Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Su Zhixiao was already squatting in front of his son, and didn't reprimand him, instead he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the child's head, his voice softened a lot:

"Congee Congee, can you tell mom why you fight with your classmates? Aren't you good friends?" asked.

Of course, Fu Jiyan recognized that the little radish standing side by side with his son was the little chubby guy he saw outside the kindergarten this morning.

They were fine in the morning, but they started fighting after half a day?

The friendship between children, you can turn it over as soon as you say it?

The little man pursed his lips, looked at Su Zhixiao, then at Fu Jiyan, and finally lowered his head, making it clear that even his mother didn't want to tell.

The little chubby next to him also lowered his head very low, and the little chubby's parents and teachers couldn't be contacted for a while.

cough.

There is no way, the two little guys are swearing to death that they will not tell, and the couple are not the kind of people who like to violently persecute their children.

Su Zhixiao stood up:

"Ms. Ye, the children just fought and didn't get hurt. Otherwise, let the two of them apologize to each other and shake hands to make peace."

Boys, who didn't fight when they were young?

The teacher is also more responsible, and will notify the parents when there is a fight.

From the bottom of his heart, the head teacher must also want to make a big deal a small one. Since the parents have said so, they won't have any opinions.

"Where's Papa Fu?"

Fu Jiyan didn't know when he stood beside Su Zhixiao, wrapped his arms around Su Zhixiao's waist, and said with a smile:

"Listen to his mother."

The homeroom teacher, Mrs. Ye, was suddenly sprinkled with a lot of dog food, and she was almost dying of envy.

After all, Teacher Ye is only in his twenties, so young.

For this top actor in the entertainment industry, if he is not the only fan, he is at least one of the fans.

"Yeah, okay." He stuttered a little, turned to look at the two children, and forcibly pulled out a slightly serious face:

"Student Fu Zhizhou, classmate Mo Sangyun, you can't fight anymore!"

The two children nodded like chickens pecking rice.

"Now, let's apologize to each other."

How can there be any deep hatred between children?

"I'm sorry, Mo Sangyun."

"I'm sorry, Fu Zhizhou."

Teacher Ye took a child with one hand, and then held the two little hands together:

"After shaking hands and making peace, we can no longer fight in the future. Good friends should love each other, you know?"

The two children glanced at each other, and they both looked like stinky farts:

"knew!"

puff~

Sure enough, human cubs are the cutest things in the world.

Su Zhixiao glanced at someone beside him, his eyes were full of disgust.

As for someone, of course he received it, and the big hand around the woman's waist remained motionless.

In front of my son's head teacher, I could only endure it.

Teacher Ye glanced at the clock hanging on the wall in the office, and then said to the couple apologetically:

"Papa Fu, Mama Fu, classmate Fu Zhizhou only drank a small bottle of yogurt at noon, and didn't eat. They said they would wait for you to come."

Um?

Su Zhixiao suddenly became excited:

"Have you eaten yet? Porridge?"

The little guy pursed his mouth aggrievedly:

"Mom, Congee Congee didn't skip meals on purpose, Congee Congee just missed her mother."

Hearing the teacher say that parents should be invited over, the already aggrieved children couldn't eat anymore.