By Pingting / May 11, 2026
昨天是母亲节，也是星期天。
就想着什么都不做，好好慰劳一下自己，于是找了部电影来看。没想到，无意中看起了第二部日本动画片——《龙猫》。
真没想过，这动画片对我的冲击那么大。
特别是看到最后两姐妹回到家乡，跟村民团聚的画面。那一刻，我整个人哭得很惨，但同时又有一种很幸福、很满足的感觉。
于是我忍不住跟娃儿说：
“妈妈实在是太感动了！”
没想到，娃儿不但没被我吓到，还用手按快捷键把电影拉到了前面部分。
他说：
“这样就好了！”
我心想，这娃儿估计以为我太伤心了，想帮我跳过那段。
可问题是——
我其实还挺享受哭的感觉的。
于是我赶紧说：
“不要！你拉回去！”
没等他继续操作，我自己又赶紧拉了回去。结果发现，已经到最后了。
——
后来我跟他说：
“今天晚上我要跟你分享这个龙猫的故事。”
结果这时，娃儿突然让我跟他一起去客厅。
他翻出了之前我们一起买的龙猫装饰品，说想拿在手上玩，一边玩，一边听我讲龙猫的故事。
于是我就答应了。
拿到后他问：
“荷叶呢？”
我：
“难道被我们弄丢了！”
娃儿：
“那才是最重要的一部分。”
娃儿继续安慰自己：
“我们是去年才买的是不是？那就是在新家。”
言下之意，反正找一找都能找到。
——
我开始努力在大脑里，把整部电影从头到尾复述一遍。
讲完后，我迫不及待地问他：
“你跟我一样感动吗？”
问完后我突然想到：
他可能还不知道什么叫“感动”。
于是我又换了个方式问：
“你想哭吗？”
结果娃儿至少愣了十秒。
然后非常淡定地回了我一句：
“没有。”
——
我不死心，继续问：
“是因为我讲得不好吗？”
结果娃儿马上来一句：
“因为我没看过电影。”
我心想：
娃儿这是在安慰我，不是我讲得不好吧！
结果没想到，他后面又补了一刀：
“妹妹手里拿的是玉米还是米？你刚刚没说清楚。”
我：
“我说了玉米了呀！”
娃儿：
“可是你刚刚说米。”
我心想：
完了，估计真的是我自己说错了。[捂脸]
于是我又重新确认了一遍剧情。
“我很确定是大玉米，因为那个奶奶说，他妈妈吃了玉米病就会好起来。”
结果娃儿还没结束。
他继续：
“还有你说的电线是什么，我不知道什么是电线。”
我：
“电线就是上次飓风吹倒以后，我们看到电线杆倒下来的那个线。猫巴士就是在电线上开的！”
——
讲到这里，我突然反应过来了。
原来不是他不认真听。
而是：
我有几处细节没描述清楚，他开始对我的故事产生怀疑了。
最搞笑的是：
我本来满脑子都在期待——
“他会不会跟我一样感动到哭？”
结果人家根本不感动。
全程都在认真检查我的剧情逻辑有没有问题。[捂脸]
最后，我们达成了一个共识：
下次有空的时候，再一起完整看一次《龙猫》。
婷妈的亲子日常 创作于 2026.05.11
原创发布： tingtingma.com
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Tingma’s Parenting Diary| 252. I Was Crying My Eyes Out, While He Was Busy Checking the Plot Logic
Yesterday was Mother’s Day, and also a Sunday.
I decided I wanted to do absolutely nothing and just treat myself for once, so I picked a movie to watch. Unexpectedly, I ended up watching my second Japanese animated film ever — My Neighbor Totoro.
I truly didn’t expect this movie to hit me that hard.
Especially at the end, when the two sisters reunited with the villagers after returning home. At that moment, I cried so hard, yet at the same time felt incredibly happy and fulfilled.
So I couldn’t help telling my son:
“Mommy is sooo touched!”
To my surprise, not only was he not startled by my reaction, he immediately used the shortcut key to drag the movie back to an earlier part.
He said:
“Now it’s fixed!”
I thought to myself: this child probably assumed I was too sad and wanted to help me skip the emotional part.
But the thing is —
I was actually enjoying the feeling of crying. [Facepalm]
So I quickly said:
“No! Put it back!”
Before he could continue touching anything, I hurried and dragged it back myself. Then I realized… the movie was already over.
—
Later, I told him:
“Tonight I’m going to tell you the story of Totoro.”
At that moment, he suddenly asked me to come to the living room with him.
He pulled out the Totoro decoration we had bought together before. He wanted to hold it in his hands while listening to me tell the story.
So of course I agreed.
After picking it up, he asked:
“Where’s the leaf?”
Me:
“Did we lose it?!”
Him:
“That’s the most important part.”
Then he comforted himself:
“We bought it last year, right? Then it must be in the new house.”
Meaning: if we look carefully, we’ll probably find it anyway.
—
Then I tried my best to retell the entire movie from beginning to end from memory.
After I finished, I eagerly asked him:
“Were you touched like I was?”
Right after asking, I suddenly realized:
He might not even fully understand what “being touched” means yet.
So I changed the question:
“Did it make you want to cry?”
He paused for at least ten seconds.
Then calmly replied:
“No.”
—
Still unwilling to give up, I asked:
“Was it because I didn’t tell the story well?”
Immediately he answered:
“Because I haven’t watched the movie.”
I thought:
Aw… maybe he was trying to comfort me, saying it wasn’t my storytelling.
But unexpectedly, he followed up with another comment:
“Was the little sister holding corn or rice? You didn’t explain it clearly.”
Me:
“I said corn!”
Him:
“But you said rice earlier.”
At that point I thought:
Oh no… I probably really did say it wrong. [Facepalm]
So I double-checked the plot again.
“I’m very sure it was a big corn, because the grandma said their mom would get better after eating the corn.”
But he still wasn’t done.
He continued:
“And I don’t know what the electric wires are.”
Me:
“The electric wires are the ones we saw after the hurricane blew down the utility poles. The Catbus runs on those wires!”
—
At that moment, I suddenly realized something.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t listening carefully.
It was that I hadn’t explained a few details clearly enough, so he had started doubting my storytelling. [Laughing through tears]
The funniest part was:
I had been fully expecting this whole time —
“Will he cry with me because he’s so touched too?”
But he wasn’t touched at all.
The entire time, he was seriously checking whether the plot logic made sense. [Facepalm]
In the end, we reached an agreement:
Next time when we both have time, we’ll watch My Neighbor Totoro together properly from beginning to end.
Tingma’s Parenting Diary
Written on May 11, 2026
Originally published at: tingtingma.com
Written for my child, and for the adults who are still growing.
Unauthorized reproduction is prohibited.
Originally written in Chinese by the author.
This English version was translated with the assistance of ChatGPT.