The little girl was talking about a roommate in their dormitory, and her eyes were full of excitement.
"Mom, you don't know how ignorant she is. She doesn't even know what 'Yang Shulin', 'TX', and 'Givenchy' are."
"Now, everyone in the dormitory doesn't like her."
Wang Jiayi didn't know that what she said at this time had already caused everyone in the car to be silent for a while, and her mother Wang Xinxia's face was even more ugly.
At this time, Wang Jiayi was still minding her own business and said leisurely:
"The clothes she wears the most are the ones in big floral colors..."
"That's enough! Shut up!"
Before Wang Jiayi finished speaking, she was directly interrupted by her own mother.
Wang Xinxia's face changed from green to red. She looked very ugly and was obviously angry.
Wang Jiayi was stunned and looked at her mother with some confusion.
In her opinion, this was something worthy of making her happy, so she enthusiastically shared it with her mother.
Lin Ming and Bei Xinyao rarely spoke.
After being silent for a while, Wang Xinxia blamed herself and said, "In the past, I neglected to discipline you. I only wanted you to study hard and not be affected by the outside world."
"But, I forgot the most important thing."
"Transmit a correct value and outlook on life to you."
"I didn't educate you well, so you were infected by others."
Lin Ming frowned slightly as he listened, but in the end he chose to remain silent.
Although Wang Jiayi didn't say much, he understood the general content.
In Wang Jiayi's dormitory, a child from the countryside came.
This child came from a poor family and came to study in a magical city from a small county in the 18th tier.
The child's father is a decoration worker and her mother is a packer in a porcelain factory. They are so busy that they can only make ends meet and support her and her brother's education.
Perhaps, it is precisely because she is well aware of her family situation that she never dares to buy expensive things or new clothes.
That’s why she doesn’t know what tx and Givenchy are.
The other girls in Wang Jiayi's dormitory were also unwilling to talk to this girl.
It was as if there was an invisible line between her and her classmates in the dormitory, or even the classmates in the class.
After hearing this, Lin Ming couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Lin Ming could guess the following series of things:
When she was studying in the dormitory, her roommates laughed at her.
When she spoke, her roommates would hold their noses and imitate her in a sinister tone.
Her roommates would move all the clothes she hung out on the balcony to one side, as if they were afraid of contaminating her aura of poverty.
There is no doubt that most families who can send their children to school in an international metropolis like Shanghai are in relatively good financial circumstances.
Maybe these children made an honest mistake, or maybe they did it intentionally.
But this is not equal for children from remote areas and poor families.
Just as my aunt Wang Xinxia said, the lack of instilling correct values into children naturally creates a sense of superiority in these children.
Even a sense of superiority is overwhelming.
However, they don't know that some people in this world are exhausted just to maintain their lives.
No one told them:
Some people live in high-rise buildings and villas, while others live in deep ditches.
Not everyone is like them and has the same conditions as them: a good family background.
This is not only a problem of family education, but also a social problem of impatience common among the younger generation.
"Mom, did I say something wrong?"
Wang Jiayi saw her mother's face turned ugly and panicked, and she hurriedly closed her mouth.
Although her mother was strict with her, she had never been beaten or spoken harshly by her mother since she was a child.
In front of his mother, he has always been that sensible and good boy.
But now, his mother scolded her.
Moreover, it was still a severe accusation.
Seeing Wang Jiayi admitting her mistake again, with an innocent expression on her face, Wang Xinxia opened her mouth, but she just let out a heavy sigh.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that she had failed as a mother.
Originally, her divorce from Wang Jiayi's father had caused great psychological trauma to the child, but she also neglected to discipline her child.
In other words, the methods and concepts of discipline and education are wrong, or even fundamentally wrong.
For a while.
Wang Xinxia seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and she didn't know what to do.
"Jiayi, although our living conditions are better than others, we can't look down on others, you know?"
At this time, Bei Xinyao spoke up, looked at the little cousin sitting next to her, and began to preach carefully.
"You must insist on the 'justice' in your heart and cannot be influenced by outsiders."
"You look down on the female classmate in your dormitory, but she was born in a poor family. It's not her fault. You have no reason and you shouldn't look down on her. Do you understand?"
"Cousin, I, I understand."
Wang Jiayi's head was slightly lowered, her interest was not high, and she responded with a somewhat lonely tone.
I don’t know if she really understood it, or just agreed according to Bei Xinyao’s words.
Lin Ming glanced at the three people in the rearview mirror, smiled, and said, "Auntie, Jiayi has been with us for a while. In fact, we are also responsible for something like this."
"However, I think I should be able to tell Tong Jiayi, don't worry about this matter for now, leave it to me."
While speaking, Lin Ming paid attention to the changes in Wang Jiayi's face from time to time.
"Actually, Jiayi herself doesn't know what kind of harm she and her classmates will cause to the child."
"They just thought it was strange, so they did it."
After a slight pause, Lin Ming's tone increased slightly: "Really? Jiayi? Didn't you think about hurting the female classmate you mentioned?"
Wang Jiayi was stunned, then suddenly raised her head and looked at Lin Ming.
At this time, the little girl's eyes were filled with tears: "Cousin-in-law, I, I really didn't expect that what we said would cause so much harm to Jingjing."
Wang Jiayi wiped away her tears and sobbed softly:
"I never meant to hurt her."
"I just think that what she does is different from what we do."
"I was very curious, but other students were laughing at her, so I, I didn't know why, so I joined in."
When Lin Ming listened, he couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.
This Stockholm effect is actually reflected in most middle school students.