His baby is reborn

Xu Zhuo's painting Sun Fangli didn't bother to tidy up at that time, including the brushes, they were all left in the kindergarten, and Teacher Xiao Hu helped them put them away.

But after seeing the doctor and returning home that day, Sun Fangli specially asked Xu Qinglang to pick it up.

As soon as Xu Zhuo heard this, he hurriedly opened his small schoolbag and found the crumpled black painting - he was worried that this painting would not be taken in, but fortunately Mr. Hu was careful.

Sun Fangli saw the blackness on the drawing paper, and asked Xu Zhuo strangely why he drew it like this.

Xu Zhuo took out his brush and said obediently, "Xing painted it."

Sun Fangli didn't speak any more.

The financial situation of Xu's family is still not very optimistic. For the first two days when Xu Zhuo asked for leave, Xu Qinglang and Sun Fangli took turns staying at home with the children.

But in their industry, one less day of work means one less income, and there is no room for willfulness.So on weekends, when the husband and wife really had no time to spare, Xu Zhuo could only go out to the stall with his mother.

He is very well-behaved, clean and cute. Sitting next to Sun Fangli's stall, he looks like a New Year's doll, which has added a lot of customers to Sun Fangli.

Many young men and women passed by, and when they saw Xu Zhuo, they couldn't help laughing, and asked Sun Fangli curiously, "Miss Boss, what is he thinking while staring at the front?"

Sun Fangli could only smile helplessly: "Maybe it's boring."

Young men and women smiled and fed Xu Zhuo snacks and small toys. Xu Zhuo took them one by one, raised his hands and said clearly, "Thank you."

It made the young men and women overjoyed, and after they left, they withdrew their hands and supported their heads and sighed silently.

He was in a daze not because of boredom, but because of Xing Ke.

Xu Zhuo still remembered the voice he heard before he fainted that day.

Even though his fainting would definitely interrupt Liu Beichen's mother's anger, what happened before that was enough to cause considerable harm to Xing Ke.

Xu Zhuo trusts Teacher Xiao Hu, but with Xing Ke's attitude towards Teacher Xiao Hu before, after what happened, is the guidance of Teacher Xiao Hu really effective for Xing Ke?

What kind of family did Xing Ke live in during this period?

Xu Zhuo's brain is not bright enough now, so he can only go through the problems over and over again like a fish every day. If he can't think too deeply, his thoughts will stop, and then he will think about it again and again, but he can't figure it out. So melancholy.

Sun Fangli didn't know this, and thought that the child was addicted to the new kindergarten, and she couldn't leave for a day.

Because the weekend business was very good, Sun Fangli bought Xu Zhuo a small hamburger when work was over on Sunday.

When Xu Zhuo returned home holding the small hamburger and opened the door, he was hugged by the sleepy Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang is a taxi driver. This kind of occupation often turns day and night upside down, and his life schedule is very irregular.

The time when Xu Zhuo entered the door, logically speaking, should be Xu Qinglang's sleep time, but he unexpectedly greeted the mother and son at the door, and took the things from Xu Zhuo and Sun Fangli's hands.

Xu Zhuo happily kissed his father's face, which smeared his face with salad dressing, while Sun Fangli was more sensitive and asked, "Why didn't you sleep?"

Xu Qinglang shook his head: "Forget it, there was a quarrel upstairs."

Sun Fangli said: "Ah? Why did you quarrel?"

Xu Qinglang said: "The teacher came here, hey, do you know that there is a child on the fourth floor who is a classmate of ours?"

Xu Zhuo, who was about to get off the ground to find the toy car, immediately stopped and turned around.

Sun Fangli: "Is it the teacher who came out?"

"That's right, Teacher Hu and Mrs. Hu came, and then they started arguing. Oh no, Mr. Hu and Mrs. Hu didn't quarrel, it was the male host upstairs," Xu Qinglang spoke a dialect, to the effect that the male host He was terribly vicious: "In front of Mr. and Mrs. Hu, I scolded the child across the head and face, and slapped and slapped my face so hard that I heard it hurt. Both teachers didn't stop me..."

Xu Zhuo's heart skipped a beat.

Sun Fangli is still asking: "Why scold the child?"

Xu Qinglang said: "It seems to be fighting because the children are disobedient, what else is there to do. It's not easy to be a teacher, and you have to visit home on big weekends..."

The couple continued to talk afterwards, but Xu Zhuo couldn't listen to a word.

Xu Qinglang's voice became very hoarse after the operation, which made him have to work harder than ordinary people when speaking.

To Xu Zhuo's ears, the force he used was like a slap on Xing Ke's face.

Mr. and Mrs. Hu came to visit Xing Ke's home, but things didn't get better at all, and even got worse because of it, so what should Xing Ke do?

That night, Xu Zhuo didn't sleep well.

After fainting, his adult thinking weakened a lot, and when he couldn't resolve his emotions, he would directly attack his body.

For example, he was worried about Xing Ke, but he couldn't solve the matter before going to bed, and ended up with a nightmare.

