Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

The little girl cried miserably, and the security guard at the school gate rushed up and grabbed Jiang Xing.

"What are you doing? Put the girl down!"

Jiang Xingren are stupid.

If you are not your own baby, what else can you do without letting go?

He felt very wronged, and tried to prove his innocence to the security guards, to prove that it was really just a mistake.

This girl is so similar to Xiaoman. It's normal to see her eyes. Who hasn't seen her eyes yet?

But the girl cried so badly that she could cry even better than Jiang Xiaoman. The security guard didn't know what he came from, so she sneered: "If you have anything to say, tell the police!"

Then a phone call sent Jiang Xing to the police station.

To prove his uncle's innocence, Jiang Xiaoman also followed.

Jiang Xing went to make a transcript. Jiang Xiaoman sat on a chair, crying faintly: "Uncle policeman, my uncle is not a bad person, he is just a stupid brain and bad eyes. I'm at his feet and he doesn't even look at me. He took the other kids away. Blame me, if I can stop him, he won't hold the wrong person.

This is not the first time Jiang Xiaoman has come to the police station.

Other children might be too scared to say a word at this time, but she still dared to pull the policeman to cry, even when she was hungry, she wanted to have a bucket of instant noodles.

The police said: "Don't cry the little girl first. If your uncle is a good person, we won't wrong him."

Jiang Xiaoman nodded and continued to cry, his nose twitching, which was very pitiful.

The police said: "Of course, if he makes a mistake, we will never forgive him!"

"Wow..." Jiang Xiaoman cried: "Can I just beat him up for you?"

"..." The police comforted her.

After a while, when Jiang Xiaoman almost cried, Jiang Xing came out.

Seeing that the little girl was crying miserably, the policeman who took the transcript for Jiang Xing saw it and said, "Don't cry, kid, your uncle is not a bad person, we have all found out."

Jiang Xiaoman was relieved.

The tears stopped.

Jiang Xing glanced at Jiang Xiaoman's ponytail and felt a bit of toothache.

Before, Jiang Xiaoman had always been awkward, two or more, he was not used to it for a while, and he would admit the wrong person.

or……

Jiang Xing touched her head and said, "Xiao Man, or you can tie your hair into a hedgehog in the future, uncle will recognize it."

"...!!!" Excessive!

Jiang Xiaoman stepped on his foot with anger, "I don't want it! I will tie a high ponytail from now on!"

The hedgehog's head doesn't look good at all.

Jiang Xing glared at her, gritted his teeth and said, "Little girl, do you dare to hit me?"

What can't you dare? He would definitely be beaten by his grandmother when he got home, but she just made it earlier.

Jiang Xiaoman crossed his waist and snorted, "Do you dare to call back?"

After Jiang Xing was so angry, his alveolar itchy, hit... I really didn't dare to hit. Comrade police is here, how can he dare to hit?

He can only pick up the child and run.

After returning home, it was dark.

Jiang Xiumei was at home looking forward to the stars and the moon. The food was cold, and the two came back.

When I asked, I realized that Jiang Xing had taken himself to the police station.

Sure enough, a beating was inevitable.

Jiang Xing has long been used to it, and Jiang Xiaoman is also used to it.

The two said in unison: "Grandma/Mom, I'm hungry, can I call again later?"

Jiang Xiumei was so angry and funny, she could only press it and not mention it, warm up the food for them, and let them eat first.

Because of this oolong, from then on, Jiang Xiumei will pick up Jiang Xiaoman from school.

Jiang Xiumei was really worried that Jiang Xing would pick it up.

Men are careless and not careful at all, and they can only look at Xiao Man under their noses to feel at ease.

Jiang Xing said that she should not be so tossing about her as an elderly person. If she is really worried, let Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi get out of school together.

Yu Qingshi's child is picked up by a special person every day, which is safe and practical. Had it not been for him to have no money now, he would also like to hire one.

Although it was said that, when the Yu family's driver went to pick up Yu Qing, bringing Jiang Xiaoman back was a simple matter, but Jiang Xiumei didn't think so.

I have eaten before and lived in other people's homes, and even the children are thrown to other people's homes. Then Xiaoman will not be able to straighten up and say that he is a child of the Jiang family.

Jiang Xiumei is a man of temperament and has her own ideas. I firmly believe that people can be poor, but they cannot be short of breath. Without this breath, you can't stand up straight.

She has been teaching Jiang Xiaoman in the same way, and practiced it by herself.

Therefore, Jiang Xiumei is still determined to pick up the child by herself.

When the child gets older, she will leave it alone. But children who are only in the first grade are really uneasy.

Jiang Xing couldn't stop it.

This matter is so decided.

For many days in a row, nothing happened.

Jiang Xiumei is physically strong, works a lot, and has a clear mind. None of the things Jiang Xing worried about happened.

Seeing this, Jiang Xing let her go.

It's just... I didn't expect that in the end I was a little bit accidental.

There are often rows of training institutions outside of various universities, middle schools and primary schools. This is not a surprise.

