Ji Mengmeng took the phone and fed it several times but no one paid attention. She looked at the number displayed on it, and didn't know which one Xue Zheng came.

Xue Zheng saw that his son's eyes were burning in a hurry, and he had no choice but to take the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Ji." He greeted her with some embarrassment. His son suddenly gave him this play, so that he was not prepared at all.

Hearing Xue Zheng's voice, Ji Mengmeng felt her temples jump. She turned around twice in her room like a headless fly before she opened her mouth to say the words that came to her mouth: "Is there something wrong, Daddy Xue." ”

Although she tried her best to maintain her calmness, Xue Zheng on the other side still noticed the unnaturalness in her tone.

It seems that he really scared her a lot just now. Xue Zheng thought about it, and just as he was about to speak, he saw his son clenching his fists with both hands, looking nervously waiting for the result. Thinking that it was not appropriate for the child to hear this, Xue Zheng hurriedly walked into the study, and then locked the door.

Xue Yiwei shouted at the door for a while, and finally gave up. After it was quiet, Xue Zheng put the phone to his ear. After tossing for a while, the other head hadn't hung up yet, and Xue Zheng suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. What's even more weird is that when he listens to the slight panting sound coming from his mobile phone, he actually feels numb all over his body.

And when the man's voice sounded, Xue Zheng only felt that something passed through his chest.

"Father Xue, is there something wrong?" Ji Mengmeng asked patiently, she didn't know that her ordinary words would make the heart rate of the person on the other end faster.

"That Teacher Ji, I" Xue Zheng stammered for a long time, and finally failed to express the meaning he expressed. He scratched his head irritably, at this time, it happened that the unclosed windows in the room were blown open by the wind, and when Xue Zheng walked over to close the windows, the curtains were swept up by the wind, sweeping to his face, covering his sight at the same time, and also making his brain work.

Then, before he could brew the words, he blurted out: "Teacher Ji, I didn't think it through just now, it was all a misunderstanding." ”

Ji Mengmeng's hand shook, and then Xue Zheng heard a snap, followed by a busy sound. Xue Zheng looked at his phone, and after being dazed for a moment, he seemed to understand something.

He seemed to have said the wrong thing.

Ji Mengmeng looked at the mobile phone with the screen cracked, and pressed the power button several times in annoyance, but the screen was still black. She sighed, her salary had not yet arrived, and she was about to change to a new mobile phone.

When I called again, the phone didn't work. Xue Zheng looked at his mobile phone and thought to himself that he had really offended people this time. He thumped the wall in frustration, a little unsure of what was going on with the irritability that was now lingering all over his body.

Xue Yiwei saw that his father's expression was even worse after the phone call, so he didn't dare to ask him how he communicated with his teacher Ji. At dinner, Xue Zheng only gave the dumplings wrapped at noon, and the father and son sat facing each other and ate very quietly.

Xue Yiwei puffed up his face like a bun, and he didn't like the current atmosphere at all. Teacher Ji was not there, and Dad was very strict not to speak, and there seemed to be something black pressing on top of their heads at the dinner table. Xue Yiwei looked at the dumplings on the plate, sighed heavily, and opened his mouth to take a bite.

Alas, even the taste is a lot worse than at noon. Xue Yiwei couldn't help but think that it would be nice if Teacher Ji could eat with them all the time.

The next day, his father's face was still not good. Xue Yiwei didn't dare to say anything, and obediently asked his father to help him get dressed, and then took the bus to school.

When Ji Mengmeng saw Xue Yiwei and thought of the child's father, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. But she was afraid that if something happened to her, it would make this kid think too much, so she pretended to say hello to Xue Yiwei as usual.

"Good morning, Xue Yiwei."

"Good morning, Mr. Ji." After Xue Yiwei greeted her sweetly, his expression became very entangled. Ji Mengmeng saw him holding the schoolbag belt in his hand, his face was like a rag, so he touched his head and asked him softly: "What's wrong Xue Yiwei, it's awkward with your father again!" ”

Xue Yiwei shook his head, and after thinking for a while, he cautiously spoke: "Teacher Ji, can you not be angry with my father!" If he did something bad, should I apologize for him? ”

Ji Mengmeng's heart trembled, and she couldn't figure out how Xue Yiwei could know these things. Even if this Xue Zheng is unreliable, he will not tell the child this.

"What are you talking about, Xue Yiwei, the teacher doesn't understand."

Xue Yiwei twisted his little body and said awkwardly: "Teacher, don't treat me as if I don't understand, you have a conflict with my father, don't you?" After you went back yesterday, my dad's face was always stinking and he didn't even say anything. ”

Xue Zheng him

Ji Mengmeng didn't know how to describe her mood at this time. At the same time, there seems to be more indescribable hope.

originally thought that Xue Zheng would not care as much as her, but I didn't expect him to be so abnormal. Does that mean that her role in his heart is not as simple as Xue Yiwei's stepmother?

Ji Mengmeng bit her lip and finally denied this idea.

Xue Zheng, in addition to the relationship between father and son, is not good for other emotions. She can't shake her position just because someone else gives her a little sweetness.

Xue Yiwei looked at Ji Mengmeng's expression, and his expression tightened. He could see that his teacher Ji didn't seem to forgive his father.

Xue Yiwei pulled her sleeve and was about to say something more, but Ji Mengmeng had already preemptively said: "No, Xue Yiwei, the teacher is not angry with your father." He is your father, and the teacher will continue to communicate with him in the future when you have problems with your studies. With that, she patted the child on the top of the head, and then paced to her office.

Is it just a matter of studying? Xue Yiwei pursed his lips, he was very keen to grasp the key information in his teacher's words.

In the morning, Xue Yi couldn't stand his spirits, and the time passed so plainly, but who knew that during the self-study, the teacher who taught them art suddenly ran into their class in a hurry, and after Teacher Ji said something in his ear, his Teacher Ji ran out with a nervous face.

Xue Yiwei knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly slipped out of the back door. When he followed Ji Mengmeng to the school gate, he was taken aback when he saw the big battle outside the school gate.

There was a group of people standing in the dark at the door, holding a large banner in their hands. Xue Yiwei didn't know much of the words above, and he was an unfilial girl.

Looking further, I heard the other party shouting, what to give money, what to rob the family property and so on. Xue Yiwei didn't understand very well, but when he saw her Teacher Ji clenching her hands into fists and her whole body trembling, Xue Yiwei realized that she was going to be bullied.

He wanted to rush up to protect her, but he lowered his head, looked at his little arms and legs, and finally gave up on the decision.

He raised his wrist, looked at his watch-type phone, and made a firm dial to a number.

After passing, he didn't wait for the other party to speak, he hurriedly said: "Dad, Dad, come to school quickly, Teacher Ji is going to be bullied!" ”

After thinking that this was not enough, he wanted to add: "If you come slowly, I will go on it myself!" ”