When Sun Fangli saw it the next day, she thought it was because the child was not feeling well, and almost asked him to take another day off.It was Xu Zhuo who insisted on going to kindergarten, and Sun Fangli couldn't bear to send him there.

Before leaving, I told him that if there is any problem, the teacher must contact the family.

Xu Zhuo repeatedly agreed, but when he ran all the way to school carrying a small schoolbag, holding a small colored pen, and holding the candy for Xing, he froze at the door of the classroom.

Xu Zhuo didn't know what happened after he fainted that day. Anyway, after he returned to the classroom, the children surrounded him immediately.

Then, under the guidance of Teacher Xiao Hu, they gave Xu Zhuo small gifts prepared by themselves one after another to celebrate his return to class (1).

Children's gifts are not worth money, but they are all thoughts.They surrounded Xu Zhuo who had just returned to the class, and it was very lively.

In contrast, Xing Ke, who huddled in a more remote corner than before with his head down, looked very cold.

The bruise on his face was enlarged compared to before, his cheek was slightly swollen, and the clothes on his body were still the same as before, but they became tattered.

Take a closer look, there are holes of different sizes, as if they were burned out by something.

When Xu Zhuo looked at it from a distance, his heart immediately jumped.

And Mr. Hu also looked tired. When he led the children to celebrate Xu Zhuo's return, he was not as energetic as before.

Obviously, the situation on Sunday night was very serious.

In this era, people are not as resistant to "domestic violence" as they were later, and some families even think that it is right for parents to beat and scold their children.

In other words, it is useless to report Xing Ke's situation even if he calls the police. Not only can it not be restricted, but it may also anger the domestic violence.

Mr. and Mrs. Hu obviously went through a lot of struggle and found no results, so he became so tired now.

And things that teachers can't help, let alone children as young as five years old.

For Xing Ke, this might even close the last window of hope for possible rescue in his life.

It made his look more and more dull, and his person became more and more withdrawn.

Just like now, the children are lively around Xu Zhuo, sending colorful flowers, but Xing Ke is sitting alone in the corner, as if in another world, without raising his head from beginning to end.

After being surrounded by the children for a while, Xu Zhuo approached Xing Ke with his belongings as soon as the others dispersed.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to sit down, Xing Ke moved onto his small chair and moved it to a corner.

Xu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and then without thinking about it, he followed Xing Ke in the posture of sticking his butt to the chair.

When Xing Ke moved, he moved too, just like a little follower.

Finally, when Xing Ke finally couldn't bear it any longer, and turned his head hard to say something, Xu Zhuo saw the embarrassing wound on his face, but pursed his mouth faster than him, and said aggrievedly.

"We agreed before that we were friends. I accidentally fell ill. Why don't you be friends with me?"

The child's voice sounded extremely sad, Xing Ke stopped it immediately.

Xu Zhuo continued to say, "Sickness is already very painful, and you want to lose friends, so you want me to suffer even more."

When the words fell to the ground, he sucked his nose twice as if he was about to cry.

Xing Ke was probably overwhelmed by his crying during the lunch break before, when Xu Zhuo sniffed, he frowned reflexively, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry."

"Then why don't you leave?" Xu Zhuo whispered while holding his schoolbag.

Xing Ke looked down at his desk without saying a word.

Xing Donghai beat him very hard this time, the child looked disfigured from the front, but now he is bulging.Children of this age already have self-esteem, and Xing Ke doesn't want to look at each other like this.

And I don't know if it was caused by the wound, Xing Ke still has a low fever, and his complexion looks very bad.

Xu Zhuo poked his head and wanted to look at him, wanting him to understand that it was nothing and not to feel ashamed, but Xing Ke was unwilling to say anything and even resisted communicating.

There was no other way, Xu Zhuo could only scratch his hair and said, "Xing Ke, I'm sick, can you ask me if I'm sick?"

Xing Ke was silent for a long time, and said, "Does it hurt when you are sick?"

"It hurts." Xu Zhuo's eyes lit up, "Then does the wound on your face hurt?"

Xing Ke: "...it doesn't hurt."

The light in Xu Zhuo's eyes suddenly collapsed: "If it hurts, it will make you feel better if you say it."

Xu Zhuo didn't understand, Xing Ke's body was only so small at this age, where could he hold back so many emotions?

Xing Ke still didn't speak.After a while, I just lowered my head and took out a small flower from my pocket.

The flowers in winter are particularly tenacious. Even if they are beaten to the ground by frost, the petals are still very bright in a short period of time, with the cold temperature outside.

Xing Ke put the beautiful little flower in front of Xu Zhuo: "This is a return-to-work gift for you. After taking this gift, you will not be friends with me in the future, and I didn't promise it before."

"Ah?" Xu Zhuo didn't expect to be caught by the other party when fishing in troubled waters, and he was stunned: "Why, why?"

Xing Ke looked down at the table, rubbed his face vigorously and said, "Because I'm a beast, you don't want to be friends with beasts."