grab that pudding

In an instant, sanity returned.

No, no.He will have a normal family in the future, and there will be people who stand upright with him.He doesn't like you anymore, and you shouldn't bother him.

It's good to be like before, don't disturb his life, it's good to be like an old friend.

Quickly adjusted his mentality, Song Huan walked in that direction.

"Father, you are so slow~" Little Pudding muttered.

Song Huan tapped his forehead with his fingertips: "Huh? Who is slow?"

Looking up to see the drip, it was almost over.So Song Huan raised his hand to say hello to the nurses at the nurse station.

Chang Cheng silently put the child down from his arms and let him sit down.

Taking advantage of the spare time, he said to Song Huan, "You guys have to pay more attention to your health, it's easy to suffer from heat stroke in summer, and city S has been getting hotter and hotter in recent years."

Song Huan nodded: "Why are you here?"

"Chang Junjie, the one who drove that night just had acute appendicitis, take him to the hospital."

"What a tragedy." Song Huan expressed sympathy.

"Retribution." Chang Cheng commented calmly.

"..."

"You... How long are you staying? Are you going back?" Chang Cheng finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

Song Huan looked down at Little Pudding, who was entertaining himself, and answered after a while: "I don't know, let's see when the time comes."

"You can call me if you need anything, you have my phone number."

"Got it." Song Huan looked at his toes.

The nurse came over and skillfully pulled out the needle for Little Pudding. Looking at the plump, white and tender little hands, she couldn't help but give some more advice. Little Pudding smiled brightly and obediently at the nurse, and obediently said, "Thank you, sister."

The nurse felt her heart was about to melt.Why are the children so cute, they are completely different from those bear children of relatives at home.

After the nurse left, Chang Cheng said, "I'll take you back."

Song Huan motioned him to look at the bill in his hand, and then said, "Isn't Chang Junjie still undergoing surgery? You should go and see him, it's miserable to wake up alone."

Chang Cheng shook his head: "It's okay, there is still anesthesia, not so fast. Besides, there are nurses." Then he turned to Little Pudding: "May I take you back?"

The little pudding nods like garlic.

... You're pretty good, and you're still looking for foreign aid?In other words, when did these two people make such rapid progress?

"Okay, then I'll come and pay the doctor, are you waiting for me here?" After seeing Song Huan nodding, Chang Cheng hurriedly left with the payment slip.

"Cub~" Song Huan came down and warmed his son Wu's little hands while asking, "What did you guys talk about just now?"

Little Pudding smiled slyly, showing his cute little canine teeth: "Hee hee, I won't tell you~ This is my uncle's secret!"

"……"very good!great!You can actually instigate rebellion against my raised son, you are very powerful, Comrade Changcheng.

Forget it, I respect my son... Song Huan comforted himself heartbroken.

After Chang Cheng came back, Little Pudding happily held Chang Cheng's hand.

Song Huan looked at the other hand with the medical hemostatic sticker on it, and silently turned around to pick up the bag.

"Let's go, the car stops at..." Chang Cheng suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking.

"what happened?"

Chang Cheng sighed, and said, "That idiot just threw up in the car..."

Song Huan felt that Chang Cheng was simply a talent.

Chang Cheng quickly thought of another way of saying: "It's okay, there are taxis outside. Let's go!" He didn't even give him time to refuse to shirk, and strode away with Little Pudding.

After walking two steps, I realized that Pudding had short legs...

Chang Cheng stopped, looked at Song Huan who was carrying a bag and drinking water from a thermos, then got down, hugged the child by the armpit very strangely, and turned around a few times like a hot potato, Just found the right action.

Chang Cheng slowed down and followed Song Huan next door, chatting without saying a word.

"Did you work in City Q before?"

"Well, be a teacher."

"How is your job going?"

"It's good. Some children are skinny and some are obedient. There are not many students."

"Father, aren't there many students? There are many brothers and sisters. They are very good. They even play with me when they are punished."

"..."

"How many students?"

"There are more than ten or twenty in a class, and there is only one class in each grade."

"Uncle, there are so many, right?"

"Well, not many, there are usually [-] students in a class here."

Little Pudding's mouth became O in surprise, "Are there so many? Is the classroom full? No fights? No class, is the teacher busy?"

Chang Cheng worked hard to digest these questions, but found that it seemed a bit difficult with his own understanding.

