Parental Qualification Certificate

Chapter 24

Lisa smiled and didn't speak again. She didn't know how to answer her.

The old lady began to talk again, saying that she also wanted to get a certificate to prove that she was qualified to raise the kids. Who knows that there were too many new things to learn for it. She was too old to remember it all. She had studied for more than a year and had done many sets of simulation questions. Her grades were always hovering below 50 points. This incident made her unable to look up in front of her son-in-law.

"After all, I am too old." The old lady concluded.

Lisa continued to smile, but her attention was attracted by a pair of mother and son not far away.

There, a young mother in a green striped shirt was getting a headache explaining her son.

"I'm going to ride a slide!" said the little boy stubbornly. He wore a green striped shirt just like his mother, and it looked a parent-child couple shirt.

The green-striped mother was patient and explained the reason for her refusal to the little boy, "You are too young now. It is dangerous to ride a slide, so you can't sit on it. When you grow up to the height of Dad's shoulders, let's ride it again, OK?"

"You are lying! Last time my dad secretly took me to ride it!" The little boy strongly advocated his rights but sold his dad.

"What?!" After the mother heard that, she was so angry that she began to force the little boy to ask, "Say! What did your father have taken you?"

The little boy was frightened and began to evade and fumble.

He sat on the ground and cried, "Hey... I don't want you! I want dad! I don't want mom... Mom is bad... Mom is bad!"

The mother stood in front of him and said nothing; she only watched him coldly.

The little boy was even worse.

Lisa looked at this scene, shook her head, and sighed.

The growth environment of this little boy must be very "diverse." He sat on the ground and threw a tantrum in public. Who did he learn this from?

The old lady in the same seat commented, "I also think that small children are not suitable for slides."

Taking a look at Lisa, she added the words with some uncertainty, "Right?"

Lisa explained to her, "The law does not stipulate the age to ride a slide."

"The mother didn't allow her son to ride it. She was worried about her son's injury and didn't want her son to take risks. However, her husband apparently felt that she was worrying for nothing."

"The biggest problem in their family is not riding a slide, but that the couple's educational philosophy is not the same."

"What's wrong with this?" The old lady asked seriously.

Lisa explained seriously, "Different educational concepts of the couple will make the child feel at a loss, and it will be very detrimental to the child's growth."

"This father formed an alliance with his son against deceiving her mother, and there are many disadvantages. This mother should have a good conversation with her husband."

The old lady nodded in awe and stopped speaking.

Everyone else looked at the interaction between the mother and son, some laughed, and some shook their heads.

Still, others took the opportunity to teach their children, "Don't learn from this brother! Look at him, how shameful!"

The children being taught nodded again and again.

Lisa was thinking about finding a positive way to communicate with the mother in green.

A woman with a drunken face, cluttered clothes, and holding half a bottle of alcohol in her hand, suddenly dangled out from the side, and pointed at the little boy fiercely, "Who is the bad person? Your father has long since left you. He's the bad guy! He's the scum! What do you cry for? Cry, and I'll beat you! "

This sudden change frightened the people around her.

Lisa quickly opened the "Best Eye" and started uploading a live video to the unsecured server. At the same time, she got up from her chair and stepped forward two steps, as if to stop the drunk woman from becoming violent.

The green-striped mother froze first, and then quickly pulled the little boy up to protect him. The little boy was so scared that he forgot to cry. He hid behind his mother, only half of his teary face peeped and looked at the drunk woman in surprise.

"Who are you? Why are you scaring my son?" The green striped mother asked the drunk woman.

The drunk woman took a sip of her drink, went forward, and patted the mother on the shoulder. She said with a smile, "Look, he's not crying now! Sister, I tell you, don't be too polite while dealing with this disobedient little ghost. It will be better if you are strict. If required, you should beat him."

The mother showed a disgusted look. She took a few steps back and fanned her hands in front of her nose as if she wanted to fan away from the bad smell of alcohol.

She glanced at the drunk woman, and pulled the little boy to turn around and leave, "Go! Let's stay away from this drunk woman."

The little boy quickly followed his mother. After walking a distance, he glanced back at the drunk woman again. His eyes had more curiosity than fear.

Lisa then thought, 'This little boy is very curious and adventurous, he could be a good explorer.'

Watching the mother and child leave, the drunk woman's smile gradually disappeared. Her mouth was filled with wine, and her eyes seemed to be redder.

After a while, she poured wine into her mouth and walked out of the playground with faint tears in her eyes.

Lisa looked at the woman and frowned deeply.

There was something wrong!