A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

First coax those crying children to complain and send them away, so that I have time to ask about weaving dreams.

"Why did you break Yuya's car? Did you accidentally break it?"

"No, it was broken on purpose." The young boy said bluntly: "I want to see what's inside."

"So, it's just out of curiosity, right?" I asked.

"Yes, curious." Zhimeng admitted this description: "I haven't seen it before, I'm curious."

I continued to ask patiently: "Then pull out vegetables and call Yang Jie ugly? Why are these?"

"I wanted to see if there were any flowers under the vegetables, but I didn't see them." The young boy paused, and he asked with some confusion: "What is ugliness? Yoko said Yang Jie is ugly, let me talk about it together."

"Why does the little rabbit cry when it doesn't move? Can't I laugh if I can't cry? Why do they cry when I laugh?"

Excessively curious, totally ignorant of what to say and what not to say, what to say and what not to say, what to say and what expression to make, and what expression to make... But he is still a child, it's normal to not understand these things , I should teach him these things slowly.

So, I told him: "Zhimeng, you can't break other people's toys without permission. Also, you have to blend in with everyone."

"You can't laugh when someone is crying. When everyone laughs, you have to laugh with them."

The child is still young, so I can only correct him with the simplest and most understandable words.In the future, I will slowly tell him the common truth that people should not be too special when they live in this world.

I don't want him to get hurt in the future.

When he was young, he could cover up his differences with ignorance, but when he grows up, he must become a normal person.

Even if it's a disguise, pretend to be a normal person.

Sometimes, this society is just so scary.Because you are not like a normal person, they will isolate you, hurt you, and have no shame in it.

How can I be willing to let my lovely child bear these things in the future?Just thinking about it makes my heart ache.

Compared with simply not being allowed to break things casually, the toddler still doesn't understand why he can't laugh when someone is crying, but he has to laugh when everyone laughs.

It's like he doesn't know the difference between laughing and crying.

No, in his eyes, there is no difference between laughing and crying except for the different expressions and he doesn't want to cry.

I didn't force him to understand it now, I just said that if you don't understand it, then remember it first, and you will understand it when you grow up.

Only then did Zhimeng stop being entangled, and raised her head to show me a lovely smile.

The child seems to be keenly aware that I like his smile very much, so I do it subconsciously.

——As if trying to please me and tell me not to be angry.

This guess made me laugh, and then I stroked Zhimeng's head to comfort him.

"It's okay, mom is not angry, I still like weaving dreams the most."

"However, if you do something wrong, you must apologize, and say sorry to the person you offended."

"Mom, I'm sorry!" Zhimeng apologized without hesitation.

"Well, then mother will forgive Zhimeng." I said with a smile.

"But, Mom forgives you, Yang Jie and the others haven't done it yet, so what should Zhimeng do?"

"Say sorry?" the young boy looked up at me, wanting to be recognized.

"Yes." I nodded with a smile: "But it's not enough to just be sorry, an apology, you have to bring a gift and then apologize."

"Gift? What gift?" the child asked me for help, and I gave him an example.

"For example, sister Yuki gave you candies, you can give them candies as gifts, and everyone will forgive you when they are happy."

The young boy suddenly realized, turned and ran away.

This kid, next time I have to teach him to say thank you to those who help him. A good boy can't be rude.

Zhimeng reconciled with the children.

I was so relieved to have the older kids who were in charge of the cooking make a good lunch.

After dinner, the children were coaxed to take a nap.

I was about to take Zhimeng to take a nap, but found that he had disappeared.

The older child on the side said that seeing Zhimeng leaving with Yangjie and the others, he might want to take a nap with them.

I am very happy, it seems that this conflict has made the relationship between the children better.

Unexpectedly, when I slowly walked back to the room, I saw Zhimeng waiting for me in the room with her hands behind her back.

Seeing me enter the door, the young boy immediately showed a bright smile, took out the hand behind his back, and handed me the delicate pink rose in his hand.

"Gift, give it to mom, I like mom the most!"

A toddler cut his favorite flower and gave it to me.

I only felt heat in my eyes, and bent down to hug him.

"Well, thank you Zhimeng, my mother likes it very much."

Mom also likes weaving dreams the most!

In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of the new semester, and another group of children in the courtyard were able to go to school, including Zhimeng.

I thought about it, and crossed out Zhimeng's name.

It's not that I don't want Zhimeng to go to school, but it's not the best time yet.

Zhimeng still doesn't know how to get along with others, and even conflicts with the children in the yard, the children outside are afraid that they won't tolerate him at all.

So, wait, wait, wait.

I can first teach him how to read and write, and teach him how to be a normal person.

I want to wait for Zhimeng to heal, and let him face the best future with the best attitude.

The children in the orphanage were all sent to school, and Zhimeng became a person.

Zhimeng felt lonely, so I asked the older children to buy a TV and wanted to let Zhimeng know about the outside world through the TV.

Zhimeng, who saw the TV for the first time, was obviously very excited. He looked left and right, and asked how the people inside got in. He also wanted to go in and have a look.

The older children and I laughed out loud at his innocent and childish words, but we still explained very seriously that there was no one inside and we were not allowed to go in.

At the same time, repeatedly told not to damage the TV.

There is no way, this kid is not only curious, but also has strong mobility. If he doesn't tell him well in advance, he will definitely come out and smash the TV to see how the people inside got in.

Zhimeng is still very obedient, I have repeatedly said things that are not allowed, but he has never done it again, and he sits and watches TV obediently every day.

"Mom, why does he have two names?"

"Because one is a nickname, only people who are very close can call it."

"Then I also want a nickname, the one that only my mother can call!"

I was really touched when I heard it, I couldn't help but stroke his head, and coaxed softly: "Then, mother will ask you to weave dreams from now on, okay?"

Weaving Mengmeng, which sounds extremely naive, means that no matter now or in the future, you are still the original child in your mother's heart.

Mother's favorite child.

Zhimeng's hair grew long again, and I picked up the scissors and trimmed it skillfully.

After cutting the bangs and cutting the ear, if you want to cut it, you will be stopped.

"Mom, I don't want to cut the back."

It's not the first time I cut it for him. I was a little surprised: "Why doesn't Zhimengmeng want to cut it?"

The toddler took one look at me and said, "I want to be like my mother, with long hair."

I suddenly realized, and said with some amusement: "But now boys have short hair."

I saw him asking in confusion: "Can't boys have long hair? Why can girls? Is there any difference between boys and girls?"

"Because the times are different, but Zhimengmeng can keep it if he wants. There is no rigid rule that boys cannot have long hair." I put down the scissors and skillfully explained to him.

"Boys and girls are naturally different. What is the specific difference? You will know when Zhimengmeng grows up. Don't worry."

Since Zhimeng sent me flowers, he seems to like this feeling.Whenever the rose blooms, the most beautiful one will be cut and given to me.

It made me both moved and gratified.

At the same time, Zhimeng also seemed to have opened his mind, and his every move finally moved closer to a normal person.

He would laugh and play with the children, showing concern for the children when they were distressed, and stretching out his hand to comfort the girls when they were suddenly depressed by falling flowers and grass and other scenes.

If I hadn't been watching him all the time, seeing what he used to look like, I'm afraid I would think Zhimeng never got sick at all.

"Zhimengmeng has done very well recently, and is one step closer to the goal."

I praise him without hesitation.

The toddler seemed a little embarrassed, but he still said bluntly: "These are all learned on TV, does mom like it very much? Then I will learn more."

...It seems that the TV I bought is too worthwhile.

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My weaving dream, my lovely child.