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In the past few days, Director Wei went to a meeting in a provincial capital in the south.

There are no tigers in the mountains, but monkeys rule the roost. The department has become Yu Meifang's world.

In the department office, Yu Meifang was hugging her fat son and smiling happily.

Yu Meifang's chubby son is named Baobao. He is very chubby and cute. Two months older than Jianjian. Now she is nestling in her mother's arms, stretching out her chubby hands to tease a chick in a cardboard box on the table. The chicks are yellow and fluffy, and they look like they are just one or two days old.

"Baby, why didn't you go to school today?" Fang Chen asked casually.

Hearing this, Bao Bao raised his head and glanced at Fang Chen without saying a word.

Yu Meifang stroked her fat son's head and said, "The baby hasn't been feeling well lately, so I didn't let him go."

"Yeah, the temperature changes a lot in spring, so you have to be careful." Fang Chen agreed.

Yu Meifang smiled and nodded.

Fang Chen took the opportunity to say: "In class just now, the students said that the drawing for the final exam of last semester and the last two homework drawings were not sent back. Who has it? I will send them back."

Yu Meifang frowned.

At this time, the baby cried out "ah", and it turned out that the chicken was curiously using its tender little beak to gently peck the baby's fat and white fingers.

Yu Meifang's face turned ferocious in an instant. She held her fat son with her left hand, quickly grabbed the chicken with her free right hand, raised it above her head, twisted around and threw it to the ground with all her strength.

This series of movements was done in one go, so fast that Fang Chen didn't even react. He just stared blankly as the chicken just kicked its legs convulsively on the ground, and didn't even have time to scream before it stopped moving.

"I told you to bite my son! I told you to bite my son!" Yu Meifang scolded and stretched out her foot to kick the dead chicken.

Unexpectedly, the baby in her arms suddenly cried "Wow".

Yu Meifang panicked and was busy looking at the baby's fingers, thinking that the baby was hurt and crying in pain. After looking carefully, she found that the baby's fingers were as white and tender as ever, with no trace at all.

Only then did he coax his son with peace of mind, "You scared our baby, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's just that stinky uncle who got you such a dirty thing from the countryside! Ignore him from now on."

Fang Chen bent down and picked up the chick from the ground. It was light and soft. Perhaps it had never eaten or drank a grain of millet or a sip of water when it came into this world, and it just passed away without a sound. .

Poor little chick, innocent little chick!

Fang Chen buried the chicken in the green space downstairs.

Why is Yu Meifang so irritable?

The chick was just interacting with the baby and it suffered this disaster!

It wasn’t the chick that scared the baby to cry, but Yu Meifang’s crazy behavior!

Returning to the department office, seeing that Yu Meifang and her son had returned to normal, Fang Chen asked about the students' homework again.

A fierce look flashed in Yu Meifang's eyes.

"Which student wants homework? Who asked you to ask him to come to me." After saying that, he glanced outside the door and shouted: "Fangfang, Xiao Chen, why are you going?"

"Sister Meifang has really sharp eyes." Wan Fangfang murmured as she walked in, followed by the smiling Chen Gaofeng.

"If you have time, go help Fang Chen take care of the students."

Fang Chen was confused and hurriedly explained, "It's not the students' problem. The students are all very good. That's it. Didn't the keys to the studio come to you last semester? The students said that some assignments were not sent back. Their last assignment represents Their best level, so they just want their homework back.”

"Which student wants his homework back? Who wants you to ask him to come to me?" Wan Fangfang said in a arrogant tone, and her words were exactly the same as Yu Meifang's.

"Hey, why are you a teacher? You can't cure a few students!" Chen Gaofeng laughed.

"It's not the students' fault, they just want their paintings back!" Fang Chen emphasized again.

"We are not custodians, but we still keep their homework for them?" Wan Fangfang said plausibly.

"Teacher Fang, you shouldn't spoil your students like this. Once you spoil your students, it will be difficult to teach them later." Chen Gaofeng said confidently and righteously.