Chi Jisong patted the ashes off his body with his little hands, and found that this was useless afterwards, so he looked up at Mencius and said seriously: "I can, tell you." ”

"Oh," Mencius asked her with great interest, amused by her words, "how do you say that?" ”

"You wait."

Chi Jisong ran towards the classroom, and the abrasions on her legs from yesterday began to ache faintly again, and she didn't slow down.

There were many teachers standing on the playground, and Qi Shuanglu, who followed Wen Qi and finally came out of the equipment room, saw the dirt on her body, and asked her with a sand bucket: "Are you ......?"

“…… What's wrong? The girl ran past him, not hearing the rest of his sentence.

Chi Jisong took the drawing paper, ran to Mencius, unfolded the painting to her, she gasped, pointed to the painting, and told Mencius one by one: "It has a white bow here, and it ...... It's lace, like ...... It's like ......"

She searched through the stories she had heard, and finalized, "It's like Alice's clothes." ”

She drew too abstractly, and Mencius really couldn't tell which Alice it was, so she put her hand on Chi Jisong's little head and said earnestly: "In the future...... Let's learn to draw. ”

"Now," she turned around with the little girl's body, the children were still crying, she turned a blind eye, leaned into Chi Jisong's ear and asked, "Tell me, who pushed you." ”

Chi Jisong shook his head and told her: "I fell it myself, and it has nothing to do with them." ”

"Oh? That's a shame. ”

"Why is it a pity?"

"Such a good dress, I can't find anyone to avenge it."

The people who are mixed with Chi Wei are not big-bellied people.

Chi Jisong seemed to vaguely realize this, and took the initiative to take it, "My fault, you clean me up." ”

The word "tidying up" was learned by her from Mother Lin, and she was often "cleaned up", but she was not afraid of this word.

But today, Mencius just didn't want to let go of those children, and smiled with a little chill: "Then what are they laughing at?" ”

"They laughed at me for being lame." Chi Jisong replied to her honestly, and Li Sheng blushed with shame.

"What is a cripple?"

"You're lame."

She looked at the girl's left leg and replied truthfully, not making up any fairy tales to deceive the little girl.

Chi Jisong thought for a while, grabbed the hem of his skirt, and whispered: "Then they are not wrong." ”

"You're quick to forgive."

Mencius stood up and walked towards Li Sheng, Li Sheng looked at Mencius with tears on her face, she didn't comfort the girl gently, she bent down and grabbed a handful of sand, and sprinkled it all on Li Sheng, the girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to cry.

After doing it, she patted the mud and sand off her hands, returned to Chi Jisong and stood beside her, the bodyguard over there had already let go of her hand, and the frightened children rushed to the teacher, and Li Sheng, who was still sobbing in place, was also taken away by the teacher.

"Why did you get sand on her?"

"yes, why?"

Meng Ziyan didn't answer her, and the answer to this question was only figured out by Chi Jisong after he became an adult.

"Come with me?"

"Where are you going?"

"Take you to my house to change clothes, this dress should have the same style."

"I still have classes."

Chi Jisong and Wen Qi in front of him looked at each other, the bodyguard saw it, stepped forward and said a few words to Wen Qi, Wen Qi Then, he waved his hand to Mencius, which means that she has agreed to let go, in fact, even if she doesn't agree, she can't help Mencius anything.

Qi Shuanglu was carrying the bucket, a little angry, Chi Jisong shouldn't just follow a woman who didn't know where to come from.

"Chi Ji Song ......"

Wen Qi hurriedly covered the mouth of this little ancestor and smiled apologetically at Mencius's side.

However, Mencius had already left with Chi Jisong.

"Do you have to change your clothes?" Chi Jisong grabbed his seat belt, a little uneasy.

"Of course," Mencius tucked Chi Jisong's painting back into her schoolbag and threw it aside, "It's better not to let Chi Wei know about this incident." ”

"Why?" She could vaguely guess something, but she didn't dare to confirm it.

Why? Mencius thought it was funny, did this little girl really forget Chi Wei's crazy appearance?

"You know it yourself." Even if the other party is just a five-year-old girl, she doesn't have the heart to speak well.

……

Mencius's villa is about the same size as Chi Wei's, but the decoration inside is more warm than Chi Wei's, and when you walk to the door, you can even smell a burst of flowers, and there are a few butterflies flying on the terrace of the living room.

Everything was beautiful, except for a pale-faced man sitting on the sofa with a bandage around his neck and a gloomy face.

Almost at the same time as Mencius pushed the door, the man got up and went upstairs.

Mencius was not angry, and took Chi Jisong to a room on the first floor, where there were many drawings and a lot of clothes.

She walked over, picked through a pile of clothes, and finally found a dress that was the same as Chi Jisong's body, and gave it to Chi Jisong, "The toilet is over there, go change it yourself, remember to clean the wound before changing." ”

Chi Jisong nodded and went to the toilet.

When she came out, Mencius was no longer in the room.