Because of this incident, Child's Mom nearly fell out with the colleague who had recommended the tutor.
That day, Child's Mom went home from work an hour early because she was feeling unwell.
The moment she opened the door, she heard hysterical screams coming from the child's room.
No.
They were curses.
After a moment of confusion, Child's Mom's expression grew increasingly grim.
Her lips trembled.
Without even taking off her shoes, she ran inside.
She tripped over something in the entryway because she was not paying attention.
One of her shoes came off.
She practically crashed through the child's bedroom door.
The female teacher stood in front of the desk, her face full of rage.
She was pointing at the child, who stood with his head lowered.
Her finger was almost touching the child's head.
The noise she made breaking down the door was too loud.
Everyone inside turned to look at her.
She saw the child's bewildered face as he raised his head, his eyes red.
His nose was red, too.
He looked utterly pitiful.
Her heart ached, and she almost jogged to the child's side.
"Linlin!"
Only after hearing the woman call his name did the child seem to come back to himself.
His eyes widened.
It really was Mom.
Once he realized this, large tears slid from the corners of his reddened eyes.
He opened his mouth.
But his sobs choked off any sound.
The woman hugged her child, her heart aching.
"It's all right now. It's all right."
"Mom's here..."
The woman gently patted the child's back, continuously comforting him.
Once the child's emotions had settled somewhat, she raised her head and looked at the female teacher, who had remained silent.
"Teacher Li."
"I hope you can give me an explanation."