Wu Mei went to the Children's Palace for class after lunch, and brought Qiuqiu. There is a park behind the Children's Palace, which can be reached in a few steps. Qiuqiu can go there to play when she is in class.
Because she will participate in the competition in more than a month, Mrs. He is very interested in her courses and often adds extra classes without charging money. Wu Mei is very grateful and more attentive. She only hopes to be a blockbuster in the competition and take to a good ranking.
To Teacher He, also give yourself an explanation.
There are more students than usual in class on weekends. As soon as Wu Mei walked into the classroom, he attracted many hesitant eyes. Everyone whispered, guessing what happened to the injury on Wu Mei's face. Wu Mei pursed her lips tightly, pretending not to Hearing those words, I felt really uncomfortable at all, and my hatred for He Biyun deepened.
After class, Teacher He called Wu Mei into the office and asked her how the injury came from. Wu Mei didn't hide her from her, and told her about the matter. Teacher He couldn't help frowning and said angrily, "Where's your father? He doesn't care about your mother, let her mess around!"
Wu Mei laughed at herself, but said nothing and nothing to say. Teacher He looked at her sympathetically and blamed herself for not being able to help Wu Mei. Even the Public Security Bureau could not handle this kind of domestic violence. Can watch.
"Mei Mei, you must get a good place in this competition, so that everyone who looks down on you will be impressed. Do you understand what the teacher means?"
Wu Mei nodded, "I know, Teacher He, I will work hard!"
Teacher He gave a cheering gesture, and both teachers and students laughed knowingly.
Wu Mei left the Children's Palace and walked quickly towards the park. Xiong Mumu didn't come to class in the afternoon. His teacher went out of town. She was the only one who came to class. It should be almost four o'clock now, so she has to go back quickly.
"The ball is coming out soon, let's go home."
The park was very quiet and there were not many people. Wu Mei called out in a low voice, but called out a big living person. Yan Mingshun held Qiuqiu and approached her.
Wu Mei blushed, "Brother Ming Shun."
When Qiuqiu saw his little master, he was about to pounce happily, but someone pinched his back paws, and he couldn't move at all. Qiuqiu struggled a few times, then simply turned over and continued to sleep. In addition to not having a small host fragrance, this male is actually quite comfortable in his arms.
Yan Mingshun saw the scars on the little girl's face Wei Wei's eyebrows were slightly swollen, and half of her face was swollen. He Biyun's hands were really black, and she and Tan Shufang had some fights, but Tan Shufang's own son Yan Ming Da Que was reluctant to touch even a finger. He Biyun's treatment of his own daughter was really puzzling.
He hid his doubts in his heart and waved at Wumei, motioning her to come closer, "Come here and I'll apply ointment to you."
Wu Mei just wanted to say that Xiong Mumu had already applied it, but she swallowed the words in her throat. Yan Mingshun had a good intention, and she couldn't help but know what was wrong.
Yan Mingshun let Wu Mei sit on the bench and raised his head. He gently applied ointment to Wu Mei. The autumn sun in the afternoon shot in through the thick camphor leaves, like ancient coins, shining on Wu Mei. On his fair face, he could clearly see the fine hairs on his skin, as well as the fluttering eyelashes, which made his heart inexplicably soften, and it was a mess.
"Does it hurt?" The voice was so gentle that even Yan Mingshun didn't notice it.
Wu Mei shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Yan Mingshun sighed slightly. When applying the medicine, he accidentally became stronger. Wu Mei couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ouch!" Little Sweet Wife 80