Daddy Academy

Chapter 722 Fanning the Flames (12)

Xiaobai called Xi'er and told her to take Xiaozheng away quickly.

Xiao Bai can't get used to Xiao Zheng Zheng always crying, it's completely different from her style, she doesn't like it.

Xi'er finally woke up from the sweet atmosphere of donuts, and ran to take Xiao Zheng Zheng away.Xiao Zheng Zheng hugged the small pastry, carefully ate it in small bites, followed Xi'er's buttocks step by step, turned back and waved goodbye to Xiao Bai.

"Uh uh~ goodbye." Xiao Bai said unnaturally, thinking that although Xiao Zheng Zheng is a crybaby, he is actually quite cute.

"You poisonous, chubby."

Dudu's voice sounded in Xiaobai's ear, and Dudu was circling around the grilled sausage, and lied to her that the grilled sausage was poisonous, and children who had just been vaccinated should not eat too much, so quickly put the remaining ones to her. Eat it, her body has its own detoxification function.

Duduli ignored her and pointed the back of his head at her.

She is very familiar with Liuliu's tricks, don't try to deceive her.

The lively night gradually quieted down, and the little red horse in winter was still very lively, but the noisy yard in spring, summer and autumn was quiet in this season.

In the middle of winter, the cold wind blows, and the maple trees in the grove gradually shed their leaves, revealing their tenacious branches, silent as a mystery in the cold wind and night.The little bugs who played and sang every night when night fell last month have disappeared at this moment, leaving no trace.

The old mulberry tree was still as tall and straight as iron, and the mulberry leaves remained green and did not fall with the wind.

After nine o'clock in the evening, parents came in one after another in Little Red Marie and took the children away.

Lao Li was sitting in the sentry box, watching TV, making tea, and at the same time paying attention to the people coming and going, and checking which child was taken away, he would tick it off in the diary.

Although the little teachers in the classroom have already registered, Lao Li is used to making a backup by himself, and has persisted for many years, although he has never used it.

"Master~~ Take one?"

A young man in his 30s appeared at the window and handed Lao Li a good cigarette.

Lao Li looked at the other party, confirmed that he did not know him, that he was not the parent of Little Red Mali, waved his hand and said that he did not smoke, and at the same time told him not to smoke at the gate of the school, because there are children here.

The other party smiled and put the cigarette back into the carton, put it away, and put it in his pocket, "I don't smoke, by the way, master, can I go in? I am Xiao Zhengzheng's father, and my name is Zheng Youmin."

"Xiao Zhengzheng?" Lao Li looked at the other party suspiciously again, and there was a bit of resemblance between his eyebrows, "Her mother always came to pick her up, sorry, I don't know her father, I haven't seen her, don't go in, We can only wait for her mother to pick her up."

Zheng Youmin lay on the window and pleaded with Lao Li with a smile. Seeing that Lao Li refused to let him go, he made the best second choice. He wanted to go in and see Xiao Zheng Zheng, but he refused to take him away, and Lao Li refused to let him go. Who knows if he is Xiao Zheng Zheng? As for his father, he couldn't let strangers in, and he felt that this Zheng Youmin had a strong atmosphere, like some gangsters in Huangjia Village who were not so honest and serious.

Lao Li didn't open the door, thinking that the other party would leave automatically, but he didn't expect him to stay here, chatting with him, mainly asking about Xiao Zhengzheng's situation in the school, and knowing that there were no children playing with her when he first came, he was nervous for a while , When he learned that a little girl named Xi'er was willing to take her with him, he smiled cheerfully.

Old Li believed that he was Xiao Zhengzheng's father, and he couldn't pretend he cared from the bottom of his heart, but he still wouldn't let him in.

"It's cold outside, let's go back." Lao Li advised.

"It's okay, Xiao Zheng Zheng's mother should be coming."

Zheng Youmin sniffled his nose. It was windy at night, the temperature was only four or five degrees, very cold, clammy, cold to the bone.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked up and down the gate of the academy, bouncing up and down to keep warm.

After more than ten minutes, Lao Li, who was watching TV, heard a sound that sounded like a quarrel outside. Looking out through the window, he saw Zheng Youmin talking to a woman. The voice was a bit loud, which sounded like a quarrel. , but not there yet.

Lao Li recognized the woman as Xiao Zhengzheng's mother, Pan Xiangyi.

Pan Xiangyi reprimanded Zheng Youmin, came to the window angrily with her bag on her shoulders, forced a smile and said to Lao Li inside: "Master Li, it's me, little Zheng Zheng's mother, I'm here to take her home."

Lao Li opened the iron gate, and at the same time stared at Zheng Youmin behind Pan Xiangyi, worried that he would rush in, but Zheng Youmin kept standing outside not too far away, sniffing coldly.

"Are you all right?" Lao Li asked Pan Xiangyi, gesturing to Zheng Youmin outside with his eyes.

Pan Xiangyi forced a smile and said, "It's okay."

After walking a few steps inside, he turned around and added, "He is Xiao Zhengzheng's father, that's right."

Lao Li watched her go to the classroom, looked sideways at Zheng Youmin outside, saw him sniffing a cigarette at the tip of his nose, but he never lit it, when he saw Pan Xiangyi leading Xiao Zheng out, he immediately put Put away the cigarette, sucked the cold snot, stood at the exit with a smile, and greeted Xiao Zhengzheng who had just come out with a smile, and a small yellow duckling appeared in his hand like magic doll.

Little Zhengzheng was held tightly by his mother, unable to pass, but he smiled kindly at him with his little face up.

Zheng Youmin took two steps forward and said to Pan Xiangyi, "Let me hug my little Zheng Zheng."

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That night, at Zhang Mingxue's house, after having dinner, she nestled on the sofa and watched TV. The TV series was "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" which was currently on the air.

Originally, she didn't like Xiao Xianrou, and was even a little disgusted, but because it was Zhang Tan's screenwriter, her mother Qin Huifang liked to watch it, so she also watched two episodes. Unexpectedly, oh, it's so delicious!Seeing is entering, being fascinated.

She started watching the sixth episode at the time. After watching it, she re-watched the previous episodes on the computer, and finally caught up with the progress. Now she catches up with the progress every day, and she feels like a dog, staring eagerly.

In the living room, only the floor lamp was turned on, the chandelier was turned off, the windows were buzzing with the cold wind outside the window, and the house was as warm as spring.

There are only her and her mother Qin Huifang in the house. Her father has not come back yet, and he is busy with work, often returning home after ten o'clock in the evening.

After the 29th episode "Chang'an Twelve Hours" ended, Zhang Mingxue and Qin Huifang had time to chat while waiting for the 30th episode.

Zhang Mingxue said that she went to the production team today.

"Filming is really interesting, Lu Fan is so handsome and strong."

Qin Huifang was not interested in this, but asked, "Have you seen Zhang Tan?"

"I see, this guy is really imposing in the crew, no matter how big or small the actors are, they should respectfully call Mr. Zhang when they see him."

"He is a screenwriter and the main creative staff. Isn't it normal for everyone to call him Mr. Zhang?"

"...Normal...it's normal, but Zhang Tan is awesome, his eyes are looking at the sky, and he walks with splayed steps. Mom, you have to beat him more, so you can't make him scream."

"You said that when he was studying, I still believed it, but Zhang Tan is not like this now, don't fan the flames."

(End of this chapter)