Chapter 199: The Troubles of Primary School Student Li Xiaoming

After thinking about it for a while, Li Siming finally prepared to talk to his son Li Xiaoming.

The father and son rarely have the chance to have a heart-to-heart talk. His son Li Xiaoming grew up unknowingly. Li Siming suddenly realized that he knew very little about his son. If it weren't for his wife Yang Yue's complaint, he wouldn't even take the time to think. But in the blink of an eye, his son grew up. Li Siming has always been an alternative father. He even thought that it was a very stylish thing for a father to not discipline the Yan family and give his children freedom.

Now he knew he was wrong. He was very wrong. He did not give his children freedom, but to his father. After hearing his wife's complaints, he carefully observed his son's every move. He found that his son was very silent at home, eating, sleeping, and studying. He was more regular than a soldier. He rarely heard his son take the initiative to talk about his school and classmates and never go out to play during holidays. Is this still a naive and lively elementary school student? Li Siming felt very scared and was a little worried about whether his son had autism.

On a Sunday, Li Siming specially asked his son to have a serious talk. The first time Li Siming had such a formal conversation made his son very surprised and scared, and he was very careful.

"Dad, I won the second place in the middle school entrance examination this month!" The son said before Li Siming spoke. He thought he had made a big mistake and quickly showed his academic performance.

"Oh, that's very good." Li Siming said, "Who is the number one?"

"It's Xu Jiao." said his son, "I promise to surpass her next time!"

Xu Jiao is the pearl in Xu Dashui's hand.

"I don't want to know how your grades are!" Li Siming said. As soon as he said, he knew that he was quite irresponsible, and added, "I am very confident in your academic performance. I told you that being the first place is not easy and tiring. I only liked to be the second place back then. The second place is good, and there is the first place to support me, so that I can have a goal of catching up. If I become the first place, I will lose motivation and will be quickly surpassed. So, taking the second place is the most valuable, and the second place is Jin Buhuan!"

Li Siming's fallacies made his son sound very interesting, but his son was still very uncomfortable with the atmosphere of one-on-one conversation with his father.

"Dad, I did something wrong, right?" the son asked carefully.

"Doing the wrong thing? No." Li Siming said, "You are not bad, at least you are not naughty, troublesome, and didn't make your mother angry. Xiao Ming, but don't you think this is a bit unnatural?"

"I'm not naughty or mischievous, am I wrong?" My son opened his eyes wide and looked incredible. This is very different from what the teacher asked for.

"Well, Xiao Ming, I mean, children of your age are usually naughty, especially boys. For example, when you Uncle Zhang was in elementary school, he knocked on other people's glasses in the middle of the night. Uncle Yuan liked to steal his father's cigarettes. You see, they learned bad things at such a young age. And Xu Jiao's father, who took people to beat children on the other street, I wonder how many times he was educated by the police in the police station!" Li Siming said that listing others as negative cases was something he was very happy to do.

"But aren't they doing well now?" the son asked, "The three uncles are very nice to me too? Are you lying to others!"

"You should not behave like a person, and the sea water should not be weighed down. Have your teacher taught you this sentence?" Li Siming saw that his son did not believe it, "Look, these three uncles are all living well now and are respected by others. The government calls on the people to donate money and materials to the disaster area, and they have donated many times. But when they were as old as you, they were a bad child!"

"Dad, what do you mean is that any bad child will achieve success when he grows up and can do great things?" The son summarized the central idea himself.

Li Siming felt like crying. No father could teach his children like this, nor did he want to hear his children reach such a terrible conclusion.

"What? Who said that to you!" Li Siming didn't want his son to make such a judgment, so he quickly questioned.

"Isn't this what you just said? Uncle Xu and the others didn't learn well when they were young, but they are good people now." The son said innocently.

"Okay, okay, forget this immediately and just pretend I didn't say it." Li Siming admitted, "I want to have a good talk to you about your inner thoughts?"

"What's your thought?" asked the son.

"What do you think about your current personal life?" Li Siming asked.

This question is too professional. Li Xiaoming, who is only in the second grade of elementary school, still doesn’t know what life is, let alone what “personal life” is.

"I live a good life? I don't have to worry about food and clothing. Last month, our teacher's name was like we donating books to poor classmates? I donated the most!" My son answered honestly under the gaze of Li Siming.

My son sat upright on the sofa in the living room, just like in front of the head teacher, trying hard to maintain his posture while listening to his father respectfully. I don’t know if it was convinced or pretending.

