Before the college entrance examination, I found out that my mother-in-law gave my daughter sleeping pills

On the eve of the college entrance examination, I suddenly noticed that my mother-in-law pours sleeping pills into my daughter's milk every day.

Under my repeated questioning, she admitted to seeking fortune telling from a master.

As long as the daughter performs worse in the college entrance examination, the younger sister-in-law can perform better.

Later, the whole family forced their daughter, who had excelled in her studies, to give up the college entrance examination just to make way for her sister-in-law's college entrance examination.

In anger, I sought a divorce from my husband but unexpectedly found out that my sister-in-law was actually his daughter.

I found something wrong with my daughter.

She, who used to be cheerful and always liked to laugh, has been looking lethargic lately. She can't get up to speed with anything she does, and she's also particularly drowsy.

Not only can I wake up no matter how I shout in the morning, but I also openly sleep during math class.

You should know that her daughter is currently in her third year of high school, and with only a month left before the college entrance examination, she excels in both skits and studies, and even sets Tsinghua University as her goal.

So when I was called to school for the third time by the teacher for disturbing classroom order, I couldn't figure out how my daughter would behave like this.

Teacher Xu, the homeroom teacher, frowned and helped the eyes on the bridge of his nose:

"Lan Lan's mother, Xia Lan Lan has always been a seedling of Qingbei. She has been working hard for so many years, and now is a critical period. How can she slack off?"

Halfway through, she angrily patted the table:

"Even if you don't study on your own, you still openly sleep in the classroom, affecting others' learning."

I looked at my daughter next to me, and she lowered her head with tears in her eyes, timidly saying:

"I'm sorry, teacher. I'm really tired and can't control myself."

Teacher Xu exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and his gaze fell on me:

"I'm too tired again. Last time you said you were too tired when you slept. Lanlan's mother, may I ask what time does Xialan sleep every day?"

"Sleep at eleven and wake up at six."

I blurted it out.

Although Lan Lan is about to take the college entrance examination, she has a solid foundation.

There is no need to do the task of burning the midnight oil before the exam.

Considering that she is still in the stage of growing her body, she always goes to bed at 11 o'clock every day and wakes up at 6 o'clock in the morning to ensure her seven hours of sleep a day.

Teacher Xu looked at me with a skeptical gaze:

"At least I've slept for seven hours, why do I still feel so sleepy during the day?"

This is a suspicion that I lied.

I looked at my daughter, her usually fair skin was a bit dark yellow, and she had two big black circles under her eyes. It looked like she hadn't rested well.

Now, not to mention being a teacher, even I have some doubts:

"Lan Lan, did you wake up in the middle of the night to study? Or have you been under too much study pressure lately and can't sleep?"

My daughter shook her head and was about to speak, but couldn't help but yawn. Tears flashed from the corner of her eyes:

"I fall asleep every day when I get in bed, but I always feel like I can't get enough sleep and feel very tired."

Teacher Xu looked at his innocent daughter and then at me, who was a bit at a loss. He reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows:

"You guys go back first. Lan Lan, you're also seventeen years old this year. Even if you're tired, you should control yourself and not affect classroom discipline. If you don't read, others will still read!"

The last sentence was resounding, and I saw my daughter's eyes instantly turn red:

"Got it, teacher."

Looking at my daughter's aggrieved appearance, I felt both helpless and heartbroken, so I had to lead her out.

Adolescent children are the most sensitive, and I am willing to talk to my daughter about her learning attitude, but I don't know how to speak up.