This parent is a bit cold

The pillow was soaked by the tears shed while dreaming, and Ling Mo woke up again in pain, with dried tears remaining in the corners of her eyes, because she dreamed of Ji Ming again.

For eight years, Ling Mo not only did not erase Ji Ming from his heart, but became more determined in this love.She wanted to tell Ji Ming, but it was too late.

The piercing sound of the alarm clock broke her thoughts, Ling Mo rubbed her heavy forehead and struggled to get up.She has always been a medicine jar since she was a child. Once she catches a cold, she will catch a cold. As long as she catches a cold, she will have a cough and fever, and it will cause pneumonia in severe cases.

When she was in college, Ji Ming took good care of her and stayed with her, but now she can only measure her body temperature, buy medicine by herself, register at the hospital by herself, cook porridge by herself, cook brown sugar water by herself, and...

She often dreamed of Ji Ming when she was in a daze with fever, and this time was no exception, every time she woke up she had a splitting headache.

It was she who lost Ji Ming, this is the punishment.

After washing up, she adjusted her sad spring and autumn mood, and set foot on the way to school.

The warm wind blowing towards her made her extra sober. Every time she recovered from a serious illness, she felt the joy of being reborn. During the years when Ji Ming was lost, she cheered herself up again and again.

Ling Mo is the teacher of Tianming Kindergarten, and she is also the "garden flower" proclaimed by the principal. She has picturesque eyebrows, a graceful temperament, and a soft-spoken voice. She is a standard Jiangnan beauty. Feel.

She is versatile and proficient in English, so she became the bilingual teacher of Primary One and also served as the class teacher.

Facing the most difficult small class, Ling Mo will encounter all kinds of problems, such as the anxiety when children are separated from their parents, the willful noise when entering the kindergarten, and the sudden need for parents in class, etc. She always has her own way to cure those problems. child.

She loves this profession because she wants to keep her original heart pure, and she chooses to stay in Tianhai City after graduation to find Ji Ming.

Maybe one day, she will reunite with Ji Ming at a certain intersection, under a street lamp on a certain street corner.

"Momo, do you think Ling Siji's mother will come to the parent-teacher meeting next week?" Zhang Wen, a teacher in the same class, asked. The whole grade knows that there is a wonderful mother in their class. The group never responds, never participates in activities, and the school starts. For two months, I didn't show my face once.

Except for the occasional phone call with Ling Siji's father, Ling Mo basically had no contact with this mother.

"I feel that maybe I won't come. Although it is a mother-themed parent-teacher meeting, she is not a normal mother after all." Speaking of this mother, Ling Mo can write a 30-word novel.

She has never met a mother who turns a deaf ear to her child. After all, she has just entered school, and the child's mood and state are the most worrying things for every parent. This mother is good, she has nothing to do with herself in the group every day, and she is high-spirited.

This is unprecedented in Ling Mo's coaching career.

"Why don't you try to add her on WeChat?" Zhang Wen is the instructor of the thinking class. She once tried to add Ling Siji's mother, but failed, and the news of the application was lost.

Some messages are inconvenient to send in groups. Almost every teacher will add their parents’ private WeChat. Only Ling Siji’s mother automatically ignores these.

WeChat seems to be a decoration, even an empty account.

"I didn't add you, so why would I add me?" Ling Mo didn't believe it. She deliberately set up a mother-parent meeting this time just to see if this cold mother would come.

"Try it, what if your charm is infinite, after all, you are a five-star teacher in our garden."

Ling Mo felt that what she said was reasonable, not because she thought she was so good, but because she was the head teacher and the teacher in charge.

She opened the WeChat group, tapped the screen, stared at Ling Siji's mother's profile picture in a daze.

Do you want to add it?In fact, as long as Ling Siji's father can cooperate with the school in taking care of the children, it doesn't matter if this transparent mother is an air, but Ling Siji is beautiful, smart, eloquent, and extremely savvy. Without her mother's attention and care, she always feels that she is missing something.

