The child has a bad cold and can't go to school. He had an injection at home for five days, and it seems that he will get well soon. My child is a child who loves to learn. In the evening, he asked me to take him to his classmate's house to ask for homework and let him come back to write.

My children and I walked and talked on the way to my classmates' home. Suddenly, the child said, "Why am I a little scared?" My hair looks like it's going to stand on end. I'm still a little cold. "I'm a little scared, too, because the daughter-in-law next to our road died of drinking medicine some time ago.

I led the children to turn around and go home at once, and I didn't ask for homework. Walking to the gate, I slapped the child from head to toe, shouted the child's name and said, "Are you back?" Make sure the child will come back. I shouted three times and shouted again at the door. The child fell asleep when I entered the room.

The child woke up the next morning and said hello without fear or cold.