A ragged cub at the beginning

"Why don't you take Madam Yang downstairs to change her clothes!" Mrs. Wang finally found an opportunity to speak.

Qiu Kui sent a little maid to take Madam Yang to change clothes. "Madam, the tea and snacks are ready in the garden pavilion. Why don't you go over there to enjoy the flowers?" Her voice was neither too loud nor too low, but just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Look at me, it's a flower banquet, but I haven't picked any flowers for a long time. Sisters, please come this way." Madam Wang gestured to Qiu Kui to take the guests over, and she stayed to comfort Madam Lu. "Madam Lu, it's all my fault for the poor hospitality."

Mrs. Lu was annoyed and said in a bad tone, "You know that the hospitality was not good enough, but you didn't say anything just now?"

I didn't invite you!

Mrs. Wang clenched her handkerchief tightly. Her family was just a merchant and could not afford to offend an official, no matter how low-ranking the official was. She smiled and said, "Sister, you are angry today. I have prepared some tonics for you to take back."

I just hope my son can work hard and pass the imperial examination as soon as possible so that he doesn't have to endure all this.

Mrs. Lu snorted coldly and walked away. She must think of a way to close the kindergarten and make that Tang kowtow to her and admit his fault!

After this incident, Tang Xu, who originally wanted to listen to some gossip, felt bored and wanted to go home.

In front of the pavilion, there is a lawn surrounded by colorful chrysanthemums in full bloom, and children gather in groups of three or four to play.

Behind Wang Rouer was the conjoined twin Wu Yuer. Qiyue was with Jiarui. The children all had toys in their hands. It was obvious that Mrs. Wang had made complete preparations.

"Mom~" Qiyue looked up and saw Tang Xu, who ran over excitedly with a shuttlecock in his hand, "We are having a shuttlecock kicking competition."

Seeing the children, Tang Xu's depression dissipated a little, "That's amazing, did you have fun?"

"Happy! Rou'er is so awesome! She kicked thirty!"

"Aunt, I'm pretty good too. I kicked eight of them."

"Wow! Jiarui is amazing! You've made progress!"

Tang Xu praised the two children again and again, making them feel that they were omnipotent, and they went back to the competition in high spirits.

"Principal Tang, is this how they praise children in all kindergartens?" The speaker was the mother of Lu Xiao from Class 1. She frowned and seemed to disagree.

Tang Xu remembered Lu Xiao as a child who was a little bit inferior and introverted. He seemed a bit out of place among the "naughty kids" in the class.

Seeing his mother now, Tang Xu seemed to understand. Madam Lu looked a little stern, with obvious wrinkles between her eyebrows, and it was obvious that she often frowned.

Tang Xu nodded and answered her, "Yes, that's how we praise our children."

Mrs. Lu was displeased, "It's not appropriate. Praising a child like this will make him not know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. He will be spoiled."

Tang Xu shook his head. "Children will not be spoiled. As long as their parents behave properly, no matter how much you praise them, they will be like you. You are Lu Xiao's mother, right? Do you never praise your child at home? How long have you not seen him smile? Does he shrink back in fear every time he sees you?"

Mrs. Lu widened her eyes in surprise. "How do you know? That child is too timid. He starts crying after a few words, and now he just pretends not to hear. For a boy, it's so disappointing."

Tang Xu found the reason and felt sorry for Lu Xiao. "The child's courage is given by his parents. You suppress and belittle him at home. Have you ever thought that he will hate himself?"

Mrs. Lu frowned and asked in astonishment: "Hate yourself? Why?"

"A child's world is very small, and it can only accommodate his closest parents and relatives. You dislike his timidity, are very picky about him, and rarely praise him. As time goes by, he feels that he can't do anything well. Even his beloved mother doesn't like him, so how can he like himself? No matter what Lu Xiao does, he is slower than others. He always wants to see how others do it. He has no ideas of his own because he feels that no one likes what he does and he can't do it well."

Mrs. Lu couldn't believe it. "How could it be? I'm picking on him, isn't it to teach him? If I didn't like him, why would I bother with this effort!"

"But smart children are praised. You only see the shortcomings of his work and criticize him from an adult's perspective. But how old is he? Mrs. Lu, you should see his progress. Do you remember how surprised you were when he was a toddler and said his first word?"

Mrs. Lu was silent, lowering her head in thought. The other ladies who were chatting also stopped and looked at Tang Xu.

After a long while, another person asked, "But if you keep praising him, won't he become proud and complacent?"

Tang Xu looked at Qiyue. She had just praised him for his shuttlecock kicking skills. He was practicing hard now. When he got home, he would definitely ask her to show him how to kick. "No, the more you praise him, the harder he will try to prove to you that you were right. Children are so simple and innocent. He doesn't really understand why he should learn to read and write. He just wants to make you happy."

"To cheer me up?" Mrs. Lu repeated in a low voice, looking at her son hiding in the corner. He was alone, with a pot of chrysanthemums in front of him, his little mouth moving, as if chatting with the flowers. He looked pitiful, but why did he only feel angry before?

"Yes, children are really easy to understand. If you praise him for eating well, he will eat with big mouthfuls for you to see. If you say his handwriting is good, he will write a few more for you. If you say the little people he draws are cute, he will draw for you every day." This is all what July taught her. "If he does something wrong, you can tell him seriously that he is wrong. But don't keep nagging him. When you find that he has corrected his mistake and done it right, please remember to praise him loudly. He may remember it for the rest of his life."

Many people who become parents for the first time have long forgotten how they felt when they were children, and only inherit the way their parents treated them when they were young.

"Is it really my fault?" Mrs. Lu still couldn't believe it. Did the child really become so timid and cowardly because she was too strict?

Tang Xu suggested, "Maybe Mrs. Lu can try to change it and see the changes in the child."

Mrs. Lu said nothing, looking at her son in deep thought.

Mrs. Wu couldn't help but ask, "Director Tang, Yu'er has been talking a lot recently. Is it because of my attitude? Every time she talks to me, I am very happy and can't help but praise her and kiss her."

Tang Xu affirmed: "It is very likely. Parents' attitude towards their children is really important."

"What should I do if my son has a bad temper?"

"When he's angry, don't try to reason with him. Instead, hug him and take him to do something that makes him happy. Don't keep bringing up the things that made him angry. Let him focus on other things. You can wait until he calms down before asking him."

"What should I do if a boy likes to cry?"

"It's okay if he cries a lot. Let him cry first and then we can talk."

"What about bed-wetting?"

Bed-wetting..I don’t know! I haven’t wet the bed in July!

The flower banquet turned into a child psychology education class. Tang Xu herself was not an education expert, so she could only tell them her experience in treating July. Some of it was just her guess. After all, the psychology of children is really easy to understand. First, treat him as an independent person, and then it will be very simple.

At the end of the day, Tang Xu successfully broke into the circle of ladies.

After getting to know her, everyone found that she was easy to talk to as long as she was not irritated, and she would not scold anyone. Especially when it came to children's problems, she showed gentleness and patience that others could not match.