Qingyou picked up the two bags with one hand and put them on his shoulders, then walked in front, looking indescribably elegant and graceful. The girl pursed her lips, and turned into a little tail, following the other person closely. ... "We're here. Sit and wait for a while. The bus will be here soon." Looking at the girl sitting in her seat, Qingyou gave her a warning. "Ah." With a gentle response, Hanyu Reizuki closed her legs side by side, placed her hands on her knees and remained motionless, very obedient. Qingyou smiled slightly when he saw this. "be careful on the road." After saying that, he turned around, picked up a packaging bag, and walked away slowly.
Hanyu Reizuki fixed her gaze on the other person's receding back, and always felt that something was missing. Is it an illusion? She thought blankly. Suddenly, a sharp pain arose in my stomach. The girl covered her stomach, trembled, and her expression was slightly painful. At the side, the bus whistle sounded. She couldn't care less about so many things at the moment, so she picked up her bag and walked into the bus, sat down in a random seat, closed her eyes and rested patiently. The pain came at such an untimely moment that the bag she was carrying seemed even heavier than before. Wait, heavy?! Her eyebrows furrowed, and she suddenly realized what was strange just now. When Qingyou left, he was only holding a blue packaging bag in his hand, and the red one was gone. So, it's possible that he put the contents of the red bag in accidentally. Enduring the physical pain, Hanyu Reizuki opened the package and searched inside. All that came into view, apart from the things he had bought, were a few bags of brown sugar ginger tea, five or six bottles of milk, and a note with some words on it. "Your lips are too pale. Next time you have your period, remember to take care of yourself first, and don't just think about others." The handwriting is neat and beautiful, just like his others, cool and clean. Hanyu Reizuki was stunned. She had already held the note tightly in her hand. The boy's breath seemed to remain on it. Apart from her younger brother, she hasn't been treated so well by anyone for a long time. Suddenly, that inexplicable strangeness started to grow like weeds in my heart again.
The sweet and sour feeling filled her heart and made her unable to ignore it. ***** ***** 【Ding】 [Daily Task: Acts of Kindness] 【completed】 The cold electronic reminder sound echoed in his ears. Qingyou raised his eyebrows and smiled. Patting his white coat, he hurried in a certain direction in a very happy mood. "Go online."
Chapter 25 Why are you being so arrogant to me? Noon 11 points Qingyou walked out of the Internet cafe carrying the bag, yawning, with a look of unsatisfied feeling on his face. "Tsk, I haven't had enough fun." This is his most intuitive feeling at the moment. It's like being addicted to opium, you want to smoke more after you've smoked it. Looking back at the closed door of the Internet cafe, he touched his pockets. They were bare and empty. He is so poor that he is almost like a beggar. He smacked his lips, his rising excitement being crushed by the cruel reality, and he gradually gave up the idea of continuing to go to the Internet cafe to fight. "It's better to go back and report honestly." ——Alas, I am once again defeated by the word "poor". Why am I so miserable? Shaking his head helplessly, he muttered to himself with a little sadness. "jingle--" The phone rang in vain. I took out my phone and saw that it showed Grandpa Guangxiong. He clicked to answer the call and put the headset to his ear. Before he could say anything, an anxious, old voice came from the other end of the line. "Xiaoyou, go to Yangli Kindergarten and take a look. Chun'an seems to be bullied."
