Mingfei smiled: "Renovate well, our country likes polite people." After that, he turned around and left.
Zhong Yu also smiled, but his smile was not enough to reach his eyes, so he turned around and entered the detention center.
Ming Fei's eyes were slightly fascinated and turned around and left. It was getting late, so she had to pick up her son quickly.
However, because it was the rush hour, there was a traffic jam on the road in the past. When Ming Fei arrived at the kindergarten, the children were all picked up.
Ming Fei's heart suddenly rose.
Fortunately, the kindergarten teacher hasn't left yet.
"Mom Mingbo, why are you here?" Teacher Lucy looked surprised.
"Where is my son?"
"Hmm? Didn't his dad pick him up?"
"What?" Mingfei frowned, "His father..."
"Bobao also said that it was his father, so I gave him the child." Lucy's face also changed a little, "Or how about you call me and ask?"
Ming Fei forced herself to calm down, then took out her cell phone, but found that the phone had been silent at some point. There were two missed calls and WeChat messages on it. After reading it, she was relieved: "
Sorry, I didn't hear the phone."
"It's okay, it's okay." Teacher Lucy also breathed a sigh of relief. "To be honest, Bobao looks really like his father." It's just a pity that the man was lame.
"He..." Mingfei wanted to say that it was not his father, but after thinking about it, there was no need to explain so much. When Wen's father's life was, she said that the father was dead.
"My mother, let me say more. In the process of the child's growth, especially for boys, the participation of fathers is very important. I don't know what happened between you, but the child is innocent, even if you follow
The child's father is separated. As long as the child's father still loves the child, I think you should let them get in touch with each other more. You don't know, Bobao was very happy when he looked at his father."
Ming Fei was a little amused and crying, but nodded: "Thank you, teacher, I understand." Then she turned around and returned to the community, but did not go upstairs, but knocked on the door on the first floor.
"Madam." Atai opened the door.
Ming Fei nodded, then walked in and saw a carpet on the floor of the living room, and Bobao was playing Lego on it, Lin Yunshen accompanied him, and occasionally gave some advice. One big and one small actually played very harmoniously.
"Mom." Ming Bo looked up and saw Ming Fei, he got up and ran over.
"You are here." Lin Yunshen turned his head and looked at her, "I happened to pass by the kindergarten, and there was only one child left in Bobao. I called you, but you didn't answer, and I sent you another message."
"Thank you." Mingfei nodded, then touched Bobao's head, "It's time for us to go back."
Although Bobao was reluctant to let it go, he nodded and turned around and waved his hand at Lin Yunshen: "Dad, goodbye."
Ming Fei frowned, but said nothing. Instead, she thanked her, took her son back to her home, then sat down on the sofa, and looked at her son: "Bobao, why have you always called him dad?"
"He is the father." Bobao's little hands were mixed up with some anxiety.
"If you want him to be a dad, would I send you to live with him?"