"yes, I haven't met Zanzan's parents either."

A few children are chattering, several of them were promoted from the strawberry class to the orange class two years ago, and then to the current mango class, and they have always been in the same class as Zhang Zhibai, and they have a good time.

Zhang Zhibai's head hung slightly, and his bun face was visibly depressed.

"By the way, Zanzan, what does your mother do, why hasn't she come?"

Zhang Zhibai opened a pair of round eyes, and his voice was still milky, "My mother is an actress, she has to fly every day, she has to act, she is very busy. But my mom loved me so much. ”

The little guy seemed to fall into a memory, and said with a fat little short hand: "As long as my mother comes home, she will give me gifts, and my mother is very hard, and she has to earn money to support her family, so she can go to kindergarten in Zanzan." As long as my mother comes home, she will sleep with me at night and tell me good stories, my mother is very beautiful and beautiful, and fragrant, I like my mother to hug me and kiss me......"

"Wow, Zanzan, your mom is so nice to you. My grandmother said that mothers who kiss and hug their children are good mothers. ”

"Yes, my mom likes to kiss me too, and she likes to pinch me. Although I don't like to be pinched, my mother pinched me because I loved me, so I let her pinch it, and my mother said that if she was in a bad mood, as long as she pinched my face, the mood would be better. ”

"By the way, Zanzan, what about your father?"

"Isn't he also very busy with work and has to earn money to support his family?"

Father?

Speaking of the word father, Zhang Zhibai's mind floated the figure of the man, as well as the expression of disgust and impatience that was always cold and impatient when he looked at him.

Zhang Zhibai's fat little short hand clenched unconsciously, his bun face tightened, he turned his face slightly, his eyelashes drooped, and he didn't seem to dare to look at his friends.

He raised his voice slightly, and said firmly: "I don't like him, so I don't want to call him Dad." It's enough to have a mother, so you don't need a father. ”

He doesn't want to like someone who hates him, and he doesn't want to call a person who hates him a father.

Although the man didn't say he hated him outright.

But Zanzan, who is five years old and not a little fool, can feel that the man hates him.

At first, Zanzan, who thought he had done something wrong, tried to get close, until he was pushed away again and again, and he realized that there was no reason for some adults to hate them.

Zanzan, a young boy with a lot of self-esteem.

Since that person hates him so much, then he shouldn't like him either.

However, having said that, Zanzan's heart at this time was a little sour and a little uncomfortable.

He pursed his lips tightly to keep his throat from choking.

Zhang Zhibai's little hand quickly wiped the corners of his eyes when he spoke, as if to hide a touch of red in his eyes.

He moved fast, as if he didn't want to be seen.

"Why? Zanzan, why do you hate him? ”

"Did your dad beat you?"

The friends chattered around Zhang Zhibai to ask the reason, and their expressions were very concerned, but Zhang Zhibai was stiff and didn't say anything in the end.

A few friends don't think that good friends like likes to lie.

So they unanimously felt that Zanzan's father was a bad father, so Zanzan's hated him.

As a result, Zanzan's father, who has not yet appeared, that is, Zhang Yuanxiao, left a bad impression among the children of Xingxing Bilingual Kindergarten in advance.