"Relax, relax, why do you make it so serious, like a soldier!" Li Siming tried hard to make a very kind look, "I don't scare you that much, right? Since you were a child, I have rarely beaten you and criticized you. I don't care much about you. Why are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid only if you never hit me." said the son, "because I don't know what you want me to do, and I don't know what you don't want me to do."

"Are you afraid of this?" Li Siming called injustice, "I still think I am a model father!"

Li Siming is usually busy with his career. Although he rarely cares about his son, he is also kind to his words when talking to his son. He just regards him as an equal friend and thinks he is very competent. Occasionally, when encountering something that makes Li Siming dissatisfied, Li Siming is inevitably threatening, but it makes his son have an illusion that Li Siming likes to be a good boy without making a fuss.

"Okay, let's have a good talk today," said Li Siming.

"What are you talking about?"

"Anything is OK, like your ideal, right?" Li Siming said.

"Do I... want to tell the truth?" the son stammered for a long time and said tentatively.

"Nonsense! Of course it's the truth. Do you often lie to your mother?" Li Siming said with a glaring look.

"No, when the teacher gave an essay about his ideals before, I said I didn't know what my ideal was. But the teacher said that other students said they had to have a great ideal of being a scientist and pilot, so they had to write one." The son admitted, "I then wrote that I wanted to be a general."

"Oh!" Li Siming smiled, "That's okay. You may know when you go to middle school. Let's put this aside and you will think about it slowly in the future. However, no matter what your future ideal is, you must read books. Your mother and I are both talented men and women from Peking University. Don't be able to do it and become semi-illiterate?"

Li Siming flattered himself.

"Yes, dad!" the son promised, "I must study hard!" He didn't know what he, a child, had to do besides studying.

"What do you usually do?"

"Go to school, do homework, sleep, and then go to school, do homework, sleep!" said the son. This is boring enough.

"I'm not talking about learning. Of course, you children are the most important thing. What do you mean is that besides learning, what else do you do in your daily life? For example, go out to play?" Li Siming found that it was very difficult to communicate with his son.

"Often? I usually go to Xu Jiao's house to play, but I have never been to other classmates' houses!" the son replied.

"You are a boy, a little man, who is following a little girl's butt all day long. What's the point?" Li Siming was a little angry, but he could only say with a kind look.

"But I can only go to her house to play?" his son said with his head down, "I have no other friends, I can go to her house as long as I want."

"You can go to other classmates' homes, too. I didn't prohibit you from going?" Li Siming asked in surprise.

"I don't want to go!" the son replied very simply.

"Then tell me, why is this?" Li Siming asked.

"As soon as I went to my classmate's house, my uncle and aunt chased me and asked me how many people there were at home, how many cars I had, what I usually eat at home, what I bought, how many times I went abroad, and asked you how much money I had and how I spent it on my daily basis. I didn't have time to say something to my classmate, so I didn't go anymore. It's better to have fun at home."

Li Siming was very depressed.

"That's it." Li Siming looked at his son's lonely eyes and felt very pity, "It's not your fault, it's all my fault."

His son didn't speak. He had long understood that because he was Li Siming's son, he could not go to school, get off school and play freely like other classmates. Of course, Li Siming didn't want his son to grow up in such an environment, and he didn't want his son to feel resentful. He still did not give up his great wish to be a "model father" for Li Siming, who felt good about himself.

"Xiao Ming, do you want to be like other classmates and be free to go to and from school, and no one follows you. Play as much as you want, and make as many friends as you can?" Li Siming said temptingly.

"Am I really okay? Dad!" After hearing this, the son's dim eyes became happy.

"Of course, I can do it whenever I say it!" Li Siming promised, "But, you still have to ask for your opinion on this matter. Look, your father, I attach great importance to you. I think Uncle Xu, who you admired the most back then, was so arrogant in front of me!"

"Dad, you brag! Uncle Xu said, he has military rank, you don't, he is older and you are younger." The son retorted.

"So what if he has a military rank? Wasn't he a soldier under my command back then?" Li Siming maintained his tall image. I don't know if it was because of Li Siming's patriarchal influence or because the fact was true, his son did not refute it.

"I'm going to let you transfer to school and continue your studies in a beautiful place. Wherever you go, no one knows who you are. Your classmates will be happy to be friends with you. At that time, you will have a large group of friends who can visit and play at classmates' homes every day. Maybe you can even save your rations!" Li Siming said, "I heard that the children there love to make friends, and the mountain spring water there is sweeter than Coke."

"Do you want to send me to Shandong? I heard that it is very far away." The son interjected.

"How do you know?" Li Simingqi said, "Your mom told you a long time ago?"

"Yes." The son nodded.

"Don't you want to go?" Li Siming asked.

