There is a little cute baby in the family, fleeing famine is not enough to get rich and busy

Mu Yunniang held the sewing basket in one hand, and held the broken hair around her ear with the other hand. She said with some embarrassment: "Meng Niang, I, I came to you to do needlework."

Yi Meng hurriedly patted the kang and said, "Come on the kang quickly. There is nothing you can do on this rainy day except some needlework. Sister-in-law, you happened to be here, otherwise it would be weird for me to do needlework alone. It’s boring.”

Regardless of whether it was a polite comment or not, it made people feel comfortable listening to it.

Mu Yunniang was really envious of her fourth younger sister. They were good-looking, well-educated, knew a lot, and especially could talk.

Unlike myself, who is as stupid as a gourd mouth and can't say anything she wants to say.

Mu Yunniang sat opposite Yimeng and also took out her needlework.

There is no shortage of candles in the house now, and my mother-in-law doesn't care about the expense, so she doesn't agree to let candles be lit in each room.

But Mu Yunniang is used to saving. She is reluctant to light candles during the day, but she can light them for a while at night.

Now when I came to the fourth brother and sister's house, I found that after lighting candles, the room was not only much brighter, but also felt much more comfortable than in my own room just now.

The two of them were doing needlework, and would chat a word or two from time to time, but it was Yimeng who would find the topic, and Mu Yunniang would join in the conversation.

Yimeng knew the temperament of his third sister-in-law, who spoke little and was honest. If she didn't find a topic, she would probably be bored until she left.

Moreover, Yimeng also knew that Mu Yunniang was not someone who would walk around in other people's rooms at will. The fact that she came to see him now to do needlework was just a cover, she must have something to do.

So Yimeng picked many topics.

Sometimes it was work in the fields, sometimes it was a shop in the city, and sometimes it was the chickens, ducks, pigs and horses at home.

All the topics only received simple responses from the other party, but they did not continue talking. Yi Meng knew that she still had not found the crux.

However, besides these, Yi Meng couldn't think of any other topics to talk about.

Just as Xiao Eleven snorted twice, Yimeng quickly patted the little guy on the back, and saw that the little guy just snorted twice and fell asleep again.

This time there was no need for Yimeng to find a topic. When Mu Yunniang saw this scene, she couldn't help but sigh: "Mengniang, these children in your family are really more well-behaved than each other."

Yi Meng smiled and said, "Be well-behaved. Except for the youngest one who doesn't know how to make a fuss, the others will come back with dirty clothes one day."

"That's also sensible."

Mu Yunniang said seriously: "Meng Niang, really, they are really sensible."

Seeing her like this, Yi Meng almost thought that Mu Yunniang was praising her own child.

But she finally realized that the real reason why the third sister-in-law came to look for her now was probably for the sake of the child.

Thinking about the two children in the third house, Qi Wulang is already half a boy, very sensible, and can still help the family with work.

As for Qi Qilang, he is a few months younger than his own Liulang, and he can be regarded as the most naughty and mischievous among the family members.Looking at the patched clothes in Mu Yunniang's hands, the patches can be said to be the most patched among all the clothes in the Qi family.

You don't need to think about it to know that it belongs to Qi Qilang's kid.

"Third sister-in-law, you don't understand this. Children are well-behaved and sensible. In the eyes of us adults, that's good, but in fact, naughty children can also be naughty."

Yimeng's voice was soft and soft, which instantly made Mu Yunniang stop what she was doing and looked up at her with confusion on her face: "Is it okay to be naughty?"

"That's right!"

Yimeng said with a smile: "A naughty child has many ideas in his mind and wants to try out his ideas. What is this? This is a typical example of strong hands-on ability!"

"They have ideas, and they will take action after they have the ideas. Think about it, do they have any advantages over those children who only know how to do what adults tell them to do?"

Yimeng looked at Mu Yunniang with a smile, her eyes did not dodge at all, and she looked very determined.

It was precisely because of such firm eyes that Mu Yunniang subconsciously chose to believe what Yimeng said.

"Is that so? Well, that seems pretty good."

Mu Yunniang asked calmly: "But it's not a problem to be naughty all the time. Meng Niang, how do you teach such a naughty child?"

"This is easy to handle. Naughty children are smart and can understand what adults say. As an adult, you should not treat children as children, but as friends."

Yimeng resumed mending clothes with needle and thread: "Think about it, when we were young, our parents and elders told us not to do this or that. What did we think? Even if we usually choose to listen to adults, we still have this problem in our hearts. Thinking about what would happen if you don’t do what adults do?”

"We are honest, obedient, and just think about it. But there are always those naughty children who don't want to listen and insist on doing the opposite. In the end, the adults were so angry that they beat the children with brooms and bamboo sticks."

As she spoke, Yi Meng raised her head and glanced at Mu Yunniang. Seeing that the other party was listening seriously, she continued: "But think about it from another perspective, if a sister or friend who is about the same age as you tells you that we can't do that well, even if We can’t explain why, but in our hearts we feel that saying this is more useful than what adults say?”

"Take the child as a friend?"

Mu Yunniang was clumsy and honest, but not stupid. She naturally understood what Yimeng said, but when she thought of being friends with her youngest son, the scene always made her feel weird.

"But, but, Meng Niang, how can we be friends with our children? If we really want to be friends, won't it be harder to control him in the future?"

Mu Yunniang couldn't figure out how to make friends with her children.

Yimeng smiled and shook his head: "Being friends is not just a superficial skill, but we must really think about what the child thinks from the perspective of the child. If we think about it from the perspective of our parents, we should think about it when we are five or sixty years old. What to do, that’s unrealistic, after all, we haven’t reached that age yet, and even if we just think about it, we can’t imagine what we will do when we reach that age.”

"But we have been children, or have been in contact with many children. So as adults, as long as we are more patient and think more from the children's perspective, we can call it making friends with children."

Yi Meng put down what she was doing and looked up at Mu Yunniang: "Sister-in-law, third sister-in-law, the most important thing in getting along with others is understanding each other. Only by thinking about things from the other person's perspective can we understand to the greatest extent why the other person did what they did. .”

Seeing Mu Yunniang nodding her head in understanding, Yimeng added: "Of course, this comparison of feelings does not apply to everyone. We also have to identify the target clearly. For outsiders, those who are irrelevant, we can There is no need to think about them. We must first live our lives, our families, our loved ones, and the people we care about."