Zhou Lan felt that a nickname was very annoying, and it was normal for children to quarrel and have no friends.

No matter how serious it is, if you fight, you still have to break off, which is already a serious result.

After a few days, after the gas is gone, it is time to play with mud together, and it is time to touch fish and catch shrimp together, and it will still be the same.

Children's anger is like this, it comes and goes quickly, and most of the ideas will always be playful.

Resentment is like a strong wind and rain, it will not last long, it will come violently, leave traces when it goes, and as time passes, the traces it leaves will always be covered by other things.

Zhou Lan's confusion and thoughts did not last long, because Zhou Zhou took the initiative to break the deadlock, and Liu Hongyu's entanglement was easily solved.

"Let's go over the origin of the nickname. Mr. Liu can now say what you know. Lin Fengya didn't want to dwell on this issue, so she decided to turn the page decisively.

Liu Hongyu almost cried with joy.

Finally passed the first level, boom.

Zhou Zhou was also relieved. If you knew that you would cause so many troubles, you would be curious about him, scold him, beat him to death, and you wouldn't have made that friend.

The saddest thing is that I haven't made friends yet, I was hated and not said, and I was beaten three times, who has their own pain and bad luck?

Lin Fengya felt very guilty when she saw Liu Hongyu's appearance, if it weren't for her whim, Teacher Liu would definitely not have been so thrilling these days!

The most terrifying thing is that this situation is afraid to ...... And it's going to continue!

Liu Hongyu didn't have time to think about her tragic fate in the future, but began to tell it.

Hearing Liu Hongyu say that her son was about to beat someone when he heard the nickname of the little pervert, Zhou Lan had such an expression.

A person with such a good face as his son is called this kind of nickname, and it is strange if he doesn't turn his face.

Hearing that Tang Fate would knock down his son with one move, Zhou Lan opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

She knows that her son has a scumbag of grades, but he is still quite good at fighting, and his prestige is very high in that area of his home.

These were all punches and kicks from him.

The son, who is already excellent in this regard, was actually killed in seconds by this seemingly harmless and delicate child?

Tang Fate was very embarrassed by Zhou Lan, so he had to smile awkwardly.

Lin Fengya didn't find it strange, she had been in contact with Lin Wanqing in the past few days, and the content of the chat between the two was of course the fate of the little broken child.

Knowing that Lin Fengya has treated her son as her own grandson, Lin Wanqing naturally knows everything about Lin Fengya.

Experienced in a hundred battles, this is the conclusion that Lin Fengya came to after learning about Tang's fate.

Today, Lin Fengya finally has a more intuitive understanding of how powerful Tang's fate is.

Zhou Zhou she also knows, or those naughty, she has a general impression here.

is not the most top-notch, but it is not obscure, it belongs to the middle and upper, this is Zhou Zhou's impression on Lin Fengya's side.

Liu Hongyu just glanced at Tang's fate in a complicated way, and then continued to tell.

When Zhou Lan heard that her son was actually being bullied by others, and it was a double blow both physically and mentally, her face instantly became ugly.

Lin Fengya sighed in her heart.

I didn't expect my granddaughter to get involved!

When she heard that Zhou Zhou was insane, Zhou Lan's face became extremely pale.

Lin Fengya's forehead also began to sweat, although she was prepared, but the development of things still exceeded her expectations.

"Director Lin! I think we should talk about it in a different place. Zhou Lan didn't want to listen to it anymore.

It's just a noisy quarrel between children, even if other children are at fault first, as long as the matter is not serious, she can be calm and reasonable, as long as she can talk about it, she can ignore it.

The child is naughty, he doesn't listen to what he says, he doesn't feel aggrieved every time he gets hurt, and he never gets tired of it.

How else? Because of this kind of thing, I and my husband have personally educated them, and it is really not a small time to spank.

But it didn't work much!

She also asked some elderly people how to take care of their children, and the results she could get made her helpless.

"If people can listen to people's advice, there will be no disputes, and life will not be interesting." This is the answer she got from the mouths of old people who have seen the various states of life.

At first, she really scoffed at this kind of words, but as time passed, watching her naughty but energetic son grow up, and then recalling these words, she couldn't admit that this seemed simple and like a fart, but it could cut to the heart of a creature like "human".

