After Zhou Wenli pressed the window glass, she left the house.

Before she left, Shakai left first. Shakai just said that he would go out for a walk, and ran out of the house without knowing where he was going.

Zhou Wenli was worried, but she didn't know how to communicate with Sha Kai. She thought about buying a new light bulb, but after leaving the house, she unknowingly walked to the community activity center.

There are simple tables and chairs in the lobby on the first floor. People at the table are playing cards or chess, which is very lively. Zhou Wenli knows most of these people, and those who don’t know each other, and she doesn’t have a close relationship with them. The neighbors she is familiar with are the aunts and mothers who chat with each other every night, and the spouses of these people. In this afternoon, their group is either busy with housework, or they take a nap, watch TV, or play cards, and they also form self-taught cards at a neighbor’s home, and they do not come to the activity center.

Zhou Wenli saw Aunt Liu's wife among the players playing cards. She immediately recalled the story Aunt Liu told, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

Zhou Wenli has no idea what to do about the child. She is still worried about her son Shakai’s situation. One is an elementary school boy and the other is a young adult man. Both of them look like her son, and they are both her troubles.

Aunt Liu's wife didn't see Zhou Wenli, so Zhou Wenli didn't say hello. She walked around the first floor lobby, went upstairs, and went to the reading room on the third floor.

The reading room was very quiet, with newspapers and reading people sitting in groups of three or three, far less lively than the first floor.

Zhou Wenli entered here and felt that her heart was calm.

Zhou Wenli went to find several books she usually read: "Child Psychology", "Adolescent Psychology", "Growth and Love", "Children's World", "Adolescent Growth Manual", "Youth Dreams"...

Zhou Wenli flipped through several books and closed them again.

She stood up and searched for the bookshelf. This time she looked at popular psychology books. Her fingers streaked through the titles: "Emotional Isle", "Social Psychology", "Influence"...

Zhou Wenli's originally peaceful heart became anxious again.

"Sister Zhou, are you still reading these books on your desk? If you don't read them, I'll put them away." The volunteers in the reading room, and residents in the community, were also protruding from the other side of the bookshelf.

Zhou Wenli was stunned and said apologetically: "I'll put it back myself, sorry."

"It's okay. You are basically reading these books. Don't put the books in the wrong bookshelf. Just as Teacher Lin came, your table was empty." The volunteer explained with a smile.

"Oh, he's going to sit there. I'm going to look for books..." Zhou Wenli followed the volunteers back to the reading area and met Teacher Lin.

Teacher Lin is a resident of Building 19. Before retirement, he worked as a junior high school teacher for his whole life. He used to give free tutoring to children in the community. He is one of the residents in the community who are very popular. No matter whether he is familiar with him or not, people in the community would say "Oh" and say "That person is very old teacher."

Zhou Wenli did not know Teacher Lin. Teacher Lin did not attend their evening symposium. He did not dance square dance or play cards or chess. Zhou Wenli had only one child around Zhou Nuan. When Zhou Nuan was born, Teacher Lin retired, so naturally he couldn't stand the need to ask Teacher Lin for tutoring.

Zhou Wenli and Teacher Lin became familiar with each other, which was the case after the Chinese New Year.

Zhou Wenli returned to her seat, sorted out the psychology books that were spread everywhere on the table, and apologized to Teacher Lin.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's not hindering me. But I didn't say hello to you and just sat down." Teacher Lin waved his hand happily, speaking in a quiet voice, and only Zhou Wenli could hear what she said.

He looked at the books that Zhou Wenli had compiled, "Have Xiao Zhou read so many books these days?"

Zhou Wenli blushed, "I have read it a little, but I haven't finished it all."

"It doesn't have to finish reading all of them. As long as you get something from reading, Teacher Lin smiled, spread out the large number of books he had just taken back from the bookshelf, and then took out a palm-sized electronic translator from the small bag he brought.

Zhou Wenli glanced at it and saw that the cover of the book had English written on it, so she withdrew her gaze like lightning, held her own pile of books, and put them back on the bookshelf. After a while, she came back with a book called "Social Psychology".

Zhou Wenli had a hard time reading it, and she felt that the dense words jumped out of the paper and hit her in the face, making her eyes look like stars and dizzy. Her movements of flipping books became slower and slower, and finally stopped.

Zhou Wenli looked up tiredly and saw Teacher Lin opposite the table.

