The boy was eighteen years old, but he couldn't touch the bread with jam, and at the age of eighteen, he had never left home for half a step. Can you believe it? All of this is true.
The mother took good care of it day after day, so that the adult son had no ability to do it, even to spread jam on the bread slices, such a simple thing, but also rely on the mother's help to eat. The mother took the bread and jam from the boy's hand, carefully ground the jam for the boy, and carefully handed it to the son.
Dad saw this scene and sent a gift to the young man, and it turned out that today was her birthday. Open the box and inside is a package. Without saying a word, the father picked up a bamboo pole to take his son and drove him out of the house with his own hands. Dad hoped that the young man could go out on his own and learn to grow up.
When the boy came to the door, her mother helped her wrap up and gave him a determined look. The boy left the place where he had lived for eighteen years. Wu Xin looked at his son's distant back and couldn't help but shed tears. The father waved goodbye to his son in relief behind him.
This was the first time he had gone out, and not long after walking, he encountered a strong wind on the way, but the wind became stronger, and he was already unable to walk. The young man hugged a big tree, but the wind grew stronger again, and it was blown loose and slammed into his own doorway. The emaciated son had to return home.
The helpless father looked at his son every time he had an excuse, deliberately picked a sunny day, prepared his son's luggage and started again. This time, the boy encountered a white mist again, and he could not see his five fingers, and he could not move forward at all. Naturally, this is again an excuse. Watching her son return home, the mother is very happy, the father is sad, and the mother is still very thoughtful to prepare bread for her son.
When the father saw it, he still took out his backpack and signaled his son to leave the house. It was raining outside, and the water on the ground was rising higher and higher, and a huge wave was rolled up, washing the boy back home. The mother greeted her son with a warm greeting and poured water for her son's feet. It turned out that this was his imagination again, and Dad did not listen to these reasons at all.
This time, the house began to move on its own, and he followed the guy and put him in. The guy was kicked out again. Just to let his son be independent as soon as possible, but the son always tried his best to come back, and the father had to drive his son out of the house again.
This time, the ground spun ninety degrees, the boy fell into his house again, and Dad drove the boy away again. Unexpectedly, this time my son actually came back directly from the attic. Dad was suddenly out of breath.
The young man saw the situation and took the initiative to go out, but this time the road outside miraculously turned into a circle. The small fire circled around and went home. Again and again, this father kept throwing his son out of the house.
But there were too many excuses for the marvelous doors, the moving houses, the alien spaceships, the teleportation ponds, the reversing bicycles, the guys' excuses, from the cupboards, from the fish tanks, to the bookcases. The father really couldn't bear it this time, and he was so angry that he wanted to teach his son a lesson, but he was stopped by his mother.
No matter how the boy walked, there was no way to leave the house. The son behaved like this, and the father was so angry that he was anxious to circle around the house. In order to ease the relationship between father and son
When the mother saw this, she had a direct heart attack and fell to the ground. The father and son rushed forward to check on their mother's situation, but they did not think that their mother could not be saved in the end. At his mother's funeral, the son wanted his father to tie himself, but he refused.
The boy wanted to eat bread, but his mother was no longer there, and his father would certainly not help him, so he had to spread the bread sauce himself, and although he soiled the tabletop, he succeeded.
This action made my father very happy, and he was also happy for his hands-on ability, which was not as difficult as he thought. The father on the side was relieved, stepped forward and patted his son's shoulder, thinking it was time to let him go out and run. And handed the yellow package to his son again.
With mixed feelings in his heart, they came to the door, the boy and his father hugged and said goodbye, this time, he chose to be brave, picked up and saluted, successfully walked out of the house, and embarked on a new journey in life.
The father stood where he was, dumbfounded, watching his son leave the house. This time the son did not come back, but the father went to the window and kept staring in the direction where the son left.
Doting on a child may be protecting him in the short term, but in the long run, it is not conducive to the child's growth.
The flowers in the greenhouse can never withstand the wind, rain and thunder, only by letting go and getting out of the comfort zone of his parents can he have a higher vision, a bigger pattern, and a broader future. Let the child go out of his own world.
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