Zhou Zhou, who is noisy every day and doesn't worry about himself, is his own child, he is different from others, different from everyone, it is precisely because of these differences that she can look at her, or even mutter, to find out whether her children are in trouble today, and what they have done roughly.

For those who are obedient, have good grades, and are other people's children, she will still be somewhat envious.

Those children are like the beautiful flowers in the flower bed, which are neatly trimmed, and the look makes people's hearts feel happy.

My own children are probably those in the flower bed who refuse to follow everyone, but have to look crooked, feel strange at a glance, and then look at it and feel different, full of different vitality of the "crooked flowers".

"Qihua" is beautiful, but it lacks vitality and is more mechanized.

"Crooked flowers" are ugly, but they are more peculiar and more vibrant.

Both have their own advantages and disadvantages, and whether they are good or bad depends on each person's opinion.

The current Zhou Lan doesn't have any big requirements for Zhou Zhou, as long as he has a correct outlook, doesn't take the wrong path in the future, and can grow up peacefully.

When the time comes, if he wants to go out, he will inherit the family's shop, and he will follow him.

But there is a premise for this, that is, he can grow up peacefully.

Today, the teacher actually told her that her son was almost crazy, how could this not make her frightened and angry?

suffers from some flesh and skin, as long as the child does not feel wronged, she can endure the distress no matter too much.

But this time the incident is completely beyond the bottom line of her heart, and she absolutely cannot forgive!

Lin Fengya heard the firmness in Zhou Lan's tone, and said with a sigh: "As you wish." ”

"Director Lin, I'm sorry, there are some things that those of us as parents must not compromise, and you should know better than me what compromise means."

"Hmm." Lin Feng Yaqiang smiled and nodded.

Tang Destiny lowered his head in frustration and squeezed his hands tightly.

He still disappointed his mother and Grandma Lin.

This is probably the first time that Tang Destiny has had the emotion of "regret" since he was sensible.

Zhou Zhou looked blankly at his mother, whose eyes were red, her face was pale, and she was still a little frightened.

He didn't know what was going on. Why did my mother become like this, just looking at such a mother, there was an extremely strange pain in my heart.

"Mom, can you tell me what's going on?" He really didn't know, it was inexplicable to come here, and it was inexplicable for his mother to suddenly become like this, and he had no idea why it became like this.

The son who was at a loss, with panic and concern, was the first time Zhou Lan had seen her.

Zhou Lan raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, with my mother here, no one can hurt you, no one." ”

Zhou Lan's firm words without any negotiation tone made Zhou Zhou's eyes red in an instant. Seeing his mother's moist eyes and the tears that were about to fall, his eyes were even more sore, and the tears fell uncontrollably.

For the first time, he felt a strange emotion very intuitively. It was so clear, as if he could touch it with his hand, he didn't know what this emotion was called, he didn't know where it came from, he just wanted to cry, he wanted to hug his mother, he wanted her not to be afraid, not to worry.

Tang Zhiyuan suddenly smiled happily, stretched out his hand and nudged, it was probably the first time he had encountered this kind of thing, and Zhou Zhou, who was completely inexperienced, was on his back.

The child is not tall, only 1.36 meters, which is a bit short for Zhou Lan, who is 1.64 meters tall and wears black heightened leather shoes.

Zhou Lan hugged the child with her head down, her hands tightly hugging her waist, like going back to many years ago, holding the child who didn't know what shyness was, only knew that she instinctively hugged herself, always stared at a pair of big eyes, and refused to let go.

Since when? The child who always had to hold her own before she left, unconsciously refused to let her hold her hand.

I used to feel that the child was pestering, and even a little disgusted with myself, but when he grew up quietly and refused to pester himself, why couldn't he help but think of the milky voice and said that he liked his mother's child the most.

It turns out that he hasn't let go of his hand all along! It's just in a different way, when he is sad and sad, he will still hug himself tightly as he did at that time.

Mother's love is something intangible. I don't usually feel it, but it fills the world, and it follows you wherever you go, until you die.

When this invisible thing is stimulated by the outside world and concrete, it is always so overwhelming.

Zhou Zhou, who didn't understand anything, was crying very sadly at the moment, he didn't know why, hugging his mother, remembering that his mother was scared and helpless just now, he just wanted to cry, and he couldn't control it.