MTL - You Look Like You’re Made of Money-~ 105.Extra ②

Yu Sheng came with the driver. When the car stopped at the school gate, he got off the bus and saw the three treasures standing on the side.

He didn't hesitate to rush to Xiaobao and hugged her up, even if she was not the little corps in the past, but she was still used to holding her when she met.

"What happened to the wuli little public? Isn't it happy? Who made you unhappy?"

Do not blame Yu Sheng for such concern, Xiaobao is a happy little girl, she is happy every day, and because of this, her every unhappy will make people around her nervous.

As Dabao guessed, Xiaobao did not tell the true truth of Yu Sheng, but held the neck of Hao Sheng and spoiled: "I just don't want to go to class!"

At the beginning, when Zhou Heng was bullying her, she did not think about telling her family. This time it was too angry. This tells my brothers that it is mad now. She does not want to tell others that Zhou Heng is bullying her. .

Because she knows that Dad and Cognac will be very angry.

Although Zhou Heng did not regard her as a friend, she still regarded him as a classmate.

Friends should be friendly.

Yan Sheng saw Dabao Erbao, the two children did not say anything, then look at Xiaobao's look, I guess that I really don't want to go to class, so I don't ask more questions, holding Xiaobao, Dabao Erbao Say: "Baby, keep up, go to the amusement park!"

After waiting for the car, even the eyes of Dabao, who have never been so funny, also revealed a faint expectation. No child does not like amusement parks, and he is no exception.

“Is it busy?” Xiaobao asked.

Yan Sheng touched her head, "No."

Xiaobao is more sensible than her peers. When she went to play with him, it was still so small, it was the age of the noisy, but when he answered the phone or worked, she would go to the side, nor Bother him.

He has been secretly vomiting more than once, how is Jiang Jingchuan so good and has such a lovely daughter?

When I heard Yu Sheng say this, Xiaobao seems to have let go of his heart and started chatting with Yu Sheng.

She especially likes Yu Sheng. In Xiao Bao’s heart, he is the second father.

"Dabao, is the mid-term test score down?"

This is the hobby that Yu Sheng has recently cultivated. He knows that Dabao does not like others to call him, he just wants to call.

Every time I saw Dabao angry and fried, I felt a sense of accomplishment in my heart.

After Jiang Jingchuan knew that he was thinking this way, he only said two words - metamorphosis.

Sure enough, after listening to Yu Sheng’s words, Dabao looked at him quietly. Probably he couldn’t stand it anymore. He glared at him: “How many times have you said! Don’t call me like this!”

In Dabao’s opinion, this cognac is good, it’s usually good for them, and always takes them out to play. Dabao’s heart is very pro-invigorating, but cognac is a bit bad, that is, he always likes to call him Dabao, now Even Grandpa and Grandma corrected and called him a glimpse, but this person is still calling him Dabao.

How can people not be angry?

Seeing Dabao's fried hair, Yu Sheng quickly slammed the hair. "Don't you forget this? You must remember it next time."

If there is no obvious sinister smile in his eyes, the words are still sincere enough.

After playing for a long time in the amusement park, the three children were tired. After taking the children to KFC for a meal, Yu Sheng sent them home.

Su Yan and Jiang Jingchuan both know that the children did not attend classes today, but did not say anything.

Just deliberately prepared Xiaobao for her favorite cake. It was a happy time for her. The adults were tacit and did not ask why Xiaobao was not happy. Jiang Jingchuan came to the room of Dabao Erbao. Dabao was reading a book. He went over and asked. "What happened to your sister today?"

The hand of Dabao’s book was stopped. His eyes were low and his tone was calm: “Nothing, I can solve it.”

Yes, this kind of thing does not require Dad to come forward, he can handle it well.

Jiang Jingchuan wanted to laugh, but he held back, and his eyes were gratifying. "Well, I will hand it over to you."

After Jiang Jingchuan left, Dabao took out his mobile phone and hesitated a moment and dialed the phone number.

