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Wen Ximing's teeth fell to the third one after another, and now the positions of the first two upper incisors are black, and the one that fell off earlier has already grown half.

Since being laughed at by Mrs. Ji and Ji Haoxuan, Wen Ximing has changed his previous reserve of not speaking, but has talked more.

The inaccurate pronunciation of the words brought bursts of laughter to everyone in the Ji family. Of course, ignoring the drizzle that filled the sky, everything was perfect.

Today, the Ji family gathered relatively together, except for Old Man Ji, who really couldn't leave, they were all here.

The table was full of lively conversations between Ji Haoxuan and Wen Ximing. Wen Ximing's speech was leaky, and if he didn't pay attention, his saliva was flying.

Ji Lingxuan frowned, he was closest to Wen Ximing, and he could already see a few small droplets of water on the plate, so he had no choice but to pick up the cloth and wipe it, and glanced at Ji Haoxuan: "Can you shut up?" Is it fun to talk to a child every day? ”

It's spitting everywhere, and you can't eat properly!

When Ji Haoxuan heard this, he expressed his happiness and said unconvinced: "Why do you blame me?" It's obviously Xi Mingfei who is arguing with me, why don't you talk about your son, I don't know how to respect my elders at a young age. ”

"Hao Xuan, this disrespectful elder, it also depends on whether you yourself have the appearance of an elder, but let me stop for a while." Old Madam Ji couldn't stand it anymore.

After saying that, after saying her son and looking at her grandson, Mrs. Ji's face immediately became amiable: "Ximing, let's hurry up and eat, don't bother with your second uncle." ”

Wen Ximing nodded obediently: "Okay, grandma should eat more." As he spoke, he took a pair of chopsticks and put vegetables on Mrs. Ji's plate. The little face glanced at Ji Haoxuan proudly.

Seeing his mother smiling so much that he couldn't see his teeth, Ji Haoxuan said that he didn't want to speak.

After the lively dinner, Ji Lingxuan accompanied Wen Ximing to watch TV programs, and Ji Haoxuan also stepped in to join the ranks of watching TV. Ji Lingxue went back to her room and called her boyfriend.

When Wen Qingzheng felt bored and wanted to go back to the room to practice, he saw Old Madam Ji waving to him.

"Madame, what's the matter?" Wen Qing stood up and walked to Mrs. Ji's side.

Old Madam Ji patted the sofa: "Sit first." ”

Wen Qing sat down and looked at Mrs. Ji.

"Wen Qing, there is a parent-teacher meeting in Ximing's class this Friday, since you are back, then you can go, Ling Xuan probably can't spare time, you see?" Old Madam Ji smiled gently at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing knew that she was going to attend the parent-teacher conference. Today is Wednesday, Friday is the day after tomorrow, and it's no problem to put things down later, and it's the first time I'm attending my son's parent-teacher conference, so I have to take time out if I don't have time.

"No problem, when is it?" Wen Qing nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Ji smiled with relief: "Starting at three o'clock in the afternoon on Friday, you have to take some time to spend more time with the children." ”

"It's nature." Wen Qing smiled faintly.

Seeing Wen Qing's attitude, Mrs. Ji was satisfied.

Wen Qing got up: "Madam, then I'll go back to the room first, I'll be there on time on Friday afternoon." ”

"Good, good!" Old Madam Ji was so happy that she only nodded. Wen Qing is rare and docile, and Mrs. Ji is very useful.

In the blink of an eye, on Friday, after Wen Qing and Mrs. Ji had lunch together, they listened to Mrs. Ji explain the general situation of Wen Ximing's classmates and teachers.

Wen Qing took the candy box prepared for Wen Ximing by Mrs. Ji and drove the hovercar to the junior department of the First Military Academy of the Federation.

After parking the car in the parking lot, Wen Qing walked in the direction of the teaching building.

Seeing that many parents came one after another on the road, Wen Qing estimated that there should be several classes that chose to hold a parent-teacher meeting today.

All the way to the school building, most of them are female mothers, occasionally with a couple, or the child's grandparents, and it is quite rare for a single male father to come.

Many parents know each other and travel together. Even the parents of the grandparents have company, and there are very few people like Wen Qing who walk alone.

Because of the peculiarity and the unfamiliar face, it will inevitably become a topic of conversation in everyone's mouth.

"This is the parent of that classmate, you know?"

"I don't know, I don't think I've seen it."

"It doesn't look easy to get along with, I hope it's not the parents of my daughter's class."

"Don't be too arbitrary, maybe your face will be cold and your heart will be hot."

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Wen Qing's ear power is excellent, and he can hear all of them clearly and clearly. These people didn't say too much, and Wen Qing was not annoyed, but felt speechless and choked.

Ignoring the gossiping women behind him, Wen Qing went straight to his destination, the first class of the third order of the junior level.

Wen Qing set off at two o'clock, thinking that he had arrived early in half an hour, but he didn't expect that when he arrived at the door of the classroom, he looked inside, and most of the parents had already come.

"Hello, ma'am! Who are you the parent of? ”

Hearing someone speak, Wen Qing followed the voice and looked down, a man and a woman were looking at her suspiciously. It was the girl who was questioned.