Song Huan explained in a friendly way: "We were in the rural primary school in q city, and there were very few students. Sometimes the teacher would go to the students' homes to see if there were any students who came to class. Maybe some students kept playing on the road and forgot the time. There may also be some surprises. I tried a child who accidentally slid down the hillside before, but luckily found it before dark. Some children are wild and often fight. At first they were joking, and they really started to fight ..."

As Chang Cheng walked and listened, his mood and thoughts gradually became chaotic.

Song Huan graduated from N University. With his ability, even if he doesn't go to graduate school, he can easily find a good job in a big city like S City.He had taken the teacher qualification test before, and if he wanted to teach, it would be no problem to be a high school teacher in a small city outside the first tier.Why do you have to work so hard to become an elementary school teacher in a remote city and village in Q?

If Little Pudding's mother is from there, and after all, the child can receive a better education in a big city after birth, why did he go back?

Chang Cheng didn't understand, so he asked frankly, "How did you go to City Q?"

There was a moment of silence in response to him.

Just when Changcheng began to worry about whether he was asking the wrong question, he heard Song Huan reply: "Q city, the air is pretty good, and the environment is also pretty good." His voice was very soft, so soft that he could follow Evening wind blows away.

Chang Cheng frowned subconsciously. Although Song Huan said he was very caring and responsible, if he had the opportunity to learn, he would choose to enrich himself and develop himself first.What's more, he had never heard Song Huan talk about Q City, so why would he suddenly give up the opportunity to study and go to a place he is not familiar with?

"Why didn't you study as a graduate student?"

Another moment of silence.

Little Pudding asked curiously: "Uncle, what is a graduate student?"

Seeing that Song Huan's expression was a little off, Changcheng didn't ask any further questions, and answered the child's question seriously, "When you were in Q city, the brothers and sisters you met were primary school students, and after six years, they were junior high school students, high school students, and then college students. .If you still want to study, you can take the exam, and if you pass the exam, you will be a graduate student."

Little Pudding replaced language with a confused expression.

Chang Cheng gave him a detailed explanation again, and when he finally understood, Didi also arrived.

He opened the door, motioned Song Huan to go up first, and then sat down with the child in his arms.

It's a pity that the inexperienced Changcheng forgot that the child he was holding was taller than himself, and when he entered, he bumped the little pudding into a golden flower, and tears came out on the spot, sobbing softly.

Song Huan looked at his stupid son and his father, and felt his head hurt... silently brainwashing himself, for the first time, it is understandable that this idiot Chang Cheng is not proficient in business...

When he heard a "bang" impact, he was blindsided, and then his hands and feet flustered, and he even forgot to close the car door.

He touched his son's forehead and found that it was just a little swollen, so he comforted his sobbing son: "Okay, I'm already four years old and I'll drop golden beans every now and then, it's okay."

Little Pudding stubbornly raised his blushing face: "I didn't cry—hiccup—"

"Okay, sit down and drink water from the kettle, Chang Cheng, close the door. Master, let's drive, it's okay."

Like a commanding officer, they all sat down obediently from now on.

Looking at his son who was drinking water seriously, and Chang Cheng who was sitting upright with his hands on his knees, Song Huan suddenly had the illusion that he was a kindergarten teacher.

Chang Cheng, who did something wrong, did not dare to utter a sound like a quail.

Song Huan took Pudding's water bottle and said, "Look, you scared uncle."

"Uncle, I'm sorry..." Little Pudding apologized softly.

Chang Cheng was almost frightened, I got into trouble, can I still receive an apology? !So they started exchanging business compliments: "No, no, uncle didn't pay attention just now, and I will definitely not let you hit me next time, does it hurt?"

The driver in front couldn't help but sighed when he heard it: "Hey, you are a good baby, my one almost knocked over the hood of my car when he was [-] or [-] years old, he was so skinny, and he still made trouble after cursing, but it gave me a headache Yes. You youngsters know how to teach children, so be obedient..."

Seeing her son sticking to his father again, Song Huan chatted with the driver heartily.

"Uncle, when did I become a primary school student? Will I go to class after I am a primary school student? Is it also my father who taught me?"

"You are still in kindergarten, you are not yet a primary school student."

"What is medicine. Kindergarten?"

Son, your idea is a bit scary!