The headline was also reading a book, and the tone was not impatient. "Well, is there something?"

The relationship between the speaker and the Jiang family has been very good. The relationship between the two children is also very good. Some good people have also discussed it privately. If there is no accident in the future, it is impossible to agree that the two will marry.

After all, both have suitable children. The youngest daughter of Jiang’s family is similar to the younger son of the singer.

Since the phone has been connected, Dabao has not hesitated any more. He said: "Today Xiaobao was bullied at school."

Originally, when I was still reading the book, I raised my head and frowned. "What happened?"

"A boy in her back seat often pulls her ponytail and stabbed her back with a pencil." Dabao said calmly.

After listening to Dabao’s words, I don’t know what to say.

They are all boys. Maybe Dabao still doesn't understand why Zhou Heng did this, but he knew it.

It is because I know that I don’t know what to say.

He has already regarded Xiaobao as his sister. Now his sister who is still in the second grade is liked by a childish little boy. How do you think about it?

Dabao continued to say when he saw the words. "I don't want to tell my father and mother. Because of this, Xiaobao will be upset, but I don't know if the boy has listened to us."

"That's it." When he turned his notebook, he whispered: "I have an exam next Wednesday, I don't have to go to school in the afternoon, I go to your school, I believe there is an adult who told him in the past, he I dare not bully Xiaobao again."

I have to tell the boy, don't try to play Xiaobao's idea, don't try to bring bad treasure _(:з"∠)_

Frankly speaking, I also feel that this kind of thought and behavior will be very naive. After all, this is a childish likeness of a little boy, so I don’t have to worry about it.

Xiao Bao is not someone else, but his sister's sister.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt a lot in my heart and felt that I was not a childish ghost.

After hanging the phone of Dabao, I received a text message.

[Speaking to classmates, will I bring you a lunch to eat tomorrow? 】

He didn't know who it was, his expression was calm and even a little indifferent to delete this message, then mute the phone and continue reading.

Dabao heard such a rumor when he did not go to the school where Sambo was located.

Everyone started to say that Zhou Heng likes Jiang Yinuo and wants to chase her as a girlfriend.

Now the children are very precocious, and many things are already known in the second grade.

Xiaobao also felt very strange, because when she came in the morning, there was a box of milk on the desk, and she was a little embarrassed with milk.

Zhou Heng sees behind, the sound is very small, but you can let Xiaobao hear: "Buy you."

Xiaobao is very happy. She thinks that Zhou Heng knows that he is wrong, and now he has changed back to the previous way. This means that her good friend is back.

After school this day, Zhou Heng deliberately walked late, just want to put the chocolate secretly taken from the house in the Xiaobao desk. Just finished this action, straight up, and saw Dabao holding a bag and standing at the door. Looking at him with no expression.

Zhou Heng is very afraid of him, but he is also a small king in the family.

At this time, nature can't be guilty.

Dabao walked in step by step, arbitrarily hooked a chair with his foot, then sat down and said with a blank expression: "Do you like my sister?"

Zhou Heng does not shake his head and nods, wants to pretend to die.

Dabao took out a workbook from his bag and threw it on Zhou Heng’s desk to signal him to take a look.

Zhou Hengyi opened the workbook with a question on it. Zhou Heng, who had never listened carefully, saw this kind of problem.

Dabao is still the expression of indifference. "Can you do it?"

"...no, no."

There seems to be a kind of expression on Dabao’s face that can be called a smile. "This is your second-grade application. Even this will not be done. Why do you like my sister?"

It’s a bit of a blow.

Zhou Hengqi took his head and looked like a child.

Dabao stood up, took the workbook and took a shot of Zhou Heng’s shoulder. He took a small bag of snacks from his bag and put it on his desk: “...well, go home.”

Only those who are smarter than him can like his sister.

Zhou Heng is leaving to leave.

"Wait a minute." Dabao suddenly stopped him. "Please take your chocolate away."