Chapter 11 Parent-Teacher Conference
"Parent-teacher conferences?"
"Uh-huh, tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening." Aze nodded vigorously.
The statement could see the happiness on his head rise and fall, and he seemed to be expecting himself to say yes.
"Got it." The statement nodded.
"Really?"
"Hmm."
The little boy didn't know how to care if he could go to the parent-teacher conference because of his stated injury, so he didn't pretend to shush and ask for warmth, and ran upstairs happily. Because he was too naughty, he kicked the wall.
The statement shook his head slightly, and returned to the house with the food box.
The food box has four layers, one layer of rice, one layer of meat dishes, one layer of vegetarian dishes, and one layer of soup. After eating alone, I felt a lot more comfortable in my stomach.
He walked over to the windowsill and stood against the wall, observing the situation outside through the gap in the curtains.
The bandits were also wounded, and they probably won't be here for the next two days.
The next thing you have to do is determine whether he is the third or the fourth......
Thinking about it, he opened Lin Xiaotong's picture.
The little girl was also eating, sitting on a chair and taking a small bite of rice, very well-behaved.
Unlike before, she looked like a delicate doll when she got home. But the happiness value is not high, only 31.
The statement also saw a toy of a super-powered crystal on the dining table...... He now knew that this was Superman.
Looking at the environment, Lin Xiaotong's family is indeed wealthy, and it can be seen from the temperament of her parents.
"Mida, you should go to the company tomorrow, right?"
"Let's go the day after tomorrow, and wait for tomorrow the security company will install all the security systems."
"It's fine."
Speaking of this, Lin Yuda's phone rang.
"Hey, hello hello...... I know. ”
Lin Yuda hung up the phone, walked to the window, stretched out his hand and tried it, as if to see if the window was closed.
"What's wrong?"
"The kidnapper who escaped hasn't been caught yet, so we still have to be careful these days."
"Huh? So what to do? ”
"What's the panic?" Lin Yuda sat down, put his mobile phone on the table casually, and behaved calmly like a successful businessman, "Under normal circumstances, the kidnappers will not come back to retaliate, just in case, sit down and eat." ”
……
The statement frowned, waiting to hear him say the name of the kidnapper. But Lin Yuda no longer mentioned the kidnappers, but only comforted his daughter.
The content of the conversation is nothing more than a plan to hire a psychiatrist for Lin Xiaotong or something.
Stating that he would pay attention to this matter, he wanted to increase Lin Xiaotong's happiness value, which might provide an opportunity for contact......
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The injuries from the dagger would not heal quickly, but after another night's rest, he said that he would at least recover mentally and physically when he woke up the next afternoon.
He changed his clothes and went downstairs, walked around his pickup truck, and found nothing unusual. So I went to the vegetable market again.
Entering the vegetable market, on the right hand side is the stall of the pork grandson.
Lao Sun was very happy to see the statement.
"Xiao Shu! How did you get over today? I thought the old clock was gone, and I would never see you again. ”
"Uncle Sun, is business okay?"
The statement said hello and turned his head to look, the original uncle's stall had been replaced by a middle-aged couple selling.
He wouldn't inherit his uncle's inheritance anyway, so that's how he looked at it.
"It's all the same." Lao Shu chopped off a few knives, chopped a rib into pieces, skillfully wrapped it in a bag and handed it to the statement, "Take it back." ”
"Uncle Sun is polite, I don't know how to cook." The statement shook his head and smiled, "Just come and see." ”
"You." Lao Sun nodded and lit a cigarette, "I know, you are reluctant to Lao Zhong, that guy is good, I really have nothing to say, I can't count how many years, I will put this vegetable ...... with him."
After saying a paragraph, he smoked most of the cigarette in his hand.
The statement was silent for a moment, and then took out a pen and paper.
"When my uncle was sick, everyone in the market pooled money, and I didn't say how much I had paid at that time. Uncle Sun can do me a favor and remember it, I'll arrange for it to be returned slowly. ”
"That's what you said." Lao Sun flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, "The family didn't have much, it was for Lao Zhong to see a doctor and sent directly to the hospital." Do you want to pay it back? Go and go. ”
"Uncle Sun......"
"The boy who doesn't have a hairy head is like this." Lao Sun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, stepped on it, took the ribs on the case and threw it into the frame, and said with a grin: "Besides, I look down on me as a college student and want to draw a line with me, right?" ”
This drink was a little fierce as if he was drunk.
The middle-aged couple selling vegetables opposite shrank their necks and were startled.
The statement was not frightened, he knew Lao Sun's temper, so he had to smile bitterly and shake his head.
When Lao Sun saw him laughing, he also grinned, and said, "That's what I do." Anyway, don't talk nonsense, you have to have extra money to save for a daughter-in-law. And you shouldn't sell that house, tell the agent, you won't sell. ”
The statement smiled with relief: "The formalities are all done." ”
Saying that, someone came over there, it was Liu Peimin, who was in charge of the vegetable market.
"Kill the pig grandson, you have to pay for the color steel plate."
"Compensate your uncle, did Lao Tzu break it?"
"It's not who you can be...... Hey, Xiaoshu, come and buy groceries? ”
Lao Sun divided a cigarette and said with a grin: "Don't ask me to pay for it, I didn't break it, and I don't have much money." Well, I'll treat you to a skewer at night. ”
Liu Peimin thought about it and agreed: "Okay." ”
Lao Sun asked again: "By the way, Lao Liu, didn't you say it again last year?" said that there was a girl who wanted to give Xiao Shu, just wait for him to come back this year, and now the person is back......"
"Don't mention it, don't mention it, how long has the old clock been gone, it's not suitable to mention it."
"Why is it not appropriate to mention it?"
Liu Peimin refused again: "It's too young, you see that Xiaoshu has only graduated for two years." ”
Only then did Lao Sun understand what he meant, and was about to get angry, when he turned his head and looked at it, stating that he didn't know when he had left.
……
The statement was just to see the scene the night before yesterday, and seeing that he didn't cause trouble to Lao Sun, he left directly to avoid embarrassment.
He looked around the neighborhood again, but found nothing out of the ordinary.
Sure that the kidnappers didn't come today, he got into a pickup truck and set off for Qiangshan Elementary School.
Sister Li has to work overtime again today, and the day before yesterday she stated that although she didn't pick up Aze from school, she still called and told Sister Li in advance, so she was not completely disappointed in Assu.
Of course, it is also possible that she didn't even know there was a parent-teacher conference.
Stating that he was too lazy to care about this, he took Aze to have dinner near the school and returned to school.
Before he sat down, a middle-aged man next to him turned his head to look at the statement twice, and said with a smile: "Brother, so young, this kid paid you to come, right?" ”
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that things are really like this, but the money is not spent by Aze.
After a while, the report card was sent down, and Aze's grades were indeed embarrassing enough, and the statement represented Sister Li Yuting who accepted the profound criticism of the homeroom teacher.
I thought this was the end, but I didn't expect a man to suddenly rush out, and without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed the collar of the statement.
"You're the parent of this little ghost, aren't you?"
The statement dodged, pulling the injury on the back and frowning.
"You are?"
"I am Pang Xiaojing's parent, why did your child pull my Xiaojing's braids?"
The statement is speechless.
- Huh? Aze, this little boy, is really annoying.
It is obviously Aze who is at fault in this matter, the question is how to deal with it? I'm not in the business of educating children.
The statement looked at Pang Xiaojing's father in front of him, and pondered in his mind......