It's just that I can only talk about one situation for one child, and I can only say that everyone will have a different performance in different environments.

The teacher shook his hand and weighed over his words.

"That's right, Xiaoyu's mother, we also understand your feelings, the child may be in a relatively familiar state when he is at home, so the state shown will be more natural. Or Xiaoyu's mother, you and Xiaoyu's father are not very busy, and things at work may often make you busy. ”

Lin Xiamo glanced at the teacher and knew a little in his heart, what the teacher was going to say next, Lin Xiamo didn't speak.

The teacher then said: "Because there are fewer children in the class, our teacher is trying to do the best possible understanding of every parent, and at the same time, we also learned that almost every night after school, Xiaoyu is the last to pick him up, or the driver, or the nanny can rarely see his parents to pick him up." ”

There was a pause in the teacher's voice.

"When Xiao Yu was in the last class, he was actually quite cheerful and lively, but once Xiao Yu had a fight with other classmates, and the reason for the result was because the little boy said that Xiao Yu was a wild child, and his parents never came to pick him up, and they never came to the parent-teacher conference. The matter was handled very simply, and there were no casualties in the children's fights. ”

The teacher seemed to hesitate at this point.

"Well, the biggest difference may be that the parents of another little boy came to the scene, trying to reduce the little boy's losses as much as possible, and Xiao Yu came here as a bodyguard, I remember very clearly, very handsome, black, and then tried to stop all the responsibility on his side, and finally lost a lot of money, and this matter is over. But since then, I basically haven't seen Xiao Yu speak again. ”

The teacher then didn't go on, but Lin Xiamo had completely understood that the teacher was just saying that the little guy would develop this kind of character now, but it was because of the lack of love that the family had for her.

Every family has a part of the family that is difficult to talk about, just like between Lin Xiamo and Mu Beichen. But for the little guy Lin Xiamo's heart was guilty after all, so Lin Xiamo nodded his head.

"I know, thank you, teacher, I will trouble you to take care of this child more in the future, and I will try to find time to accompany him often in the future."

The teacher was also worried that his words would make Lin Xiamo feel very unhappy after saying them, or that the teacher was also relieved to see Lin Xiamo so reasonable now.

"It's okay, it's okay, we, as teachers, also hope to give children the best environment so that they can grow up healthy and strong."

Lin Xiamo politely said goodbye to the teacher.

After Lin Xiamo returned to the car, the atmosphere in the car was still the same, because Mu Beichen himself was not a person who liked to talk, and the little guy was beyond Lin Xiamo's cognition, and he didn't seem to be very talkative.

Lin Xiamo frowned, sat down beside the little guy, and smiled.

"Is Xiaoyu still happy in school today?"

The little guy actually wanted to shake his head, there was nothing fun in the school at all, and those classmates talked about nothing more than their parents every day, and what they did for them today, and they were like this when they had lunch, and took out their beloved lunches. By the way, I would like to say a few more words to the little one, your bento is really beautiful. But in fact, the little guy's bento is made by the maid, and there is no novelty at all.

But Lin Xiamo asked himself like this, and the little guy knew that if he shook his head, Lin Xiamo would definitely feel very guilty and sad in his heart, so the little guy nodded his head with a smile.

"I'm very happy, there are a lot of fun classmates in the school, there are a lot of fun toys, and they all praise me for the beautiful bento at lunch."

Lin Xiamo nodded and smiled, but did not say another word.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, Mu Beichen finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of his study, only to see that the light was still on in the kitchen, and Mu Beichen frowned.

Sure enough, at a glance, I saw Lin Xiamo in the kitchen: "I don't know what I'm messing with."

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Didn't eat enough at night? ”

When they came back together in the afternoon, Mu Beichen, if I remember correctly, Lin Xiamo didn't eat too little.

Lin Xiamo was doing something in the kitchen, and suddenly heard a voice coming from behind, Lin Xiamo was a little scared when she was sneaking around here by herself, and now she heard Mu Beichen's voice again, Lin Xiamo was startled.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Scared me. ”

Mu Beichen pulled the corners of his mouth and put his cup on the table.

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, say, what have you done, so sneaky here."

Lin Xiamo hesitated for a moment, and brought the rice ball in his hand that had long been out of shape to Mu Beichen.

"I want to cook rice balls, I heard the little guy say today, he has to eat lunch at noon every day in school, well, they bring their own lunches, and the other children are made by their parents, I also want the little guy to have his own rice balls, so I want to try to make them for him."

Mu Beichen is a very smart person, how could he not hear the overtones in Lin Xiamo's words? It's just that Mu Beichen pulled the corners of his mouth and glanced at the rice ball in Lin Xiamo's hand.

"So, you made this ghost picture, who are you really going to take it out for? Isn't it poisonous? ”

Lin Xiamo clenched her hand and tried not to be angry.

"It's not poisonous, although it's true that what I'm doing isn't very good-looking, and it's not formed, but I'm working hard, okay? If you don't want to help, don't stand here and say anything cool, just go back to your study. ”

Lin Xiamo was about to start cooking again as he spoke, but Tuan Mu Beichen pulled the corners of his mouth, directly took the rice balls explained by Lin Xiamo and began to make them himself.

What should Mu Beichen, who is cooking rice balls, reciting the teachings of the words Lin Xiamo do? Lin Xiamo stood aside and the light hit Mu Beichen's face warmly, Lin Xiamo felt that Mu Beichen seemed to be more handsome than before.

"Do you understand? What are you stunned here? ”

Lin Xiamo suddenly came back to his senses from his dream, smiled and nodded his head.

"I understand, I think what you said is quite vivid."

Mu Beichen frowned, looking at Lin Xiamo's eyes, it was clear that he was saying whether there was something wrong with this person, but Lin Xiamo didn't mean to be angry at all.