Early the next morning, Song Qingge was woken up by the voice of his daughter's urging.

"Mom, it's almost late, hurry up!"

I don't know when I got up and dressed, and even hugged her clothes.

Remembering what Zhan Qi said yesterday, Song Qingge sat up, rubbed his temples and said, "Got it, I won't go to kindergarten today, okay?" ”

Knowing that, he looked at her in confusion and asked, "Why?" ”

Naturally, she couldn't tell the child, she was afraid that once she left her side, Zhan Qi would immediately attack her, so she wanted her not to go to school today.

After thinking about it, Song Qingge rubbed her head and said, "It's nothing, mom just wants to give you a vacation, I won't go today, okay to play at home?" ”

"No." The little girl pouted, looking unhappy, "Today the kindergarten taught us to make cookies, I want to learn, Mom, you send me to the kindergarten, I'm going to be late for a while." ”

Song Qingge is always busy with part-time work, so the children are basically sent to the kindergarten, knowing that she has a good personality, the teachers and children like her very much.

Seeing that she was so positive, Song Qingge asked her with some embarrassment, "Do you want to go to kindergarten so much?" ”

"Hmm!" The little girl nodded heavily, "There are a lot of children in the kindergarten, and I want to play with them." ”

The child's attitude was resolute, and Song Qingge did not want to disappoint her, although she was very uneasy, she finally compromised with her daughter. After breakfast, I took her to kindergarten.

The teacher was already waiting at the kindergarten gate early, and before handing over the knowledge to the teacher, she squatted down again and again and told her repeatedly: "Know, remember my mother's words, if someone you don't know comes to pick you up after school in the afternoon, don't go with him, you must wait for your mother to pick you up, you know?" ”

The little girl nodded heavily, "Got it!" ”

She smiled with satisfaction, "Go ahead, listen to the teacher." ”

Seeing the child enter the classroom, Song Qingge hurried to work.

Because of Zhan Qi's words, Song Qingge was absent-minded all day. Fortunately, the mall will always be deserted on weekdays, and if she can get off work on time, she can still pick up the children immediately.

Finally it was time to change shifts, and after Song Qingge greeted the store manager, he immediately rushed out of the mall and hurried to take the bus.

On the way, Song Qingge kept checking the time, if the bus could arrive on time, she would be able to pick up the child before the kindergarten ended, so that she didn't have to worry about Zhan Qi anymore.

Although there were some traffic jams on the road, fortunately, Song Qingge still arrived at the kindergarten in time for the child to get out of school.

The head teacher in charge of knowing the class happened to be at the door to send the children out of school, Song Qingge immediately ran up and asked breathlessly, "Teacher Zhao, where is Song Chan?" I'll pick her up. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Song Chan's mother." The young teacher smiled, "You're late, the child has already been picked up by her father." ”

Song Qingge was stunned for a moment, her face instantly turned pale, her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth for a long time before saying, "You...... What did you say? Daddy of the child? ”

Probably because he was so stunned that even his voice became a little distorted.

"Yes, that gentleman said that he was Song Chan's father and came to pick up the child." The teacher was a little puzzled and said, "Didn't you communicate with each other before picking up the child?" ”

The teacher only thought that the child's parents did not inform each other in advance, so such a thing happened, after all, this kind of thing is also very common in kindergarten, so the teacher did not take it to heart.

Song Qingge's legs were weak, and he almost sat down on the ground, closed his eyes in despair, and said in a vague tone: "My daughter doesn't have a father at all. ”