Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 92
When the child cries, the father feels distressed.

Father Xue looked at Axi, and Axi stared at the crying An An.

An'an has a rare pure yang physique, which complements the floating dust.

The two families get along only because the child has a special physique.

Axi looked up and said to Papa Xue, "I'm sorry. The dust is very angry. I will talk to her slowly. After two days, she will calm down, so let's play again."

Father Xue's face was not good, and he hugged An An and forced him to take him home.

In the corridor, there were still cries of "I don't want", "I don't want" and "I want my sister".

The next day, An An appeared in the kindergarten with red and swollen eyes. He was lying on the seat, staring at the position of the floating dust, and was unknown.

In the past, the floating dust was always the first to arrive.Not now.

At 07:30 in the morning, Fuchen was led into the kindergarten by the male owner of 604.

Teacher Liao tactfully reminded me that I don't need to come to kindergarten these days.

Axi asked her, what do you want to do with it.

Fuchen thought about it for a long time, but he still came over.

She is right!Why do people change kindergartens as soon as they say it?
Teacher Liao was taken aback when he saw Fuchen, squatted down, and negotiated, "Fuchen, you don't need to feel uncomfortable—"

Fu Chen bypassed Teacher Liao and sat on his seat.The gloom on his face was like a mildew.

Teacher Liao sighed, he didn't expect to be involved in this matter.

This is the second time, the second time because of the ghosts, the kindergarten was asked by the parents to deal with it, otherwise the money will be refunded.

The best way, of course, is for Fuchen to change kindergartens consciously.

They are not good at dropping out of school directly.

They also heard about the haunted house. The developer wanted to demolish it and blow it up, but the government dismissed it as "feudal superstition".

At this time, they persuaded the students to quit, fearing that they would also receive official documents from the government.At that time, it is not a refund, but a ban on running the school.

The director of the school meant to avoid this outlet and persuade them to leave with "students being stubborn".

Teacher Liao has her own ideas, and she feels that this kind of gossip will only last for a while.

After passing the tuyere, the wind stopped.

Class starts at eight o'clock, and the teachers teach the basics.

While listening to the class, An An peeked in the direction of Fu Chen.She was lying on her stomach, only showing the back of her head, not knowing her expression.

between classes.

Several children stood in front of An An's table, surrounded An An, "He plays with ghost children, he is also a ghost!"

"He helped ghosts yesterday, and ghosts fought!"

An An looked up and looked at the arrogant and willful appearance of the children in the class.

Although he is small, he is the king of the family, and he is used to self-willedness.

An An shrinks back nervously, eyes cautiously looking at the few people.

The leading child pushed his head, "What are you looking at? Ghost child!"

"Ghost boy!"

"Ghost boy!"

Several children followed and pushed An An back and forth.

An An shrunk and was pushed back and forth.

Front right, Fu Chen looked at the table of people in front of An An's table.

In the gap between the figures of several people, An An was vaguely seen being pushed around, like a puppet.He lowered his head, not daring to resist at all.

Fuchen had a cold expression on his face, and looked at it lightly.

"Woo, woo-woo--" An An's cry soon came from the encirclement.

Fuchen turned his head and stared at the table in a daze.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" An An lowered her head and cried.

"boom".There was a sound, followed by the sound of the table moving and An An's more violent crying.

"Ahhh—" the howl just started.

The dust on the table moved.

She picked up her chair and threw it at several people, including two children.

"Ahhh-"

"Woooooo-"

The two joined the Howling Army.

Fu Chen pulled An An up from the seat, and glared fiercely at the remaining three people.

"Sister!" An An covered her forehead and threw herself on Fu Chen, howling while hugging her.

The three children took two steps back, looking at the floating dust vigilantly.

With one hand behind his back, Fuchen pulled An'an behind him, and pushed him away; with the other hand, he pulled the small chair in front of him, as if he was ready to do it again.

They have all seen Fu Chen fighting, and the fierce posture and exhilarating pain left a deep impression on them.

"Ah—I'm bleeding." The child who was smashed sat on the ground, closed his eyes and howled, shaking his legs, "I want to find my mother! I want my mother!"

The three friends stared, but did not leave.

An An was pushed away, stood where she was, and cried with her head on her back, crying even more sadly.

The crying attracted the teacher.Seeing the same combination, Teacher Liao first comforted the crying child on the ground, and stared at the floating dust with displeased eyes.

This child, full of edges and corners, is out of place with the crowd.

Teacher Liao picked up the crying child and took him to the teacher's office to treat the wound.

The counselor came in, saw An An, and saw the scar on his forehead.

Fuchen stood in place, gritted his teeth, breathed hard, stuck in his throat, stabbed at the edge of his mouth, and fell on his chest.

Teacher Liao treated the wound well, coaxed the child well, and moved Fuchen's table to the last door.

Fuchen lowered his head, staring at the moving table, without saying a word.

Sitting on the newly developed seat, Fuchen lowered his head and said nothing.I don't listen to the class, don't look at the teacher, and lie on the table by myself.

After class, Teacher Liao knocked on her desk, "Come with me."

Fuchen got up and followed the teacher.

Seeing this, An An in the seat also ran to follow behind.With tears in his eyes, the child fell, stepping on the shadow of the floating dust, and followed the teacher's office.

Mr. Liao is busy with his own work.

Fuchen sat on the seat beside him, dazed.

An An looked at the floating dust quietly, and muttered, "Sister."

Teacher Liao looked at the two of them, then quickly lowered his head and went to work without saying anything.

Class breaks, lunch breaks, and floating dust are all required to go to the teacher's office.

Being treated differently, Fuchen didn't say anything, just lowered his head.

The usually lively child became gloomy, and the sudden change only made Mr. Liao feel troubled.

There are no fewer thorns in the kindergarten than in the elementary school.

Teacher Liao doesn't have a good impression of Fuchen now.

After school in the afternoon, the teachers will send the children out.There are only Fuchen and An'an in the office.

Fuchen got up, carried his small schoolbag, and left the kindergarten by himself.

An An also carried her schoolbag and followed.

Fuchen didn't speak, and An An didn't dare to talk too much, just followed silently.

"Floating dust!" Suddenly there was a strange female voice.

Fuchen turned his head and saw a woman in business attire.She looked at the woman suspiciously.

The woman got out of the car and ran over excitedly, "I'm mother." She reached out to hug Fu Chen.

Fu Chen took two steps back, pulling An An to run.

"Floating dust! I'm really a mother! It's your mother!" Wearing high heels, the woman took two steps forward and quickly grabbed An An's schoolbag.

"Hmm..." An An was pulled back, staring at the strange aunt, about to cry again.

The woman has exquisite makeup and a unique charm. She smiled and said to Fuchen who stopped, "I am a mother."

Take out the photo from the bag, "Look, this is you. This is me."

When Fuchen saw the photos, he had never seen his two or three-month-old self.Be more vigilant.

"I heard that the kindergarten said you were a ghost child. I want to ask, do you want to live with me?" The woman immediately promised, "I will ask the best nanny and teacher to take you."

Fuchen pulled out a smile, stared at the woman's smile, and taunted, "With you? Not with you, others only say that I am a ghost child, and they know that I have a father. With you? Others say that I am a wild child without a father. mother!"

The child's mouth, the murderous knife, directly stabbed the woman's heart.

(End of this chapter)