The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 29 The Poor Child
Fu Jingan took a deep breath, turned around and walked to the sofa.

Song Jiao is his stepmother.

After Fu Jingan's mother passed away, Fu Jingan's father Fu Ming was busy with work, so he married the "gentle and virtuous" Song Jiao and asked her to help take care of Fu Jingan.Fu Ming worked outside all the year round and seldom came home, so the Fu family became the world of his stepmother Song Jiao.

Song Jiao didn't like Fu Jingan, and took advantage of her husband's absence to abuse Fu Jingan frequently, denying him food, arranging him to sleep in the utility room, and ordering him to do housework.

The servants at home bullied him and gave him leftovers, leftovers and bones. Fu Jingan's life was worse than that of a dog.

"You sleep upstairs tonight, and your father is coming back to attend the 20th anniversary celebration of the Tang Corporation." Song Jiao said maliciously with smoke in her mouth, "If you dare to talk nonsense in front of him, be careful that I will peel your skin ,do you know?"

Fu Jingan drooped his little head and remained silent.

Song Jiao couldn't bear his dull look, so she grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it on Fu Jingan's arm: "I'm talking to you! Are you dumb? Answer!"

Fu Jingan clenched his sleeves in secret, and said hoarsely, "Got it."

The pupils are pitch black, bottomless.

Song Jiao cursed and said: "That's right, go upstairs and change your dirty clothes, take a shower, the smell is so bad that I'm going to kill my old lady, looking at you so ugly, I can't even eat dinner in disgust Can't eat it."

Fu Jingan walked upstairs slowly, and there was a large and magnificent room upstairs, which was his "bedroom".

It's just that he can't sleep a few times throughout the year, and only when his father comes back from a business trip can he have the opportunity to sleep here.

At night, Fu Jingan lay on the big soft bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.He was looking forward to the dawn, looking forward to going to kindergarten, so that he could meet that girl who was as sweet as candy.

"Tang Tang."

Two words were drawn on the tip of Fu Jingan's tongue. It was a very cute and warm name.

"crunch-"

The bedroom door opened, and Song Jiao and Fu Ming walked in.Fu will be over [-] next year, working hard all day for his career, and the first thing he does when he returns home is to visit his beloved son.

"Xiao An, you haven't slept yet." Fu Ming turned on the bedside lamp and reached out to touch Fu Jingan's face.

Fu Jingan flinched, avoiding his father's touch.

Fu Ming laughed loudly: "You child, you don't even know how to call for your father when he comes back—look at this face, it seems that you have lost a lot of weight."

Song Jiao was afraid that the matter would be revealed, so she quickly said softly, "Husband, Xiaoan is a very picky eater. I let the kitchen make delicious food every day, but he doesn't like it very much - he insists on eating snacks and candy every day, hey, no way."

Fu Ming frowned: "Xiao An, how many times have I told you not to be picky eaters, you are still growing, you should eat more vegetables and meat!"

This kid is really worrying.

Since his wife passed away, the child and his father have become more and more estranged.

Fu Jingan hid under the blanket and said nothing.

"Also, Mr. Zhang called again a few days ago, and Xiaoan hit his kindergarten classmate again, and he didn't do his homework." Song Jiao complained, frowning.It was obviously Fu Jingan who was beaten, and Song Jiao turned black and white.

Fu Ming was eager to see his son Jackie Chan, and when he heard Fu Jingan's bad deeds, he couldn't help scolding: "Xiao An! You are five years old, and you still bully your kindergarten classmates! Your mother left early, if she knew you were like this, how disappointed would she be?"

"Father raised you because he hoped that you would become a useful person when you grow up, not for you to be a gangster!"

Fu Jingan turned over and hid in the bed.

Fu Ming rubbed his eyebrows, feeling very helpless.

He only has this one son, of course he loves him very much, but his son always disappoints him.He didn't understand what he did wrong. The child was raised more and more biased.
　Fu Jingan's story is based on the plot of my last book [Four-year-old cute baby blows up the audience], with a little modification~(∞)
　　
　
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