Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

Originally thought that Zhong Nange would praise him for his good vision after listening to his words.

After all, there are so few beautiful and kind-hearted women like Su Su.

But unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Zhong Nange's originally good face sank in an instant.

Zhong Yibai was puzzled. Did he say anything wrong?

The originally harmonious atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly cooled to the freezing point.

Zhong nangui quickly finished his meal and left. When he left, Zhong Yibai said goodbye to him. He didn't even pay attention.

Zhong Yibai said to Aunt Guo sadly, "do you think there is a father like him? He always shows his face to me. Hum, he hates me. Has he decided not to want me“

Aunt Guo painfully comforted him, "Sir, what hurts most is you. He must be in a bad mood."

"In a bad mood? Wasn't it good before? How do you say you change your face?"

"Did you say something to annoy him?"

"I didn't say anything..."

"I just heard you say something about Su Su. Who is that?"

"Su Su is my teacher. Last time I had a stomachache, she sent me to the hospital. You don't know. She's very kind and has nothing to say to me."

"I wonder if Mr. Su was jealous?"

"He's jealous?" Zhong Yibai was shocked. "Can't he? Does he have this skill?"

"You think, he is your father. You are the most important in his heart. Should he be the most important in your heart?"

Zhong Yibai tilted his small head and thought carefully.

Finally, a small hand patted on the thigh, a face suddenly realized.

"I'll go. Is old Zhong really jealous?"

......

On the way to send Zhong Yibai, Da Zhuang listened to his nose running. He couldn't help asking, "young master, do you have a cold?"

"Well, are the symptoms obvious?"

Dazhuang didn't understand why he asked, but he answered him honestly, "obviously."

Zhong Yibai breathed a sigh of relief, "that's good."

Da Zhuang, "..."

How's your cold?

Children's minds are really hard to guess.

At school, Da Zhuang sent the clock to the door of the classroom and left.

When Zhong Yibai went in, Su Mian was tidying up the children's small chairs. Seeing him coming in, he immediately greeted him with a smile, "Yibai is coming."

Zhong Yibai nodded and began to sniff.

Sniffing and sneezing, he succeeded in attracting Su Mian's attention.

"Have you caught a cold?"

Zhong Yibai nodded hurriedly and said weakly, "Su Su, I'm afraid you have to take care of me more today."

Su Mian saw that he looked pitiful and hurriedly raised his hand to touch his forehead.

I felt the temperature was normal, so I put my heart down.

She took his little hand and comforted him softly, "I'll take you to the school doctor later."

"The school doctor will only let me take medicine. I don't want to go."

"If you don't take medicine, how can you get well with your cold? Are you good and listen to the teacher?"

Zhong Yibai blinked his big glass eyes and bargained with her, "if you want me to take medicine, you have to promise me a condition."

"Well, you said."

Zhong Yibai wore a small red face and looked shy and astringent. "You have to hold me to sleep during the lunch break."

Su Mian couldn't help laughing.

"OK, I promise you."

Zhong Yibai's eyes brightened, "really?"

Su Mian stretched out his little finger, "keep your word."

"OK." Zhong Yibai immediately stretched out his little finger, and the two people's fingers hooked together.

......

During the lunch break, Zhong Yibai got his wish and was held in Su Mian's arms to coax him to sleep.

He secretly rejoiced, and his heart had blossomed.

Before going to bed, he whispered to Su Mian, "Su Su, if my cold is not well tomorrow, will you still sleep with me?"

Su Mian looked at him and saw the look of expectation on his face. He couldn't help asking, "do you like the teacher to sleep with you?"

"Well, I sleep at home."

"Sleep by yourself?" Su Mian was surprised. She hesitated and couldn't help asking him softly, "I haven't heard you mention your mother. Is she busy at work?"

Zhong Yibai shook his head. "I've never seen my mother."

Su Mian was stunned and then felt a little distressed.

I haven't seen his mother. Does that mean his mother is gone?

She couldn't help hugging the little man in her arms and said softly, "sorry, the teacher shouldn't mention..."

Zhong Yibai shook his head in her arms, "Su Su, it's okay. Anyway, I don't care. She doesn't want me."

Don't him

Su Mian was stunned, "your mother, she..."

"Grandma said she went abroad after giving birth to me and threw me to my father."

Su Mian, "“

It is said that children are the flesh and blood of their parents.

Parents want to give their deepest love to their children.

Su Mian has always felt that there are only children who are not filial to their parents, and there are no parents who do not love their children.

But now, she saw the loneliness and injury abandoned by her mother in a five-year-old child.

A sour heart.

She felt sorry for Zhong Yibai.

So he couldn't help saying to him, "in the future, as long as you like, the teacher will sleep with you."

Zhong Yibai fell asleep contentedly.

This sleep, sleep especially sweet.

......

Come home from school.

Zhong Yibai was surprised to see that his father, who had always been busy coming home in the middle of the night, had already sat in the living room watching TV.

He stepped on his slippers and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

"Dad," he looked at the man who carefully read the financial news, "I ask you something. You have to answer me honestly."

Zhong Nanji didn't look at him either. His eyes were still watching TV. A word jumped out between his thin lips, "say."

"Were you unhappy because you were jealous this morning?"

Zhong Nanyu finally took her eyes back from the TV screen and looked at him. There was no expression on her angular face.

He glanced at him faintly, "did you fall out of your head today?"

Zhong Yibai, "..."

I can't communicate.

It's almost impossible to communicate.

He knew that a wonderful flower like Zhong Laoer didn't have the ability to be jealous at all.

Forget it, when he asked for nothing.

So he jumped off the sofa and was ready to leave.

But before he took two steps, he heard Zhong Nange ask him, "how's your cold?"

As soon as Zhong Yibai heard that he was concerned about him, the previous little unhappiness immediately disappeared.

He turned back to the sofa and said excitedly to Zhong Nanyu, "Dad, I want to share a happy thing with you. Do you want to listen?"

Zhong Nanyu's eyes returned to the TV and ignored him.

Fortunately, Zhong Yibai has long been used to his cold appearance of ignoring people.

When he watches his TV, he says his.

"During the lunch break today, Su Su took me to bed."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhong Nanyu, who had ignored him, suddenly turned back and stared at him with deep eyes.

The look in his eyes made Zhong Yibai tremble.

"Dad, why are you looking at me like this?" Zhong Yibai put his small hand over his small chest and sounded out with a surprised look. "Did I say something wrong?"

Zhong Nanyu stared at him, "what did you just say?"

"Which sentence?"

"Lunch break..."

"Oh, Su Su took me to bed during the lunch break..."

Zhong Nanji frowned, "can't you sleep by yourself?"

Zhong Yibai's wronged mouth, "I have a cold."

"If you catch a cold, you won't sleep?" Zhong Nanji's voice was unhappy. "Zhong Yibai, don't forget that you are five years old."

Zhong Yibai, who originally wanted to share his joy with his father, was suddenly confused by the inexplicable scolding of Zhong Nange.

When he returned to his mind and had no time to speak, his tears fell down.

Being held by Su Mian to sleep is a very happy thing for Zhong Yibai.

In order to let her sleep in her arms, he did not hesitate to pay for his health.

But this happy thing let Zhong Nanji as a reason to scold him.

At the moment, when the clock is white, I feel very hurt, sad and wronged.

He glared at Zhong Nanyu. Without saying a word, he jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs.

While running, tears fell down.

At this moment, he suddenly hated his biological parents.

Born without raising!

Throw him so irresponsibly to an old man who doesn't love his surname Zhong. If he doesn't do serious things every day, he knows to find fault with him.