Time and you are my fault

There is no mother to teach and no mother to support.

Such words, spoken from the mouth of a four or five-year-old child, are truly uneducated and vicious.

But Shi Yi seemed to understand why his daughter did it.

In the past few years in the Netherlands, because she was busy with work, her daughter always went to and from school by herself, and was alone on Parents’ Day. She was also ridiculed by her classmates for saying that no father or mother loves such words.

At that time she acted nonchalantly, but later she secretly beat up the classmate who had ridiculed her.

The accusation that Shi Yi put on his face slowly subsided at this moment.

"Little fat man is so uneducated, I just reasoned with him, who knew he couldn't help beating him so much." Star lowered his head, with the toe of his shoe lifted to the ground, with an expression of indifference.

Her daughter's reasoning is to move her fist.

Looking aside Zong Jiashu, "How did you get your injury?"

Star's face collapsed, and he looked at Zong Jiashu warningly.

"It fell..." He whispered under the weight of his side.

After understanding the process, Shi looked at Teacher Xiaoxiao, "It is true that my daughter is wrong for beating someone, but the little fat man also has problems, and there will be no physical problems. This matter..."

"You can forget about this matter! I'll tell you to dream!"

Before Shi Yi finished speaking, the door behind him was violently knocked open.

The chubby man walked in with two bodyguards behind him.

Song Ming couldn't sit still when he heard that his son was being beaten in the kindergarten. In his eyes, only his precious son bullied others!

On the side, Song Heng, who was lying on the small bed watching the play, saw the backer coming, and instantly became possessed by the play, "Dad! I'm in so much pain!"

Song Ming's distressed eyeballs almost fell out. He ran over and checked immediately. After turning around for a long time, there was no redness or swelling on his body, and his son's face was also very rosy.

He froze for a moment, then met his son's guilty gaze.

Paused for two seconds, crossed his hips, turned around, pointed at the tall woman, and said angrily, "You..."

After seeing Shi Yi's face clearly, Song Ming's expression changed instantly, "Where does this beauty live? How old is she this year?"

Teacher Xiaoxiao quietly pulled Shi Yi behind her. She was obviously terrified to death, and she wanted to protect the students' parents...

This Song Ming, relying on his power, has already harassed many kindergarten teachers, and some teachers were forced to resign or be transferred to other places.

This posture is obviously for Shi Xingxing's mother.

"Father Song Heng, I explained the ins and outs clearly on the phone before, you... ah!"

Song Ming waved Teacher Xiaoxiao away impatiently.

Just as she was about to hit the corner of the table, her waist was suddenly embraced by a pair of soft arms.

In a whirl, she hugged the man's shoulders, and her gaze suddenly fell into a pair of dark gray pupils.

At this moment, Teacher Xiaoxiao felt her heart beat strongly!
The nose is a little hot...

Oops!

It's a heartwarming feeling!

Shi Yi helped him stabilize, and said in a deep voice, "It's all right."

"No...it's okay." Teacher Xiaoxiao hurriedly lifted her hair and tucked it behind her ears, and coughed lightly.

Star, who sees through everything, glanced at the ceiling with his big eyes.

Zong Jiashu lightly withdrew his gaze.

"This parent, it's normal for children to fight a little bit, and I'm not the kind of father who doesn't show affection. Otherwise, let's have dinner together at night and just talk about it?" Song Ming Leaning over wretchedly.

Shi Yi Dai frowned slightly, rolled her eyes, and said, "Okay."

"Mother Xingxing!" Teacher Xiaoxiao immediately came out to stop her!

However, Song Ming raised his eyes, and she dared not speak.

But still holding Shi Yi's arm with his hand, he shook his head towards her.

After a while, she sighed, as expected, she was beautiful and wanted to be seen, Teacher Xiaoxiao is a good person!

Patted the back of her hand, "It's okay, matters between children really need to be communicated with by adults."

Song Ming never expected to catch fish so easily, so he handed over a business card excitedly, then waved his hand, and the bodyguard left with his son in his arms.

"Song Ming has a problem with his behavior, you can't go, Mother Xingxing." Teacher Xiaoxiao was so anxious that her eyes were red.

