you are my unforgettable

Haohao stood in the innermost part, pursed his thin lips without saying a word, and put his hands in his pockets very neatly.Beside him are four male classmates who are relatively tall, and two of them have scratched their foreheads, and they are crying non-stop with tears and snot on their faces.

"Your teacher is just saying that my good son was sent here, but he was beaten up by others. You have no responsibility as teachers. Whose responsibility is that? Could it be that my son wanted to be beaten?" In the middle of the office, A jeweled and rich middle-aged woman flicked her thick fingers and complained.

"Let me tell you, quickly find the parents of the bastard who beat my son. If they don't compensate or apologize, I will never end with them! Dare to beat my son, are you impatient?"

"Mrs. Qian, please calm down. I have already notified Lan Qinghao's parents, and I will be here soon. Please keep your voice down, your influence will not be good..." The class teacher obviously has a headache and is unreasonable, and only likes to yell at the shrew Form parents.But he couldn't offend her yet, so he could only rub his buzzing head weakly to dissuade her.

Luo Xiaoli, who had just squeezed into the office, also heard the middle-aged woman's scolding, and had a bad first impression of her, so she walked quickly to Haohao's side, touched his little head and said, "I'm Lan Qinghao's mother. Mi, I want to know how it happened and why the kids were fighting."

"Okay, so it was your son who injured my son, so tell me what to do." Before the head teacher could reply, Mrs. Qian immediately looked for trouble.

From her point of view, Luo Xiaoli looks delicate and elegant, and she is easy to bully at first glance, so her arrogance has become more and more arrogant.

"Haohao, why did you fight?" Luo Xiaoli ignored Mrs. Qian's yelling, and lowered her head to ask Haohao, who was pursing her thin lips.

Although a child is domineering and arrogant on weekdays, he will not beat a child for no reason.In the words of the little guy, what is your identity, hitting you is a waste of my strength.

"They say I'm a child without a mommy." Haohao raised his head and looked at Luo Xiaoli eagerly.

"Nonsense, am I not your mommy?" Luo Xiaoli's heart softened when she met his pitiful dark eyes.Rebuttal without thinking.

"Lancerui is a child without a mommy, otherwise why don't his parents come to participate in every parent-child activity?" The boy who was beaten to the brow still stubbornly said.

"It turns out that he was a wild child born by a mother but not educated by a mother. No wonder he is so barbaric." Mrs. Qian said with a mean smile on her lips when she heard her son's words.

"What do you want?" Luo Xiaoli protected Haohao, frowning and looking at the angry Mrs. Qian.

Haohao is her treasure, and she will never let him be wronged.

"Hmph, what should I do? My precious son was beaten like this by your son, so we can't just let it go. You have to apologize to my son, and you must be sincere until my son is satisfied." Mrs. Qian thought that Luo Xiaoli was afraid of her , with a smug look on his brows, he said slowly while knocking.

"You think well, I won't apologize to him." Hao Hao said with a cold face, pursing his lips.

"No apology? Then you just wait to be expelled from the kindergarten." Mrs. Qian smiled triumphantly.Her husband just donated a library building to the kindergarten a few days ago, and it's not easy for the kindergarten to expel a kid.

You must know that in the homes of famous people in S city, the children all go to this private noble kindergarten. If the children are expelled, they will lose face in the circle.

Luo Xiaoli looked around the door of the office, because the fight delayed the kindergarten's lunch, many teachers and children gathered at the door of the office.

Everyone watched curiously and made comments from time to time.

"If Mrs. Qian thinks that your child's ridicule of other people's children is correct, then I apologize for her." Luo Xiaoli looked at Mrs. Qian and said in a cold tone.The slender figure looks fragile, but invisibly exudes a firm and stubborn temperament.

"You..." Mrs. Qian didn't expect Luo Xiaoli, who seemed weak and weak, to be so tough, and she was speechless for a while.

"The teacher taught us that children should love each other and help each other, and not laugh at other children." The children watching at the office door tilted their heads and looked at the people in the office and said suspiciously.

"Even five-year-old children understand the truth, I believe Mrs. Qian also understands it?" Luo Xiaoli smiled faintly at the talking child, and fixed her bright eyes on Mrs. Qian.

The other children also agreed, saying that it was wrong for Qian to laugh at his classmates.Under the eyes of everyone condemning, Mrs. Qian saw sweat on her forehead, and her eyes shot at Luo Xiaoli like knives.

"Even if this is the case, your son shouldn't beat my son. Look at how he has beaten my son. Maybe there will be scars in the future. You must pay my son's medical expenses." Mrs. Qian rolled her eyes. , Pointing to the scratch on his son's forehead.

This is blackmail, Luo Xiaoli frowned slightly, and asked lightly, "How much medical expenses do you want us to compensate?"

A sly light flashed in Mrs. Qian's eyes, and the lion opened his mouth, "It will cost 50 yuan anyway."

A small wound that can be healed with two Band-Aids costs 50 yuan, and you are not afraid of the tongue flashing in the wind.

"Here." Without blinking, Luo Xiaoli took out the wallet from her bag, took out a large kraft paper envelope and handed it to Mrs. Qian.Judging by how bulging the envelope is, there must be a lot of Grandpa Mao.

"Mommy, have you become a local tyrant?" Haohao's small mouth grew big, and he looked at Luo Xiaoli who calmly gave the money with a look of astonishment.

Is this still his stingy mommy?

Mrs. Qian took the banknotes from Luo Xiaoli with a happy face, looked into the envelope, and the smile on her face immediately froze.

"Are you kidding me?" Mrs. Qian slammed the envelope away, and a wad of brand-new banknotes came out with a clatter, but it wasn't the pink Grandpa Mao, but brand-new two-cent bills.

Visually, it adds up to at least four and fifty yuan.

"You ask for a lot of money, and I'll pay you back on the spot. It's fair, there's no way I'm playing tricks on you." Luo Xiaoli spread her hands innocently.

The matter that can be solved with a Band-Aid must cost 50 yuan. The wife can say that she lost this money, but she doesn't want to be taken advantage of at all.

There was a burst of laughter around, and the teacher suppressed the laughter.Now everyone can see that this Mrs. Qian clearly wants to protect her own child and blackmail another child's parent along the way.

"You did it on purpose." Mrs. Qian blushed with anger, her neck was thick, and her thick fingers pointed at Luo Xiaoli and shook.

"No, I'll accompany you for the medical expenses you want. Yes, 50 yuan is a lot."