The little guy snuggled into her arms lovingly and put his little arms around her waist, "I'm worried about my mother and don't want to go to school."
He raised his face and looked at Ye Xingbei: "Mom, don't be angry. Xiaoshu can still be the first in the exam even if he doesn't go to school! From now on he will always be the first in the exam. If he can't be the first in the exam, mommy will spank him!"
His eyes were clean and clear, full of anxiety and attachment.
Ye Xingbei was so soft-hearted that he rubbed his head and said with a smile: "Mom, don't be angry! Xiaoshu is only five years old. It's too early to enter the third grade. They are all unreliable uncles. They sent Xiaoshu to school."
We have finished primary school, otherwise our little tree should be in kindergarten now. It doesn’t matter if we don’t get first place in the exam. If we can’t keep up with our studies, we will resume classes next year. Little tree is still young and we have plenty of time.”
"No, Xiaoshu likes to study in the third grade!" The little guy shook his little head and hugged Ye Xingbei tightly. "Xiaoshu not only wants to study in the third grade, but also skips a grade in the future! Xiaoshu wants to graduate from college very early.
Go find a job, earn a lot of money, and make your mother happy."
"Gui Lingjing, who taught you this?" Ye Xingbei was amused by him and scratched his little nose: "Going to school is also a kind of enjoyment. Mom doesn't need Xiaoshu to make money. Mom wants Xiaoshu to be like other people's homes.
Just like our children, step by step, we will grow up steadily, safely, and happily."
The little guy put his little face into Ye Xingbei's arms and rubbed it gently: "As long as mommy stays with the little tree, the little tree will be very happy, very happy!"
Ye Xingbei hugged his son tightly, lowered his head and kissed the top of his head.
Although her son didn't say anything, Ye Xingbei could tell that her son was frightened last night.
At that time, she was pushed to her knees by Xie Jinfei. She didn't see when the little guy came in.
Did you see Xiang Bingzi holding a dagger and slashing at her viciously?
If the little guy sees it, I don’t know if it will leave a psychological shadow on him.
They say Xiaoshu is smart, but no matter how smart he is, he is only a five-year-old child.
The hearts of children are always particularly fragile.
Ye Xingbei didn't dare to ask, fearing that if the child didn't see it, she would make the child even more scared when she asked.
She could only secretly make up her mind to spend more time with her son, coax him, and forget about what happened last night as soon as possible.
The door was gently pushed open, and the little guy twisted his little body to look over. His big misty eyes suddenly lit up, and his originally wilting voice suddenly became crisp and crisp: "Dad!"
Gu Junzhu walked in with a smile, rubbed the little guy's head first, and then looked at Ye Xingbei: "Are you awake?"
"Yes." Ye Xingbei nodded sheepishly and turned his face to the side, trying not to let Gu Junzhu see him.
Although she had just woken up and hadn't had time to look in the mirror yet, she had already imagined that the bruises on her face would definitely not fade away after just one night.
Now that it's dawn, I can see everything very carefully.
She must be very ugly right now!
Gu Junzhu smiled at her embarrassed look, rubbed the little guy's head, "Get up and wash up when you wake up, and go downstairs with our son to eat."
Ye Xingbei was surprised and looked at his son: "Xiaoshu, you haven't had breakfast yet?"
When she woke up, she saw her son, neatly dressed, sitting next to her reading a book. She thought the little guy had eaten enough.
Chapter completed!