Yu Minglang wasnât heartless; he also wanted to cultivate his own HR.
But some things really canât be forced.
Even if Wang Yafei never touches a computer again, it wonât affect his life, but before he realizes it himself, Yu Minglang wonât let anyone actively persuade him.
Some are happy, some are sad, some have grown, some feel their dreams shattered, a special experiential situation gives everyone different feelings.
Xiao Qian didnât know if the relationship between the teacher and Uncle Liu would ease because of Liu Liâs growth, but when Yu Minglang told Professor Liu about Liu Li and Uncle Liuâs interactions in the reality show, Xiao Qian was sure she saw the teacher moved.
Watching the teacher walk towards the father and son, and the family of three stand together again, Xiao Qian was still very moved.
âXiao Qiang.â
âHmm?â
âYou did a good thing this time.â
Yu Minglang said proudly, âOf course! In the future, if you have any difficulties, donât always carry them alone. Just boldly charge forward. If you canât solve something, thereâs still me!â
Thereâs still me â these four words were the sweetest words Xiao Qian had ever heard.
Especially encouraging, super empowering, it didnât sound lonely, having someone standing with her felt so good.
When Professor Liu went over, Uncle Liu was holding his sonâs shoulders, summarizing his performance this time.
Liu Liâs eyes were still red, and his relationship with his father had gone up a big step.
Seeing his mother come over, he quickly straightened up, not daring to let Uncle Liu hold him.
âStill crying at your age?â Professor Liu asked.
âThe wind blew in the mountainsâ¦â Liu Li said embarrassedly.
âOur child did very well this time; donât scold him,â Uncle Liu defended his son.
After saying that, he regretted it; this old lady was so temperamental; talking like this would usually get him beaten by her.
Uncle Liu was nervous, not waiting for Professor Liuâs slap but only heard her ask a little unnaturally.
âOld Liu, did you really pull the grenade then?â
âUh, it was all arranged in the script.â Actually, at that time, Uncle Liu knew in his heart that it was fake, but seeing his son trying so hard to save him, he couldnât help getting into the role.
When he pulled it, he really wanted his son to go. Thanks to Yu Minglang playing the role too realistically.
âNonsense! You even take situation therapy seriously, I canât believe it. Youâre so old and still have no IQ!â
Uncle Liu smiled awkwardly, trying to save some face, âItâs all because that little rascal Minglang was too ruthless! I suspect he took all the resentment he had towards me and used it here. That time he hit me in the stomach, it really hurt.â
Itâs no wonder the child took it seriously; he thought the real bad guy was standing in front of him.
âItâs fine, when Yu Gangdan played the bad guy and attacked you, he was settling personal scores. You wait, Iâll give his Xiao Qian extra homework for his âSteel Cannon,â and weâll get our revenge.â
Professor Liuâs words left Uncle Liu very surprised; why was this old lady soâ¦gentle today?
Professor Liu was genuinely moved by Uncle Liuâs actions today. In fact, when he asked their son to do this experiential situation, Professor Liu already didnât resent him as much. When Yu Minglang told her how Uncle Liu had done such a thing for his son and watched him teach his son, her eyes began to feel warm.
She had always complained that he hadnât educated their son well, but now thinking about it, their eldest sonâs death couldnât be blamed on him. It was just that she was heartbroken and couldnât get over that hurdle. By forcefully finding something to hate, it seemed as if pushing all the mistakes onto Uncle Liu could alleviate her guilt towards her eldest son.
However, Wang Yafeiâs performance just now made Professor Liu feel as if she were looking at herself.
Wang Yafeiâs desire to hate, but inability to do so, instead displacing his anger onto Chen Xiaoqian â wasnât that her attitude towards Old Liu?
As a person involved, she was confused. She saw herself in Wang Yafei and felt unfair to treat Uncle Liu that way.
But both of them have been stubborn for a lifetime; itâs not possible for Professor Liu to lower her face and offer an olive branch to Uncle Liu. She could only soften a little.
Uncle Liu felt her softening and was excited that there was hope for reconciliation.
Seeing this, Liu Li looked at his father and then at his mother, suddenly struck by inspiration.
âMom, Iâm sick.â
âWhatâs wrong?â Professor Liuâs attention was immediately diverted, and she asked anxiously.
Uncle Liu heard his son say this and immediately understood, echoing him.
âYes, yes, yes, Xiao Li is sick. Xiao Qian said he has manic disorder. This illness requires a fatherâs accompaniment, of course, a motherâs too. We should always be together as a family.â
Uncle Liu was also someone who would come down from a podium quickly.
Previously, he didnât dare to talk about this matter with Professor Liu, but as soon as she softened, he knew how to cooperate with his son to seize the opportunity.
âXiao steel cannon said⦠manic disorder needs a parentâs accompaniment?â Professor Liu immediately sensed something wrong.
Chen Xiaoqian was not without experience treating manic disorder; could she make such a common mistake? It was only good for fooling laypeople.
Moreover, Liu Li was her own son, she often picked on him, saying that the child had manic disorder, but those were just words said in anger; she knew whether or not he had a sickness in her heart.
âYes, yes, it needs accompaniment, three people in a family, not one less. Xiao Liu, I know you have some opinions about me, and you donât want to see me, but isnât this for the child?â For the first time, Uncle Liu felt that having an illness was a good thing. He used the child to pressure Comrade Xiao Liu; perfect!
âMom, my illness is very serious. Maybe one day Iâll go crazy. I canât do without my parents. Mom, can you let my dad stay overnight sometimes?â
âStay?â
âI wonât stay in your room, Iâll stay in Liu Liâs room, right, son? I wonât bother you, and I can even fry eggs.â
âYou fry eggs with half a pot of oil; please spare my wok! Also, Liu Liâs room has a single bed, how could you sleep on it?â
Uncle Liuâs face dimmed; it seemed it was still impossible; she still hated him.
âSell our previous house and buy another one. I canât forget Xiao Shuang, living there would trigger emotions. Itâs not convenient for you to come to the schoolâs barracks-style building; change to a larger house, not too far from the school, and get a three-bedroom one. I need a study to work in; if thereâs not enough money, you fill in the gap.â
After Professor Liu finished speaking, Uncle Liu was dumbfounded. This wasâ¦
Liu Li was also dumbfounded.
Father and sonâs expressions were perfectly in sync.
Originally, they thought convincing Professor Liu would take a lot of effort, but she agreed to change the house and let Old Liu come over regularly?
âWhat are you looking at! I havenât agreed to reconcile yet! Iâm just giving you a chance; how things go later depends on your performance. Iâm not doing this for you, that ruthlessly heartless person; Iâm still mad at you! Isnât this all for the child?!â Professor Liu was angrily embarrassed by their staring and copied Uncle Liuâs style by blaming everything on the child.