Before school started, this name made Ling Mo's eyes shine. She had been looking for the connection with Ji Ming for a long time, and she seemed to see it in this child.

Even if it's just the fusion of their surnames, it's enough to make Ling Mo's heart rippling.

She may have gone crazy, she loves Wu Jiwu to the point of madness, even though she knows that this child cannot be related to Ji Ming.

"Then let me try, it might not be useful." Ling Mo didn't feel that he would be treated specially. Sure enough, after half an hour, the other party still didn't respond, and there was nothing left after sending the friend request.

"Let me just say, you don't give up." Ling Mo threw the phone aside, and gave Zhang Wen an angry look, "She is here to be responsible for the child, and we can't force her not to come, right, whatever. "

Zhang Wen shrugged: "Maybe they are in a meeting or on the plane, and there are various reasons why they didn't add it for the time being?"

"Is that how you comforted yourself?"

Zhang Wen stuck out her tongue. She was in Qunjia at the time, and her memory was not deep.If Ling Mo hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have noticed that Ling Siji's mother didn't pass the request.

"Forget it, forget it, let's live with the situation." Zhang Wen is more Buddhist, and she treats students the same way. She always feels that it is best to let nature take its course, but Ling Mo is different. Since she lost Ji Ming's news, she habitually takes everything seriously.

It would be great if she could do the same with feelings back then, but unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world.

Before his body recovered, Ling Mo got off work early.

Every day, she would pass Tianhai Teachers College.Every time, she would stop the car, stop at the gate of the campus, and stare for a long time.

In the afterglow of dusk, the plaque of "Tianhai Normal University" shines, and the town lion at the gate of the school has wind marks. This is the old campus of language majors, and the old periphery is full of a heavy sense of history.

This place has trained many excellent teachers for Tianhai City. Half of Ling Mo's classmates have become primary and secondary school teachers, and some of them have chosen jobs in non-corresponding majors. Only Ling Mo has become a kindergarten teacher.

After graduation, Ling Mo participated in every class reunion every year, and other classmates also actively rushed to it, except Ji Ming, who never showed up.

This is her alma mater and also the place where she met Ji Ming.Back then, Ji Ming loved her badly, but she made Ji Ming go away.Unexpectedly, as soon as Ji Ming left, she cut off all contact with her classmates. No one knew where she was or what she was doing.

Ling Mo tried various methods but failed to find her.

Perhaps, Ji Ming had left this city long ago, otherwise, it would have been eight years, why hadn't he met her in the places they walked?

"Ming Ming, should I give up?" Ling Mo muttered to herself, leaving these words behind, she left feeling disappointed.

Xia Guang elongated Ling Mo's back, this was the nth time she left with disappointment.

The red maple softens the bleakness of late autumn, and the bright red leaves drift with the wind.About 10 minutes later, a woman with long hair came to the town lion. She looked up at the words "Tianhai Teachers College", her cold eyes reflected a bottomless light.

The rays of light passed across her face, reflecting her stunning profile.

She stood longer than Ling Mo, as if remembering, but also as if waiting.

A cool breeze blew across her face, and the temperature difference in late autumn made her feel chilly. She tucked up her neckline and took out her mobile phone to look at it.

In the WeChat address book, there was a reminder to add a new friend. She clicked on it and saw that it was "Teacher Momo" from Class 1 of Tianming Kindergarten.

She stared at Ling Mo's head portrait for a long time, her figure was slim and long by the street lamps, and the gloomy night added a bit of sadness to her alone.

She waited a long time before agreeing to add.

Jingjiang Apartment

Ling Mo was staring at the casserole on the gas stove. She seemed to have no natural talent for cooking, because she often fell ill, so she had to force herself to learn how to cook porridge.

It's a miracle that a waste of life like her who can't take care of herself doesn't die.