Teacher Lin was probably preparing to take a break, put the bookmark in the book, closed the pages, turned off the translator, picked up his big water cup, and drank two sips of water.

Seeing Zhou Wenli reading it, Teacher Lin smiled, looked at the book she had in hand, and suggested: "It's too hard for you to read this kind of book at once."

Zhou Wenli quickly sat upright and turned into a humble student asking for advice. "Teacher Lin, what book do you think I should read now?"

"Let's talk outside, don't disturb others, you have to go and move around." Teacher Lin put down the water cup, greeted the volunteers at the door, and left the reading room.

Zhou Wenli quickly followed Teacher Lin, and the two stood on the aisle on the third floor together.

"Teacher Lin..." Zhou Wenli was a little anxious.

Teacher Lin did a few chest expansion exercises, twisted his waist, and then said, "Don't be anxious. I think you were reading fairy tales books at the beginning, right? You also read a lot of children's picture books."

Zhou Wenli was a little embarrassed.

She had just had contact with the child. It was in the middle of winter and was not suitable for playing outdoors. She didn't know what boys of this age liked to play, so she thought of the various children's books that her younger brother and sister-in-law bought for her after Zhou Nuan went to elementary school. It's always right for the children to read more books.

Nowadays, it is easy and not easy to buy books. Xinhua Bookstore, which was seen in the streets and alleys, has now become a rare thing. Zhou Wenli can buy online on mobile phones, but has never bought books. She looked at the best-selling books on the Internet, but she felt that it was not suitable for children. She went shopping around the nearby primary school, but the nearby small bookstores sold teaching aids. The extracurricular reading materials recommended by the bookstore owner were either Chinese composition selections or simple versions of classic works read by seniors, which made Zhou Wenli hesitate.

Zhou Wenli was worried for two or three days, and finally thought of the reading room in the community, so she took her child to enter the third floor of the activity center that she hadn't been to for so many years.

Zhou Wenli didn't know anything at that time, clumsyly applied for a book loan card with the help of volunteers, and took her impatient children to choose books.

The community library in this community has a limited collection of books, half of which are outdated bestsellers, and the other half are various reference books that community residents may be interested in. There are some books that can be read for children, but they are all picture books for preschool children.

Zhou Wenli brought the colorful little books for the child, pulled him to sit in the corner of the reading area, secretly helping the child turn the pages, watching him look wide open and look excited, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The few picture books were quickly finished by them. The child lost his patience and couldn't sit still. He was always ready to join in the fun of others. Zhou Wenli was frightened and was about to pull the child away when she met Teacher Lin.

Teacher Lin is a enthusiastic person. When he saw Zhou Wenli's new face in the reading room, he thought the books she borrowed were interesting, so he introduced some rules of the reading room to her and suggested that she go to the volunteers at the door to check if there are any books she needs in the district and municipal libraries, fill out a registration form, and apply to the superior library to send the books to the reading room here.

Zhou Wenli knew that she could borrow books like this for the first time, and she suddenly felt that this was a good way to solve her predicament. As long as there were enough books, the child would be able to calm down and read for a while. Read more books and his personality would also improve. Maybe he could read some useful books in the future instead of passing the time with these picture books.

After a while, Zhou Wenli became familiar with Teacher Lin. She took the initiative to ask for advice, and Teacher Lin was also helpful and recommended a lot of books to her.

"... Reading is a long-term method. You are now facing difficulties. You have to solve them, but it is not useful. You have to use knowledge and accumulate knowledge first. If you don't accumulate enough knowledge, those little or two points will not come in handy. The more you are like this, the more anxious you are, and you can't calm down when reading." Teacher Lin said to Zhou Wenli, "Your child is still disobedient now? I remember you said that he is a primary school student, right? A boy of that age is naughty. Just let him read and read by himself will not solve the problem. The child is too energetic. If he takes him to exercise more outdoors and let him vent his extra energy, he will be obedient. This is also good for his body. It is still a bit cold now... There is an indoor gymnasium and a heated swimming pool here, which can take his children to play."

Teacher Lin’s suggestion was very sincere, but he didn’t know his suggestion, so Zhou Wenli could not accept it at all.

That child is not human, how could Zhou Wenli take the stadium and swimming pool that is so complicated that he can go to? If he plays with other children, wouldn’t he scare the parents next to him to death? The children will be scared to tears.

