Itching for a Beating

Qiao Nan and the four children had already left the school. However, the matter of the triplets leaving the examination hall a few minutes earlier had generated a discussion among many of the parents.

"Mom, you're not asking us how we fared in the exams?" After returning home, Qiao Nan busied for an hour before the dumplings were ready to enter the children's tummies. After eating and drinking to their fill, Er Bao stood close to Qiao Nan and looked at her curiously. "All the other parents seemed to be very concerned."

"I am concerned too." Qiao Nan smiled as she poured a cup of water for Er Bao. "Er Bao, drink more water. It's good for your body. Mom does not ask because I trust you all. The three of you usually perform so well at home. When you are in kindergarten, you often come home with little red flowers. I believe that your performance won't be too poor when you go to primary school."

This was a cognitive bias that a mother had toward her child.