How to deal with Xiong Haizi? Share two short stories
How to tame naughty children and their parents, a netizen shared his experience. He said that once during the New Year, a distant relative brought his seven or eight-year-old child to visit his house. The child was very naughty and mischievous. He accidentally found the piano in the host's study and excitedly played it madly. The host ignored it at first, until he went to the study to get a cup and saw the child pouring water on the piano keys. His heart nearly jumped out of his throat, he wanted to throw the child out of the twenty-ninth floor. But he didn't, he asked the child why he did this, the child said he wanted to help clean the piano. His parents also used the child's young age as an excuse for his unawareness, brushing it off as him trying to help. So, the host suppressed his anger, he patiently peeled open the piano cover, absorbed the water bit by bit with paper, and dried it with a hairdryer.
However, he didn't really forgive the child. He turned around and rewarded the child, saying: "You are so good, you washed the piano for your sister very well. In the future, when you see a grand piano, you can also go and help them wash it, remember to pour more water, it will be cleaner, and they will definitely reward you well." So, one day not long after, the child saw a Pétrof grand piano for sale for 660,000 yuan in the mall, and he went to wash it for a try. As a result,The final compensation for the mall is 198,000 yuan.
Similarly, the second story is common in our lives, which is vividly referred to as the "elevator mischievous kid". They will cancel the buttons of other floors while riding the elevator, prevent others from pressing the button to their floor, and find fun in the clever move of cancelling others' floors. Among the tenants living above me, one of them likes to press the elevator button to his thirty-first floor. He would cancel other people's floor buttons and laugh at people. Until one day, I was in a bad mood after work, and he innocently drifted into my vision, he cancelled my sixteenth-floor button again. Holding back a belly of breath, I used all my strength to slap the elevator, making a noise that shocked the elevator. He was scared silly by me, his body began to tremble. He looked at adults and gave the child a glaring warning. Then, the pedestrian who took the elevator downstairs helped me press the sixteenth floor button. I left the elevator, only to hear the child crying in the elevator. Since that day, every time he met me in the elevator, he would immediately withdraw his hand, not daring to press the elevator button anymore.