Zhou Wenli smiled bitterly and did not agree immediately.

Teacher Lin looked at her and asked again: "The book you read today... are you interested in psychology, or have you encountered new problems?"

"It's my son..." Zhou Wenli temporarily put down the child's affairs and talked about Sha Kai.

Teacher Lin didn't know Zhou Wenli's family situation. When she heard that her son had lost his temper, smashed his own window and light bulb, she couldn't help but frown.

"This is not possible. You have to take him to the hospital for a look, not..." Teacher Lin looked serious. Seeing Zhou Wenli's shocked expression, he stopped talking and asked, "Have he...have he done this before?"

Zhou Wenli looked embarrassed, "I, I don't know..."

Now, Teacher Lin was stunned.

"He... I divorced his father, and I had divorced many years ago. He had been with his father before, and recently moved to me..." Zhou Wenli lowered her head.

"Then you have to ask his father. This is not a trivial matter. Your son is over 20 years old and is working, right? If he is just under a lot of work pressure recently and has a bad temper, he can still find a way to adjust it. If he was like this before, he would destroy it whenever he was unhappy, and you who are parents should take it seriously." Teacher Lin said with great thoughts.

Zhou Wenli nodded quickly, but the next second she showed a look of embarrassment again.

She had never contacted her ex-husband for so many years, and she didn't even have the phone number of her ex-husband... Now she has to ask her younger brother Zhou Wenjun.

Zhou Wenli thought.

Bang! Crash! Crash! Crash!

Teacher Lin and Zhou Wenli were shocked at the same time, and they turned their heads together and looked at the reading room behind them.

Everyone in the reading room twisted their necks, looked at the direction of the sound, and then there were screams of exclamation.

I saw the last row of bookshelfs falling down and hit the front row of bookshelfs. The front row of bookshelfs slowly tilted, hitting the front row of bookshelfs... The rows of bookshelfs were as stolen as dominoes, and there was a constant clanging sound. The falling books filled the bottom of the bookshelf.

The people in the reading area jumped up quickly and ran to the distance.

No one tried to stop the bookshelf from falling. Hearing the sound of landing, he knew that these simple iron bookshelfs were extremely heavy and hitting people with great impact. When they hit the ground, they would also be a pit.

The big noise on the third floor scared the card players on the first floor. They thought it was an earthquake and the building collapsed. They pushed open the tables and chairs and flocked out of the hall.

Fortunately, the reading room was not big and there were not enough bookshelfs, so the domino finally came to an end. The last bookshelf in this column fell to the ground and the dust settled.

Teacher Lin hurried into the reading room, "Call some people to help, call a few young men to help, and help the bookshelf up."

In the reading room at this moment, there were only old men and women reading newspapers, but no young people. It would be too difficult for them to ask them to support the bookshelf.

The volunteer at the door was not young. After a while of shock, he took out his cell phone and called the neighborhood committee.

Zhou Wenli's hands and feet were chilling, her eyes widened, and she looked at the child sitting on the last row of bookshelfs.

The child giggled, clapped his hands, and waved his arms at Zhou Wenli, as if he was playing an interesting game and wanted to share it with Zhou Wenli.

Zhou Wenli remembered the story Aunt Liu told.

The blazing afternoon sun did not dispel the chill in Zhou Wenli's heart, nor did it make the disaster in front of her look warmer.

The child twisted his head and looked at another intact bookshelves.

Zhou Wenli's heart was raised to her throat and hurriedly threw herself on the window glass of the reading room.

The child suddenly turned around, looked at Zhou Wenli again, and smiled at her.

He jumped lightly on the fallen bookshelf, his toes lighted the iron rack, walked step by step to the reading area, and then leaped gently, and his figure disappeared on the glass.

Zhou Wenli breathed a sigh of relief and took a few steps back with her legs weak.

She felt her hand being pulled.

The cold little hand held her fingertips and shook it twice as if she was coquettish.

Zhou Wenli lowered her head stiffly and saw the child's hand passing through the wall behind her.

His head also passed through the wall. After tilting his head, he looked at Zhou Wenli, grinned and his body retracted outside the wall.

Zhou Wenli hurriedly lay down on the window, opened the window, and looked around.

What she saw were the residents of the community playing cards on the first floor. There were no children outside the window.

"Gee..." The child's laughter rang in Zhou Wenli's ears.
To be continued...