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Chapter 20 Made friends

Angrily, Song Qianming took Youhuan out of the kindergarten, Song Qianming blamed himself, he should be more careful, otherwise the child would not have to suffer such grievances, and he didn't know how long he had been bullied.

"Dad, don't be sad." Xiao Youhuan touched his cheek, "They don't play with me, I don't want to play with them yet, I just don't want them to talk about you, Dad."

"Stupid or not." Song Qianming was overwhelmed with emotion, "No matter what happens in the future, you have to tell Dad, okay?"

"understood."

"Come on, let's go to the playground."

"I want to ride the merry-go-round!" Xiao Youhuan laughed immediately. Maybe Song Qianming felt distressed because of these things, but in fact Xiao Youhuan didn't feel anything. The only thing she cared about from the beginning to the end was her father.

If the classmates in the class didn't say that she was a liar or that her father wasn't a star, she wouldn't care if those people played against each other.

Today is not the weekend, there are not many people in the playground, and there is no need to line up at the carousel. Youhuan has played twice and it is not enough, and I want to continue playing.

After sending her in, Song Qianming ordered, "Dad is going to the toilet and will be back soon. Can you sit alone? Dad has already asked the staff sister, she will take care of you."

Youhuan waved his hands proudly: "Dad, you can go, I'm fine."

Song Qianming looked back three times at every step. If he couldn't bear it anymore, he wouldn't feel at ease to hand over the child to the staff, but it's not realistic to take Youhuan to the men's bathroom.

When Xiao Youhuan was cheering for joy, she didn't notice a little boy looking at him enviously. The little boy seemed to be about her age, but he was not accompanied by an adult.

When Song Qianming came back, Youhuan had just finished a round of sitting, and after sitting three times in a row, she was finally satisfied, and took her father's hand to prepare for the next project.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Song Qianming turned his head and frowned: "Someone has been following us."

"Who is it?" Youhuan looked around curiously, and then met the eyes of a delicate little boy.

"Dad, he seems to be alone."

"Well, let's go up and ask."

The little boy didn't dodge when he saw them coming, and even smiled at You Huan, and then looked enviously at their father and daughter holding big hands.

"Little brother, did you get lost with your family?" You Huan asked him softly.

"They didn't come with me." There was a hint of disappointment in the little boy's tone.

Youhuan's eyes widened: "Then how did you come in by yourself?"

"Auntie is with me."

"What about her?"

"Gone."

You Huan raised his head and said to Song Qianming, "Dad, he really got separated, we need to help him."

The little boy waved his hands again and again: "Don't bother you, Auntie will find me later."

"How can that be done? My father said that children cannot be alone. Don't be disobedient."

"Your father is so kind to you." He sighed, with an envious tone.

You Huan and Song Qianming looked at each other, Song Qianming had no choice but to squat down and said, "How about we take you to the staff and ask them to help you find your aunt first?"

"Yes." The little boy did not refuse, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." You Huan smiled and narrowed his eyes, then seemed to see that he was too lonely, and took the initiative to hold his hand, "My name is You Huan, I am four years old, what's your name?"

"My name is Xu Fengming, and I am also four years old this year."

"Wow, then we are the same age, I can't call you little brother, maybe I'm still your little sister!"

Xu Fengming pursed his lips: "I'm from January."

Song Qianming looked at him with a funny face, but he didn't expect this little boy to have a lot of thoughts.

Then he only heard his daughter say with a regretful face: "I'm from October."

Xu Fengming raised the corner of his mouth: "Then I will still be your little brother."

Youhuan doesn't matter: "Brother, let's go, let's go to the staff to broadcast. Your aunt must be very worried now. By the way, brother, why didn't you go to school today?"

"I just returned to China, and my family hasn't found a kindergarten for me yet."

"Little brother, did you actually grow up abroad? That's amazing!"

"Not at all, it's not up to me to decide."

"But you must be able to speak English, but I can't. I can't learn it no matter what."

Song Qianming nodded in agreement. He has also been studying recently. Like his daughter, he is also very distressed by the earthworm-like words.

When you first started learning, did you think there were only 26 English letters?What's the problem?
However, the learning progress was really fast at the beginning, but it didn't work after that, especially the grammar, which made him confused, but now he can roughly understand some simple dialogues and words.

But just hearing some simple conversations is not enough. He has learned that there are many disdain chains in the entertainment industry, one of which is whether he can speak English fluently. He is going to be a big star in the future. There are shortcomings in this. Besides, after learning English well, you can make better money from foreigners, right?

"If you want to learn, I can teach you." The little boy looked at Youhuan with bright eyes.

"But we're not classmates, and we don't live in the same place."

"We can call."

Youhuan looked up at Song Qianming: "Is it okay, Dad?"

He was very pleased that his daughter would ask him the first time when she had any questions, but he was also very depressed that at such a young age, there was a little kid thinking about her, and she also taught English and contacted by phone. There are many routines?

But he couldn't directly refuse. His daughter had just dropped out of that kindergarten, and after being isolated by her classmates, she didn't know if she had any psychological shadows. If she still refused her to make friends now, it might affect her healthy growth.

"Yes." He replied gloomily, and then quietly glared at the little boy's head.

Xu Fengming rubbed his head, why did he feel a chill from above?

No matter, it's great, I can often contact Sister Huanhuan in the future.

After waiting in the broadcasting room for about 10 minutes, Xu Fengming's aunt finally arrived. She was invited by Xu's family to take care of Xu Fengming after returning to China. The employer's child disappeared, and she didn't see how anxious she was. Instead, she began to blame someone when they met. Four year old kid.

"You know how to run around if you have nothing to do. Why are you so disobedient?"

Song Qianming frowned. According to his previous life, the maids and women in the mansion wouldn't dare to talk to the princes and ladies like this. As expected, they only signed the work contract, so they just didn't feel at ease.

"Do you remember your parents' phone numbers? Do you want to call them directly?" He asked Xu Fengming directly.

Xu Fengming also ignored the woman, but politely thanked Song Qianming: "Thank you uncle."

Seeing him take the phone, the man's face turned pale immediately, he hesitated as if he wanted to take it, but he didn't dare because of Song Qianming's aura.

(End of this chapter)