To Be His Dream Girl

The child is the shadow of the parents

he answered quite naturally at that time, "in order to protect his comrades in arms, you must sacrifice something, don't you think it's very glorious?"

As a father, he felt very proud, but Xiaochen obviously didn't think so. Until the gate of the kindergarten, Xiaochen also warned him fiercely.

"If dad makes any bad things about me to make mom sad, I will ignore you."

"Good, good."

After Shen Junquan agreed without soul, he gave him to the smiling teacher.

Every time in the face of Shen Junquan teachers are very respectful, but also very fanatic, to tell the truth, Xiaochen for such a woman is very disdainful.

I admire my mother for being as strong as ever in the face of my father. On the contrary, sometimes Shen Junquan has to be soft.

Also, don't think that he is too young to have a good memory. He will forget what they talked about yesterday. If he dares to say that his mother is not good, he will write it down in his notebook.

Looking at Shen Junquan's car, the teacher touched Xiaochen's head and asked, "Xiaochen, will your father be in a bad mood these days?"

"Dad is in a very good mood. He just made me an omelet with mom." Xiaochen held his head high and looked proud.

"Oh, really..."

The teacher who knew the comments on the Internet was surprised, but when he touched Xiaochen's clear eyes, he immediately squeezed out a hasty smile.

Hypocrisy.

It's so hypocritical.

Xiaochen smiles politely, and then adds the brand of villain to her heart.

Mother once said, cheating children, are villains, mother's words really did not say wrong.

Xiaochen trots into the classroom all the way. He is excitedly talking about the new toys in the United States. The children are quiet immediately. After a pause, they greet Xiaochen strangely.

"Xiaochen."

"Hello."

Their attitude represents the attitude of their parents. Xiaochen has known for a long time that half of the people around him are good to him because of his father, so he is very calm.

And now the students, on behalf of yesterday's things, their parents told them to stay away from themselves, Xiaochen also understand.

It doesn't matter. He sits down and takes out his writing paper and pencil from his little schoolbag. He doesn't need them to chatter around.

"Xiaochen," someone nearby suddenly called him, "are you ok?"

"I'm fine." In addition to a little hungry, Xiao Chen turned his lips and thought that he would let his mother cook Yuzi Shao when he came home at night.

Seeing one person open his mouth, the people next to him were all bold, and they all gathered around

and said, "how are your parents?"

"He's supposed to be pretending. My father says his family is in a mess."

"We are friends. If you are not happy, you can tell us." "What's the matter with your mother?"

Xiao Chen can bear all the words before, but he can't be nonsense when he mentions he Xinying.

"What did you say?" The little man was very angry. He was staring at the child.

"We all want to know what's going on, don't you?" The child looked around, as if determined, with a look of courage,

raised decibels, "Xiao Chen, tell us about it."

"Why should I tell you about my mother?" Xiaochen is very unhappy, "if I ask you, what's the matter with your mother, what do you think?"

"But now it's your mother, not my mother, who's going crazy on the Internet."

"I don't need you." Xiao Chen gives each other a white look. His father will find a way.

"He became angry when he was angry. My father said that Shen's family was going to die. Now the online reviews about their family are very bad, and it's all caused by her mother."

A tall boy seemed to show off how much he knew, and stood up

and said everything he knew. At last, he defied Xiaochen without fear, "what's the matter, you're very angry to say what you want to hide?"

Xiao Chen didn't say a word. He stood still.

So the people laughed happily and watched him gloat even more, "he was angry, that's why he should go home and blame his mother, who let his mother do those

shameful things!"

"What did my mother do?"

"Poison, or give it to the old man. I don't know what to think. My father said that it's heaven's net but not leak!"

Xiaochen didn't know until now that he Xinying was scolded by so many people for poisoning.

Just think about that video, he loves his mother and wants to rush in front of her and take her away.

At this time, he especially hated that he was too small to protect her.

"The teacher is also talking about this," when a boy from another class came in, "who is Xiaochen? They are all talking about this man.""He." Several people quickly pointed to Xiaochen, "we are also talking about him."

"So how can your mother do such a thing?" The outside class also turned away from the guests and asked Xiaochen carelessly, "it's hurtful. My mother says I'm like him, so are you also like your mother?"

Everyone was stunned by this remark.

Just now they were just talking, but no one thought that Xiaochen might poison them. What they said is that who can guarantee that Xiaochen is not the same as his mother?

Everyone looked at Xiaochen in horror:

"so you'd better go home and go with your mother. We're afraid when you're here."

"Yes, go back." "Shall we go straight to the teacher?"

"Does the teacher care?"

In the sound of fighting, Xiaochen suddenly walked towards the door of the classroom.

"What is he going to do?"

"I don't feel aggrieved. Do you want to go home?"

"He's all right when he comes home. We'll be safe when he comes home."

Xiaochen listens to these contemporaries' merciless ridicule, walking slowly and heavily step by step, and finally arrives at the door of the teacher's office.

The headmaster happened to be there. Needless to say, he must be talking about his mother. Xiaochen thought without expression. He was a group of idiots.

He didn't forget how flattering they were when nothing happened to their family.

Now something just happened, one by one faster than the rabbit.

He was going to find the teacher, but now he's OK. He went to the headmaster directly, so the headmaster looked at the calm and indifferent child and walked slowly to her.

Then the tone is firm, word by word said, "my mother will not poison, she is very soft hearted, usually even the mosquito sucks my blood, she is reluctant to kill the mosquito, now let her to poison an old man, teacher, do you think it is possible?"

The little man held his head up and looked very confident.

"Uncle policeman didn't take my mother away. Why don't you believe my mother just by one video? Teacher, I don't understand. "

In the face of such a child, adults could not speak.

"Teacher, why don't you talk?"