Seeing that the two little pot friends had a ribbon hanging on their bodies, I thought that it should be the students arranged by the teacher to welcome their parents. Wen Qing smiled slightly and replied, "I am Wen Ximing's mother." ”

When the little boy heard this, his eyes widened in surprise, and then he shouted into the classroom: "Ji Ximing, your mother is here!" ”

The little boy's actions made Wen Qing's mind full of question marks.

What are the rules? Passing the food?

Wen Qing was puzzled, and heard his son's surprised voice.

"Hort, where's my mother?"

"Ahh Mommy! As soon as Wen Ximing saw the person standing at the door, his eyes lit up, and he rushed to Wen Qing with cheers.

Wen Qing caught it steadily, and gently gave his son a burst: "Is there any rule!" ”

said that his son was not, but there was a smile in his eyes, and there was no trace of blame.

"Mommy, I'm so happy~" Wen Ximing was a little embarrassed, so he simply buried himself in Wen Qing's arms.

Wen Qing pulled Wen Ximing away funny, looked at the classmates in the classroom and at the door of the classroom, and motioned for his son to pay attention to the image.

"Don't you introduce your classmates to your mother?"

Wen Ximing reacted at this time, and hurriedly pulled Wen Qing into the classroom, and pointed to the door first, a man and a woman, and said, "This is Venina, the entertainment committee member of our class, and this is my tablemate Hott." ”

said with a proud face: "This is my mother, Ms. Wen Qing!" Hey, hey, hey~"

Wen Qing helplessly pinched her son's little face, and handed the candy to the two little pot friends: "Hello! ”

"Ximing's mother, hello!" The two little pot friends replied in unison. took the candy handed over by Wen Qing. Thanks again.

Saying goodbye to the two lovely classmates for the time being, Wen Ximing led Wen Qing to the teacher.

Wen Ximing squeezed away the parents surrounding the teacher all the way, pulled Wen Qing and rushed in: "Uncles and aunts, please let go, teacher!" My mom is here! ”

With Wen Ximing's shout, the parents gave up their positions and looked at Wen Qing curiously.

Strange faces, I've never seen them.

However, when Wen Qing came to the middle, Mrs. Weiss and the parents of several children were dumbfounded.

Isn't this Wen Ximing's mother who appeared once two years ago? The sturdy woman who robbed them with her children during the competition!

Even after ten years, they can't forget what this woman looked like.

Without Mrs. Weiss's voices, the classroom fell silent for a moment. The noisy children also stopped and looked at the group of parents in the middle of the classroom in confusion.

Wen Ximing's homeroom teacher has changed twice, and this third teacher has never seen Wen Qing, so naturally he doesn't know Wen Qing.

"Who is this?" Juliet smiled embarrassedly at the strange parent in front of her.

Wen Ximing hurriedly responded: "Teacher, this is my mother." The tone was quite proud.

As Wen Ximing's words fell, Juliet inexplicably felt that the classroom was quieter, although the atmosphere was a little weird, Juliet still greeted Wen Qing with a smile.

"Ximing's mother, hello! I am Ji Ximing's homeroom teacher, Juliet. ”

Wen Qing also smiled and bowed: "Hello, my name is Wen Qing." ”

"Uh, hello!" Juliet felt inexplicably uncomfortable. I don't know how to talk anymore. The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Wen Qing noticed the familiar faces at a glance, nodded at the teacher with a smile, and walked towards Mrs. Weiss and the others.

"Long time no see, ladies." Wen Qing smiled slightly and said hello first.

The ladies collectively froze for a moment, and then greeted Wen Qing in unison.

"Ximing's mother, long time no see!" Mrs. Weiss smiled and bowed slightly at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing nodded, it was a response, so as not to be too rude. However, she had nothing to say to these ladies, in order to avoid embarrassment, Wen Qing greeted her and led Wen Ximing away.

All the ladies breathed a sigh of relief, and then it became lively again. The melon-eating crowd who didn't know the truth surrounded Mrs. Weiss and began to chat about Wen Qing's gossip.

Even Juliet couldn't help but be curious and gathered around. She wanted to know what kind of person this Wen Qing was, which actually made Mrs. Weiss change their faces together.

Regarding the gossip of these parents, Wen Qing could only smile helplessly. On this elder's face, she can't sew all the mouths together. Anyway, it's just something inconsequential, and Wen Qing doesn't care.

"Son, I'll find a different seat for your mother." Wen Qing looked at Wen Ximing and smiled.

Wen Ximing nodded excitedly and pulled Wen Qing to the front of the classroom.

The classroom is a lecture hall, the teaching equipment used for classes on weekdays has been put away, the walls are plastered with students' manual work, and the ceiling is covered with all kinds of colorful latte art. On the table are small snacks prepared by teachers and students.

Wen Ximing led Wen Qing to the first row of the table.

"Mommy, shall we sit in the first batch?" Wen Ximing looked at Wen Qing expectantly.

Wen Qing naturally had no objection, and sat down in the position pointed by Wen Ximing.

"Just sit here, you go play with your classmates, there are still ten minutes until three o'clock." Wen Qing said.

Wen Ximing shook his head, sat down next to Wen Qing, and said with a smile: "Don't play, I'll accompany Mommy." "Mommy came to the school for his first parent-teacher conference, and he didn't want to leave.

Wen Qing nodded amusedly. Chatting with my son and waiting for the parent-teacher conference to start. (To be continued.) )