Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

The old grandma laughed, and waved to the crying child very kindly:

Child, come.

The child took two steps forward, with a few tears still hanging on his face.

Son, why did you give Yifeng a gift?

Well, just a few days ago, I heard grandma and the principal's mother-in-law say that my brother's birthday is today, so Porridge Porridge wanted to give Brother Feng a gift!

This grandma is actually the grandmother of the current dean of the orphanage. She is already seventy years old. She worries about the children of the orphanage every day, so her hair has been covered with silver hair very early.

Grandma, I don't want it!

The dean's grandmother pulled the little boy:

Yifeng, whether you want it or not, we can't have this attitude. My brother is also very kind and caring. Even if you don't want it, you have to thank him, you know?

The little boy's face was extremely reluctant, he cut his voice in a low voice, and turned his head.

In fact, it is arrogance.

The kindergarten principal, who had a panoramic view of the whole process, laughed out loud:

Okay, okay, Yifeng, come to my mother-in-law.

The little boy was still very familiar with the principal, so he came over.

Unexpectedly, the director also took out a beautifully wrapped small gift box from his pocket:

It's your birthday today, and your mother-in-law has prepared a gift for you, Yifeng, happy birthday, you're one year older.

The little boy was able to decisively reject the gift from the child just now, but he was caught off guard by the gift from the principal's mother-in-law.

grandmother?

The grandma, the dean of the orphanage, nodded, before the little boy reached out to take it:

Thank you mother-in-law.

At this time, the children quickly handed over their gifts again:

Brother Feng, a gift from Porridge!

The little boy rolled his eyes, but the grandma, the dean of the orphanage, continued to ask softly:

Child, is your name porridge porridge?

Uh-huh!

Okay, then grandma calls you porridge too, porridge, why did you give brother Yifeng a birthday present?

The kid tilted his head:

Because Brother Feng is Congee Congee's only good friend!

The only best friend?

Hearing this, the little boy who had tilted his head before silently turned back.

As far as the old-fashioned tone of the kid still looks, it made the two old people laugh:

Okay, okay, then grandma will ask you again, do mom and dad know about this gift for brother Yifeng?

I know!

This time, even the head of the garden persuaded him:

Yifeng, you can accept the gift from your younger brother.

The relationship between the children is still very pure, and their parents know it, so naturally, there will be no problem.

Only then did Yi Feng stretch out his hand, and the kid cheerfully handed it over.

Brother Feng, here is Congee Congee's favorite toy, give it to brother!

Thanks.

Dry thank you.

However, the children are still very happy.

Brother, Congee will go back to class first, and then go to play with brother!

I don't want to.

oh.

As the saying goes, cannibals have short mouths but soft hands.

There is still a response from the mouth.

The child was very happy all day, and in the afternoon, after school, he was sent back to the family home by the bodyguards again.

As soon as he saw Su Zhixiao, he rushed forward:

Mom, porridge porridge is so happy today!

Really? Why are you so happy?

Well, I don't know, but I'm very happy!

Well, too young and lack of vocabulary energy.

On the way home to the subordinate building, the child crackled and told his mother what happened all day today, including the matter about Mr. Ye getting out of his uncle's car in the morning, which was very positive.

Su Zhixiao was surprised:

You mean, Teacher Ye got off your uncle's car?

this.

The kid nodded heavily:

Well, it's the real mother. Dad knows it too, and Uncle Aban knows it too.

ah!

There are still ten minutes, there is one more, it's over