Shi Yi sighed and rubbed Teacher Xiaoxiao's head, "Don't worry, I can protect myself."

Teacher Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, her face was as red as the setting sun...

Shi Shi looked at the two children standing by the window, "star, you're home."

"Oh." The little girl finally put down her little hands behind her back and walked forward.

But did not go out.

go again.

Still didn't go out.

She turned her head and glared at Zong Jiashu angrily, "Don't push me!"

Zong Jiashu didn't let go.

"Jiashu, the teacher will take you to take care of the marks on your face, and then wait for the family to pick you up after school?" Teacher Xiaoxiao asked.

Zong Jiashu's pretty face was tense and he didn't speak.

Shi Shi took a look at his daughter's guilty look, and knew that these two little things were tricky, and roughly guessed the reason, "How about this, Teacher Xiaoxiao, I will take him to sit on the playground for a while and wait for his parents to come."

"Then... let's do it."

After half an hour.

The hamburger, fries, chicken nuggets and coke were delivered.

Abrasion medicine was also delivered.

Chu Yi beckoned to Zong Jiashu, "Come here."

The little guy looked away from the hamburger and walked over silently.

Shi Yi unwrapped the povidone iodine stick, held his white and tender chin, and slowly wiped away the blood.

Zong Jiashu raised his small head, his big dark eyes filled with a woman's face.

The chin is a little hot, and the area around the nose is very fragrant.

Is this how mother feels?
It turned out that my mother's feeling was fragrant and soft.

"How do you do it?"

In front of him was a woman's sincerely worried eyes.

Behind him was Xing Xing's threatening and cold eyes.

Zong Jiashu was silent for a while, and then said, "When Star hit someone, he accidentally injured me."

Star was so angry that he dropped his hamburger, "...Didn't you promise me not to say anything!"

Shi Yi threw the iodine stick into the trash bag, took out the cute Doraemon Band-Aid, and stuck it on his little face, "Then she is so stupid, she accidentally injured her, and punish her tonight..."

"It's because of me that she beat someone up, it's not her fault." The little guy said a few words in one breath, explaining to Star, his little face turned red with anxiety at the moment.

Seeing him so honestly, Shi Yi's heart was so tender that he couldn't bear to lie to the children...

But Song Ming's parent is enough for her to bear, if there is another Zong Jiashu's parent, wouldn't she have another obstacle...

No no no!

"But the teacher said that those who fight are bad boys." Shi Yi sighed melancholy.

Zong Jiashu thought for a while, "The teacher didn't get through to my home phone, so I can say that I fell on it myself."

Suddenly, a narrow light flashed in his eyes.

"Then let's keep it a secret! Pull the hook!" Shi Yi happily stretched out his little finger.

Looking at the white fingers stretched out by the woman, Zong Jiashu clenched his little hands hanging by his side awkwardly.

In the end, he obediently held out his hand.

Fingers, one big and one small, hooked together, as if they had concluded a contract.

Star gnawed on the hamburger, looked at Zong Jiashu who was fooled into the ditch by his mother, and expressed sympathy in his heart.

Shi Yi secretly wiped off his sweat and touched his little head.

An hour later, Shi Yi watched Zong Jiashu get into a black car with his schoolbag on his back.

The heart finally landed.

In the car, as soon as Zong Jiashu opened the door, he saw a tall figure sitting behind him, "Dad?"

The man responded, his eyes always staying on the laptop screen.

The little guy climbed onto the seat, his face was wrinkled, and his voice was a bit cold, "Didn't you say you won't pick me up today?"

"By the way." He responded lightly.

The driver in front raised his eyebrows. The relationship between father and son is always duplicity, he doesn't understand.

Obviously the meeting was over 15 minutes early, but in order to pick up my son from school, I wanted to drop by.

Suddenly, a man caught a glimpse of the Band-Aid on his son's face from the corner of his eye, and frowned, "How did you do it?"

The little guy covered his face with guilt, pretending to be calm and said, "I fell by myself, not accidentally injured by others."

Zong Yanxiu, "..."

driver,"……"

This is the legendary self-reporting?