"If I go, I won't see my grandparents, and you and mom." The son said, fearing his father's request, he did not dare to say it directly.

This is a big problem. My son has never left his home and has traveled far away. Even if he returns to Beijing, he was brought by Yang Yue. For a young boy of his age, he was obviously reluctant to leave his parents to study in a strange place, although Li Siming described Shandong Yimeng as a paradise. Li Siming can be regarded as a relatively ruthless father.

"Look, your father, I left home at the age of 15 and went to the distant Heilongjiang. It was rare to see a little meat star in a month. It was cold and hungry in winter, and I was so tired of farming. Although it was the first time I went away from home and missed your grandparents very much, I was not afraid, because your father, I am a man. Who didn't admire your father and me back then? As the third generation successor of our Li family, you, Li Xiaoming, must be much better than me, right?" Li Siming used a provocation method to his son.

"I must be a man!" After hearing this, my son felt that he had become the pillar of the Li family, "But..."

"Nothing is more!" Li Siming interrupted his son and fired while the iron was hot. "Li Xiaoming is just amazing. No one in your school can compare to you. You have the courage, responsibility, charm, independent, and a real man!"

Poor Li Xiaoming's classmate was fooled by his father's sweet words and agreed in a confused manner.

"I promise, your mom and I often go to see you."

"I promise, your toys will be more fun than before."

"I promise, let you be a real man there!"

Li Siming solved his son's personal "ideological problems", but did not completely solve the problem.

Because he had to convince his parents, Li Xiaoming's grandparents, to let them agree to his great "male development plan".

"Okay, send your son to someone else to raise him. Do you think we are all dead?" Li Siming's mother Shen Fang complained.

"This is not called transfer and custody, it is boarding. Mom, you have also seen that the environment in our home is not suitable for Xiao Ming's happy and healthy growth." Li Siming explained.

"What does it mean to be unhappy? I let Xiao Ming be frozen and hungry?" The mother was very sensitive to Li Siming's statement, because in her opinion, sending her grandson to another place was accusing her of failing to educate her grandson?

"I'm not saying that. I mean that our family is different from before. I have a lot of money, but I can't our Xiaoming go to school and leave school as freely as other children, because the teachers at school will not regard him as an ordinary child, and they usually travel with a bunch of bodyguards. Xiaoming himself said that he really wants to have many friends, but the reality is that he has no friend except Dashuai's girl. Is this kind of childhood good?" Li Siming explained patiently, "Isn't it great to send him to a strange place and be a primary school student who can get along with other classmates?"

"Isn't this also your fault? Who told you to open a company? When you went to Heilongjiang, you started to make your own decisions. When did you hear me?" My mother was still very unhappy.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault!" Li Siming had no choice but to review himself while trying to convince his mother.

"Si Ming, it's not me who said you, you're busy with work all day long. How many times have you cared about Xiao Ming's affairs? Now that something goes wrong, you're over-the-top." Father Li Quan said, "The child either learns piano, violin, or art, dance in his spare time. You're not allowed to sign up for any class. Is this your way of education?"

"Didn't I show respect to you two respected elders? As for this amateur class, I think Xiao Ming himself is not interested, so why should I apply for it? I haven't learned to be a director, so why should I still make movies? There is something wrong with this, it's not a serious matter. The responsibility lies with me, and it's still too late!" Li Siming smiled and said, "I promise, as long as you agree, I promise to give you a smart and lovely grandson!"

"I look good about this child Xiao Ming. Who said he is not smart or cute?" the mother retorted. She did not allow anyone to say that her grandson is not, nor is her son.

"Yes, yes, but Xiao Ming is not very lively, right?" Li Siming said, "Children are usually naughty. If they are not naughty, it is not normal. To put it nicely, it is honest, but using this word to evaluate an 8-year-old child is really not something to be proud of. Taciturn and becoming a home-based child is not conducive to the growth and interactions of others. Children should be with children and hide at home every day to become a child bride?"

"Do you think everyone is as naughty as you were when you were a child? I remember that when Xiaohua broke a piece of the window glass in our house. You broke the window glass in his house while your Uncle Zhang was not at home!" The mother unceremoniously revealed his shortcomings.

"I don't know!" Li Siming thought so in his heart. This has nothing to do with Li Siming. This is not Li Siming. If it were Li Siming, he would rather take off the glass of Zhang Hua's house and install it on the window of his house. That would be the real revenge. But he dared not say it out.

"Aming, I heard that you are going to give your biological son to someone?" Xu Dashuai ran over and asked, "I don't mind adopting, I just lack a son!"

"Who said that to you?" Li Siming was very angry.
Chapter completed!