Qingyou's face condensed, "I'll be there soon, don't panic, Grandpa Guangxiong, your grandson will be fine." He lowered his voice and soothed, "I'll be there soon, just stay calm first." "I have suddenly had a lot of patients and I can't spare the time. Zhenyi is also negotiating a big deal, so I'll have to come later." There was a pause on the other end of the voice, and after a few breaths, the old man's slightly embarrassed tone came. "Thank you for your help, Yuuko." "It should." After hanging up the phone, he looked around and saw a taxi with no business parked on the side of the road with a green sign saying "I'm vacant". He hurried over with the bag. "Master, go to Yangli Kindergarten, please hurry up, it's urgent." He requested, sitting in the passenger seat. "Good." The driver was a straightforward man. He didn't waste any time. He stepped on the accelerator, started the engine and gradually accelerated towards the highway. Cars roared, and on the noisy and bustling streets, only a trail of exhaust fumes was left. ***** ***** In the kindergarten office, the cries of children and sharp scolding mixed together. "How do you teachers take care of children? You called me here only after something so serious happened. Are you all blind?" The middle-aged woman with heavy makeup pointed at the teacher in front of her whose attitude was getting lower and lower and started to curse him. "How old is my little Xi? Can he withstand such stimulation? What if he gets a concussion? Can your kindergarten take the responsibility?" After scolding, she lowered her head and hugged the little boy in her arms, saying distressedly, "My little darling, does it hurt? Are you feeling very uncomfortable?" "Mom, it hurts." The little boy had blood on his forehead, and he buried his head in the woman's arms, sobbing in grievance. Hearing her own child crying, her originally loving expression turned gloomy again, "Do you know how to take care of children in the kindergarten? You can even cause injuries. You are really useless." "Dear parent, if something happened to your child and he accidentally hit his head, it's because we didn't take good care of him, but you shouldn't put all the blame on the kindergarten." After being scolded by this woman for so long, even a kindergarten teacher with the best temper would get a little annoyed. "Just now, little Lianfu was passing food to little Chun'an, but little Xichen ran over to grab it, and the three children started arguing. In the end, little Chun'an accidentally pushed little Xichen. According to this, you are more or less in the wrong." Glancing at the two children hiding in the corner, the kindergarten teacher said in a deep voice. It would have been better if I hadn't said this, but once I said it, the situation got worse again. "What do you mean? In the end, my child was still wrong. Is this the guarantee before your kindergarten?" As if her tail had been stepped on, the woman's shrill voice rose several levels.
"My son was injured, but you helped these two little bastards. How can you be a teacher?" The sound was so harsh and unpleasant that the little girl hiding in the corner burst into tears. The kindergarten teacher standing by to mediate also had a gloomy face, and was upset by this unreasonable parent. "Why is it so noisy?" A rather mature female voice sounded outside the door. Then, a tall, slim and sexy woman walked in. She was wearing a yellow dress, lipstick on her lips, a priceless necklace around her fair neck, and a wedding diamond ring on her left hand. She looked to be in her thirties. "Hello, my name is Guiyan Mana, and I'm Xiao Lianfu's aunt." He greeted the kindergarten teacher politely, his whole body exuding an elegant and graceful temperament. "Hello." The kindergarten teacher responded politely, but her eyes were evasive and her expression looked unnatural. The reason is simple: the other party's place is just too big. A very small amount of light yellow cloth covered the two huge masses, but it still couldn't hide the other exposed white. Just standing there makes one's mouth dry and one's mind restless. She naturally noticed the fascination that flashed across the kindergarten teacher's face and smiled faintly without much change in her expression. She opened her plump red lips and whispered, "Can you tell me what happened?" The kindergarten teacher was about to explain when a shrill female voice sounded over, "What else could have happened? Your niece instigated other children to beat up my son." Gui Yan Mana shifted her gaze and immediately saw the little boy in the woman's arms, with a bloody wound on his forehead. Emei frowned, and then she looked at the girl sobbing in the corner, "Xiao Lianfu, come to your aunt." The little girl wiped her tears and walked towards her step by step. "aunt." She called her, pulled her dress with her little hand, and whispered, "It was Guan Jun Xichen who took my food. I didn't agree, and Chun An didn't give it to him, but he wanted to snatch it. He fell to the ground just now because he wasn't paying attention and was pushed down accidentally." Hearing this, Gui Yan Zhenna's eyebrows gradually smoothed out. She reached out her hand and gently patted the little girl's back to soothe her emotions. Then, he slowly raised his head and said apologetically to the still arrogant woman, "I'm sorry, your child was pushed down and injured. It was unintentional. How about this, I will pay for the medical expenses later, as an apology." "That's pretty much it." The woman was satisfied with this answer, and her heavily made-up face was filled with pride, like an old hen showing off everywhere. For the moment, she "let go" of this seemingly very rich woman and turned her attention to the little boy who was still curled up in the corner. The tone of voice rose again, "Little bastard, when will your parents come over? Hurry and ask them to apologize. Since they hit my son, this matter cannot be let go."
Hearing the other party say such an uncivilized title like a shrew, Gui Yan Mana felt a little uncomfortable, but when she thought that it had nothing to do with her, she didn't say anything in the end. On the other side, the woman pointed at the little boy and kept lecturing him, like a shrew. "He deserves it." The little boy turned his head away, his childish voice full of stubbornness. "Oh, it seems like you really deserve to be punished." The woman's anger was aroused, her voice became sharp and shrill again, and she walked over to hit someone. "Chun'an."
