"Little Wen went to the toilet and came back, saying he was going to sleep in again. Xiao Ya hasn't left her bedroom. Forget it, don't worry about the two of them.
This is a rare summer holiday without homework in years.
Let them relax for a while!"
Back then, because she was living under someone else's roof, Zhou Pinjuan was afraid of making things difficult for her daughter. She always prioritized the Qian family, including her grandson and granddaughter, and over time, it became a habit. She always sided with the two of them.
"It's fine to relax now, but I'm afraid they'll get used to this relaxation and continue it in college. Forget it, this isn't urgent for now. The most important thing is the college application. We have to submit it tomorrow.
I don't know if Xiao Ya has changed her mind.
Mom, I'll go make lunch first. Please keep an eye on Ping'an. After I'm done with their college application issues, I'll go to the psychologist to inquire more about Ping'an's mental state and guide him slowly."
Things ultimately need to be prioritized. At this moment, the most urgent issue to resolve is her daughter's insistence on attending a vocational college. Therefore, Ding Yun could only put other matters aside for the time being and asked her mother to help keep an eye on Ping'an.
Only then did she feel relieved and head into the kitchen with the vegetables.
She hurried to wash, cut, and cook the vegetables.
Three meals a day are the most time-consuming for a housewife. Even though Ding Yun didn't cook anything complicated, it still took her over an hour to prepare lunch and call everyone out to eat.
However, there was a difference. Perhaps because the dishes Ding Yun made today were materialized from the game, free of pollution, purely natural, and of better quality than before, the aroma of her cooking was particularly rich today. Consequently, after just one call, the people who usually needed to be called several times to eat all came immediately.
Ding Junya even praised her rare words.
Others chimed in, and even Qian Ping'an nodded. Only her daughter Qian Ya remained silently looking down, pondering what she was thinking.
However, Ding Yun did not want to affect everyone's appetite, so she didn't say anything. She just urged everyone to eat. Only after everyone had finished eating and put down their chopsticks did she pull Qian Ya into the room and lock the door.
"Do you still have the same idea as before?
Are you still determined to apply for that vocational college? If I change your application, will you refuse to go? Will you drop out of school yourself?"
Ding Yun was actually struggling now, unsure how to handle this daughter. She didn't know whether to indulge her or force her to do something. She also didn't know if forcing her would lead her daughter to do something even more outrageous, making the situation completely irretrievable.
For example, eloping, or truly dropping out of school.
Or perhaps running away from home.
So, she could only continue to probe and see if she could persuade her before making her next decision.
"Yes, I keep my word.
I will not compromise on this matter. I have been with Li An for one year and three months. I know exactly what I am doing and will never regret it. Just like it says in books, the path I choose, even if it's paved with broken glass shards, I will crawl to the end.
I cannot bear to be separated from him for so long."
Qian Ya seemed to have been mentally prepared for this, and had even rehearsed these words in her heart for a long time. As she spoke, she held her head high, meeting Ding Yun's gaze.
She looked like someone who would stand by her truth and refuse to yield, even at the cost of her life.
"Does he know your choice?"
"Did you choose this yourself, or did he make you choose this, or are you hiding it from him?
Do you want to give him a surprise?"
"Are you sure it's a surprise and not a shock?"
"Are you clinging to him because you're giving everything, or do you simply not trust him? Do you think that as soon as you two are separated, he will cheat on you and abandon you? Or do you think you'll forget him and find someone else?"
"Are you sure you love him?"
After throwing out so many questions in rapid succession, Ding Yun didn't give her daughter any chance to react or retort before immediately continuing with new questions:
"Do his family members know about this? Will his family look down on you when they know your choice, thinking you're desperate and can't leave their son?
Is he worth you giving up so much for him?"
"Think about these questions carefully. As for me, I have only one stance: I will at most allow you to apply to a university in the same city as your so-called Li An. Don't even think about the same university. Even if you threaten me with dropping out, it won't work."
"Our family cannot tolerate a love-struck brain."
"I have said all I can. Tomorrow, the teachers will show the college application to the parents. If you insist on filling in that school, then be prepared for work-study programs or even student loans. The family will not provide a single cent. I am not joking.
I will not restrict you in choosing your major, nor will I restrict you in choosing any school that matches your academic performance. However, I absolutely cannot tolerate you trampling on your own efforts and achievements, and your own life, for the sake of a man!"
After saying all that, Ding Yun unlocked the door to her daughter's bedroom and walked out:
"What are you all standing at the door for?
Go do what you should be doing. Little Wen, come into the room with me. Let's talk about your college application. You've been saying you haven't decided for the past few days, but you have to submit it tomorrow and you still haven't decided? Come into the room and talk to me.
I'll help you consider it..."
After dispersing the eavesdroppers at the door, Ding Yun grabbed her son's arm and went into another bedroom to have a heart-to-heart talk with Qian Wen.
In comparison, Qian Wen was more obedient and sensible. After entering the room, he honestly stated that he was struggling between choosing computer science or finance, as he heard these majors were quite popular.
Regarding this, Ding Yun thought for a moment and said:
"Let's avoid computer science. Your father studied that field, and he's been dead for many years now.
Think about which major you like.
Nowadays, it's not necessarily true that you have to work in the field you studied. In short, try to choose something you're good at or interested in. If you're neither good at it nor interested, and you only choose it because others say it's good, then you'll suffer when you study it. There's no need to torture yourself."
"The school teachers will also help analyze tomorrow.
In addition, do more research yourself and make your own judgments. As long as your chosen major is not outrageous, I will not interfere. But you must understand that the path you choose is one you have to walk yourself. I cannot help you with anything. You must be responsible for your own life!"
After a few more pleasantries, Ding Yun left.
She felt she had done all she could.
The rest was up to the children.