high school.”

Why bother?Wen Yashu sent out a series of torture questions in her heart.Peeling off the bright coat, there was a lot of bitterness and pain inside that was not humane to outsiders. She was a little angry at Mrs. Rong's choice and felt sorry for Rong Ge's child.These mothers enjoy the best educational resources, and their anxiety and vulnerability will be amplified a hundred times.

Her tenderness was seen in Yi Rui's eyes, and Yi Rui asked an inspiring question: "Actually, we should be lucky that Shaochen and Ning Ning are both the kind of children who study well and always win the championship in competitions. If we Standing in Jiang Muyun's role, so what?"

Wen Yashu's heart suddenly beat violently. What if that was really the case?She had never thought that his child seemed to be born to be number one.At this moment, she deeply realized that without the right to speak, there would be no right to speak.

At this time, I saw mothers walking out in groups. It turned out that these mothers were going to the juvenile hall next door to see how their children were doing.

(End of this chapter)