The voice of WeChat came from the mobile phone, and she clicked on it, and it turned out that Ling Siji's mother had approved the friend addition request.

Has anyone really taken this long to see the news?Ling Mo expressed doubts.

Whether she forgot to agree to Zhang Wen's friend request or whether she wanted to add her is unknown.

But what is certain is that this number is a living person.

Ling Mo had no way of understanding this mother, and was curious and disgusted with her, but as a teacher, she should do a good job of communicating with the parents in time.

She clicked on the dialog box and sent the first message: "Hello, Mother of Four Seasons, there will be a mother-parent meeting at [-] pm next Friday, remember to attend on time."

The words are very official and polite, which is also the normal tone of Ling Mo's communication with his parents.

It was endless waiting again, and there was no news from the other end of the phone. Ling Mo was used to it. She didn't expect that woman to reply in seconds, or maybe not even reply.

"This porridge should be almost the same, right?" She returned her attention to the porridge pot, for fear that she might accidentally boil it. After all, she had cooked countless raw rice porridges.

If she could be half as careful and considerate as Ji Ming, she wouldn't live such a bad life.

She is so stupid, she is like a fool in the days without Ji Ming.

"Ding~" The phone has a new notification tone.

Ling Siji's mother: I saw the group news

Ling Mo couldn't help but rolled his eyes: Then, mother of Four Seasons, please respond next time you see Qun Aite, otherwise I don't know if you saw it

Ling Siji's mother: good

Ling Mo: Siji has never been to nursery school, and there are still emotions at school. There are 20 babies in the class, and the teacher can’t take care of each of them. In many cases, parents need to take the initiative to communicate with us. I also hope that Siji’s mother will pay more attention to the group information , participate more in the manual work and school activities we assign

She wanted to remind this mother to pay more attention to it by insinuating. The characteristics of Tianming Kindergarten are parent-child interaction and talent cultivation. Since it is a characteristic, there is no reason why mothers never participate.

Four seasons mother: If you have urgent matters, you can find your father, and if you have special matters, you can privately chat with me

Ling Mo: Fathers and mothers are different in terms of children's growth process and psychological dependence. Every activity held by learning has its meaning. Maybe you are busy with work, and I will find Siji's father for trivial matters.But I hope that you and your husband can communicate more and try to keep abreast of the status of your children.

Four seasons mother: know

Concise and concise, can say two words but not four words, can say four words but never a word, Ling Mo said a lot just to have an in-depth exchange, this person is good, he still holds it through the screen?

Ling Mo threw the phone aside angrily. Compared with parents who are unreasonable, unable to communicate or even make trouble, such people are more annoying.

The porridge pot made a "poof" sound, and Lin Mo turned off the fire, ready to reward the stomach that hadn't eaten rice for a day.Her living habits are very poor. She never eats breakfast, and the food is tasteless after she has a fever, and she doesn't eat at noon.

If she doesn't eat it again, she will probably collapse at home due to hypoglycemia.

After barely eating a few mouthfuls, Ling Mo opened Moments habitually, but unexpectedly the first one was Mother Siji.She posted life tips: "Eat stomach-nourishing meals on an empty stomach, such as noodles in clear soup, coarse grains, rice contains acid, and it is better to eat less. If you cook porridge, you can add an appropriate amount of soda. After a fever, semi-liquid and soft food is best. Lord, eat small and frequent meals, pay attention to low-salt and low-fat, properly match vegetables and fruits, and supplement protein."

It turns out that it is not good to eat white porridge directly?

The porridge in Ling Mo's bowl suddenly tasted bad, she curiously clicked on the Moments of Siji's mother, and found that it could only be seen for three days, and there was nothing in front of it.

Then Siji's mother sent another message, which was her mobile phone number, and the content of the message was: Call me if you have anything to do

Before Ling Mo could see the number clearly, the other party withdrew it in seconds.