CHAPTER 74: CHAPTER 74: STILL JUST A CHILD

Li Chang’an slowly felt himself entering a strange state, as if he was no longer himself.

The sounds by his ears were like gentle flowing water, making him unconsciously put down his psychological defenses.

When he was young, his parents were busy and always asked the neighbor’s aunt to help take care of him.

The aunt had lost her husband, which was quite pitiful, so every time his parents sent him to their neighbor’s house, they always brought some things.

At first, the aunt was very good to him, then she started always wanting to hold him

when he was small.

Later, as he grew older,

he privately read many medical books.

Meng Yao sighed inwardly, indeed, there’s never a shortage of perverted people.

However, Li Chang’an was also a ruthless person; knowing what he had suffered, he led all the street neighbors at that time.

The widow couldn’t take the pointing and gossip and hanged herself.

Was the widow’s fate worthy of sympathy? No, Meng Yao didn’t think so at all. Because her selfish desires harmed Li Chang’an, paying with her life, it wasn’t Li Chang’an being malicious, he was just venting for himself.

Meng Yao stopped the suggestion, and Li Chang’an slowly recovered from the trance state.

Li Chang’an remembered the recollections and retelling just now.

For so many years, it was the first time he had spoken about these things.

It wasn’t as embarrassing as imagined, and the big stone pressing at the bottom of his heart seemed not so heavy anymore.

"This matter is not your fault, it’s people’s hearts that are sinister. That person hanged herself, it was merely swallowing one’s own bitter fruit. You don’t need to have any psychological pressure." Meng Yao’s voice was very soothing, and Li Chang’an felt very calm.

This child is too kind, thinking he was the one who drove the widow to death.

"Your body has no issues, trust me, you will be fine." Meng Yao continued.

"How will I be fine?" Li Chang’an asked.

"Do psychological counseling." Meng Yao replied.

Li Chang’an looked puzzled, not understanding, he had never heard of this term.

"Simply put, you chat with me regularly. Just now, your mother said to let you go with me to take Dahe for the exam. How about this, you temporarily stay at home." Meng Yao said.

Just talking can make things better?

Li Chang’an instinctively did not believe it.

"Those words, you have never spoken to anyone before, yet just now, you opened your heart to me." Meng Yao said, "Is it because you genuinely trust me? No, not really. It’s because I did a psychological suggestion on you, guiding you to say them."

Yes, this was Li Chang’an’s secret, he had never mentioned it in front of his parents.

"What is this?" Li Chang’an asked Meng Yao.

"Let’s put it this way, some medical techniques treat physical ailments, while others treat psychological diseases." Meng Yao thought for a moment and said, "For example, some people tend to overthink, which is a psychological manifestation."

Li Chang’an seemed to contemplate, "All these years, the things that happened when I was young kept replaying in my mind, is this a psychological disease?"

"Your ability to comprehend is amazing." Meng Yao said, "You could say that."

"So, as long as I don’t always think about it, I can recover?" Li Chang’an asked.

"That depends on the effectiveness of the treatment." Meng Yao said, "Anyway, psychological counseling can at least make your heart a bit more calm."

"But I can’t stop thinking about it." Li Chang’an said.

"Then face it." Meng Yao said.

"I..." Li Chang’an hesitated.

"Try it, you won’t lose out. If you’re lucky, your life changes for the better. If you’re not, how much worse could it get?"

It makes so much sense, it’s impossible to refute.

"Alright." Li Chang’an nodded, "Aunt, is this what Uncle taught you too?"

Meng Yao was calm, "Medical techniques are interrelated, I have the natural gift for it, can I claim I accomplished it myself?"

Li Chang’an silently nodded, "Alright."

"Don’t worry, as long as you cooperate with me, I am at least eighty percent sure I can solve the issues bothering you." Meng Yao said, "You should read the Heart Sutra often when you have free time, it can help calm your mind."

Li Chang’an responded with a sound.

"Alright, go do what you need to do." Meng Yao urged him.

Providing psychological counseling can be quite exhausting.

Li Chang’an went to find Zhao Xiaoshu, still remembering his fierce look; he surely scared the person.

Zhao Xiaoshu was writing.

"Xiaoshu, it was my fault just now, I hope you can forgive me." Li Chang’an said sincerely.

"Cousin, I also made mistakes. My mother taught me not to bungle my way into whatever I do, and just now, I was bungling my way in." Zhao Xiaoshu said earnestly.

"So shall we forgive each other?" Li Chang’an asked.

Zhao Xiaoshu nodded heavily.

Li Chang’an secretly thought, Aunt has taught the children quite well.

"Meng Zhu, get out here for me." A dry and fierce voice rang out in everyone’s ears.

Meng Yao had just lain down for a short while, hearing the voice, she could only sit up with a frown.

Mrs. Sun’s came.

Meng Yao came out from the house, Mrs. Sun was already standing in the courtyard.

"Mother, how did you come?" Meng Yao asked patiently.

The original self did not have a good impression of Mrs. Sun, and Meng Yao herself had even less.

Crying out "Mother" was merely to preserve outward appearances.

No choice, there were already many people gathering to watch the drama at the house entrance, who knows what Mrs. Sun had said all the way here, but seeing those whispering people, it was clear that it wouldn’t be anything good.

"I’m not here for you, I’m here for Meng Zhu." Mrs. Sun also exhibited a face of impatience.

She had gotten nowhere with Meng Yao, so she had learned to be a bit smarter.

In the meantime, Meng Zhu walked out slowly and called out to Mrs. Sun.

"Meng Zhu, you’ve grown capable, returning without entering your maternal family’s door. Did I give birth to you for nothing and raised you for nothing?" Mrs. Sun scolded mercilessly.

"No, it wasn’t in vain. I got married, and you took all the wedding gift silver from the hundred families without giving me anything to put in the bottom of the chest. After marriage, during festive seasons and celebrations, I always paid respects without missing anything ever. If you can call this raising in vain, then Mother, did Grandmother raise you even more in vain?" Meng Zhu retorted sharply.

Anyway, in her memory, she hadn’t seen Mrs. Sun send gifts to her maternal family.

"If I were to follow suit, you wouldn’t even have a place to cry now. A girl who marries out is water poured out, I am already part of the Li Family, Mother, it’s inappropriate for you to boss me around like this, isn’t it?" Meng Zhu did not give Mrs. Sun any chance to speak.

"As for the New Year greetings you’ve mentioned, I sent the things before New Year’s, if you need a simple ’Happy New Year,’ I can say it now. Mother, Happy New Year." Meng Zhu continued, "Come on, Chang’an, Changning, come greet your grandmother for New Year."

Li Chang’an mildly asked once.

Li Changning also asked once.

"Mother, both kids have given you New Year’s greetings, don’t let them go empty-handed." Meng Zhu asked with a smile.

Mrs. Sun only said that one short sentence, Meng Zhu spoke so many, making Mrs. Sun frustrated for quite a while, finally squeezing out a sentence, "Chang’an is already nineteen, how does he count as a kid?"

"How doesn’t he count? Mother, Chang’an is not married yet!" Meng Zhu said calmly.