Cannon fodder stepmother dressed as a male protagonist

The kid Jiang Lailai pouted, trying to defend himself.

"But they didn't understand what I said!"

Jiang Huai has a feeling that this child is harder to teach than Jiang Hai.

"Come on, Dad knows you are very smart. There are very few children who are as smart as you. If you really don't want to go to class with the kindergarten children, why don't you go to the first grade?"

Jiang Lailai thought about it seriously: "Dad, can the first grade play games?"

Jianghuai: "I started to learn knowledge in the first grade."

Jiang Lailai: "Mama let me go?"

Jiang Huai's eyes flashed: "Do you want to go?"

Jiang Lailai: "Mom won't let me go, won't she be angry if you send me there?"

Jianghuai: "..."

"You should go to kindergarten. Kindergarten is also very good."

Jiang Lailai: "Father, are you also afraid of Mom?"

Jiang Huai squinted at his daughter, could she ask this casually?
No wonder the kindergarten teacher called her.

If it wasn't for his father, he would have called the child's mother a long time ago.

"Come on, you are a kindergarten kid, a kindergarten kid, and you have to do what a kindergarten kid should do."

Jiang Lailai looked at his father innocently: "Crying? They cry every now and then."

Jiang Huai: "Forget it."

He can't teach children either!
Less than half a month later, Jianghuai was called again.

The teacher looked at Jiang Huai with an apologetic face.

"When the two children were fighting, Xiaoming said that it was come and strike first."

Jiang Huai bent down and picked up his daughter.

"Come on, tell Dad, what's going on?"

In Jiang Lailai's glowing red eyes, tears kept falling.

"Dad, he said girls are money losers, and going to school is a waste of money. What are money losers?"

Girls don't cry easily, Jiang Huai looked down at her body, and found that there were a few spots on her arms, there were pinch marks, and the cuffs were pulled up.

The oily skin the size of a cool coin was scratched.

Jiang Huai's face turned cold instantly.

"Come on, did you make these things on you?"

When Xiaoming's mother heard what Jiang Huai said, she screamed strangely.

"Don't rely on our children for everything, we Xiaoming are very obedient, unlike other wild children."

Jiang Lailai pursed his lips and continued aggrieved, "He also called me a wild child and said I don't have a mother."

Jiang Huai looked at Xiaoming's mother coldly.

"The child is still young, I don't care about him, I just care about you."

Xiaoming's mother immediately sneered: "I'm bothering with me, and I'm still looking for you. How to teach children, don't talk about manners at all, don't know how to let us Xiaoming."

Jiang Huai laughed angrily.

"Why let your children? Your children, don't let other people's children be precious."

Xiaoming's mother gave Jiang Huai a contemptuous look: "Your child is so fat, and our Xiaoming is so thin, don't you know how to give in?"

Jiang Huai's voice was cold: "It's funny, your children are so thin, it's because you adults don't eat well. You are reluctant to spend money to make your children eat well, and you blame other people's children for their good growth and brain problems. .”

Jianghuai didn't save any face for Xiaoming's mother.

Not only did he not stay, he went on to say: "Make our child like this, and still be so confident, I will make you pay for today's behavior!"

Xiaoming's mother's voice was full of fear, but she said harsh words on her mouth.

"Don't think that you can scare people casually by wearing a suit. I've seen you charge a lot of money like this."