At the gate of the school, there is often this kind of education and training to hire people to distribute flyers and attract customers.

Jiang Xiumei came to pick up the child unimpeded, and the people who were wooing the business had already noticed her.

It should be possible to make this business.

So someone came to her: "Eldest sister, what about the baby?"

Jiang Xiumei glanced at him warily and ignored it.

"I also have a child who goes to school here. The child goes to school, and the burden is quite heavy? I'm so worried that I can't sleep every day."

This has to be said.

Jiang Xiumei said triumphantly: "There is no burden, the kid in my family is very well-behaved, smart, and never let me worry about it."

"Huh? That's a good feeling! That is, this education expenditure has to spend a lot of money? Now these children are very expensive to raise. What kind of oral English, after-school tutoring, lectures by famous teachers, and Olympiad competitions, all have to be spent. money."

Jiang Xiumei couldn't understand: "What is the Olympiad?"

"That's... it's just to brush the questions, which is especially helpful for future college entrance examinations! Would you like to know about it? My child also learns this.

Jiang Xiumei smiled and said: "Then there is no need, the one in my house, if you don't force her, she has to do her homework and can't stop."

Are there such children? ? ! !

The man was shocked.

There are many cultural tutoring classes in the institution.

Every time I tutored the bear kids to do homework, they almost lost half a year of life.

The classrooms are generally noisy, no one is useful, it is simply purgatory on earth.

Is there really that kind of kids in this world who can do their homework without being urged?

Is it really there?

... Oh, that's someone else's child.

After a while, he continued to solicit customers reluctantly, showing a distressed look, and said: "You don't have to worry about culture lessons, but you know about art and art? Your kids can't do it, right? What piano lessons, Ballet, violin... There are a lot of the same. Hey, children nowadays are under great pressure. It is difficult to learn from morning to night, from white to black every day. But if you don’t learn, it will be difficult to keep up with others in the future. In the footsteps.

"This, this... are current students still learning this?" Jiang Xiumei was dazed.

When Jiang Yue went to school, she didn't learn it! Why are so many famous churches now?

"Isn't it? Quality education! You have to keep up! Otherwise, you can only do questions, aren't you just a nerd? And in this society, you don't know how to use two brushes.

Jiang Xiumei panicked at once.

She is an old lady, she has little knowledge.

But she knows that it's always good to learn more skills if you don't have enough skills to live your life.

Jiang Xiumei was the only one who missed something and didn't learn anything, and wanted to give her the best.

"Come on, show me what courses are there?" Jiang Xiumei took his leaflet and began to look.

She must choose the most useful and useful course for her child to learn.

"We have a lot of interest classes here, and the students here basically go to our classes. No matter what you want to take, we have them. There are also classes that can be experienced for free."

The man brought Jiang Xiumei to the downstairs of the institution and pointed to the row in the past: "These are our classrooms."

There are other institutions nearby. But none of them belong to his family, so I won't introduce them.

On the leaflet, there are really many courses that children can learn.

Jiang Xiumei was dazzled. When you encounter someone you don’t understand, you just point to the picture and ask what you learned in class.

The two were talking at the door. Occasionally, Jiang Xiumei could see the child who had just come out of school being picked up by his parents, but instead of going home, he turned around and entered the institutional classroom.

"..." It seems that there are many people who come to the hobby class.

I thought this person was here to fool people, but I didn't expect it to be.

Jiang Xiumei put down a little defense, and at the same time became more determined in her heart, she wanted to choose a useful and particularly useful interest class for Jiang Xiaoman.

The things that other kids have, Xiaoman also has them!

Just picking and picking are not satisfied.

Singing? play piano? Xiaoman's singing is out of tune, shouldn't you like this?

dancing? The kid was agile when hiding his fists, but I don't know if she likes it or not.

riding? horse riding? What kind of interest class is this? Feel free to touch the country, do you have to pay here?

After thinking about it, Jiang Xiumei decided to wait and ask the child's opinion first.

Just as Jiang Xiumei was tangled and entangled, he saw a group of children walking in groups and then entering a building next to it.

The children wear uniform clothes, holding a uniform tool—nunchaku.

It seems that 忒 has momentum, especially can bluff people.

Jiang Xiumei looked at her, her eyes lit up, and she finally knew what hobby class to choose for Jiang Xiaoman!

She put down the leaflet and followed the group of children into the building next door.

"..." Wrong payment.

So that night, when Jiang Xiumei came back, she was carrying a thick pile of agency leaflets, of all kinds, everything.

There are taekwondo, boxing, judo, fencing, Wing Chun, fighting... Interest classes, everything.

"Come on, let's see which one you like. Tell your grandmother. This weekend, let's go and see with your grandmother. We will learn whichever you like."

Jiang Xing and Jiang Xiaoman turned over with gusto, and then they were silent and looked at each other.

Jiang Xing was clutching his dilapidated wallet, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

Jiang Xiaoman touched his little head. Although he didn't know what was happening, he seemed to be very powerful, and his eyes went dark and he almost fainted.