Chapter 282

She opened the door, went to the bed and sat down, patted the quilt wrapped in front of her, softened her voice and said, "I'm sorry, it was mommy who was not good just now. She shouldn't be angry with you."

The cicada pupa moved and seemed to be a little loose.

Ye Xingyi continued to ask in a soft voice: "but can you tell me why you want to hit people. It's not good. It's the work of bad children. "

"I'm not a bad boy." Stuffy voice from the cicada pupa, with a trace of crying cavity.

Her heart immediately became a ball, very distressed.

"Well, well, you're not a bad boy, you're a good boy."

He quickly comforted xiaoboting, held the cicada pupa in his arms, patted him on the back and comforted him: "but why do you want to hit people? It's not a good child's behavior to hurt others. Do you have any reason to tell Mommy? "

Ye Xingyi actually feels very strange. On the way, she thinks about xiaoboting's ordinary character. Xiaoboting is always gentle and never takes the initiative to provoke others. How can he take the initiative to fight other children?

There must be some misunderstanding. It's not that ye Xingyi doesn't believe what the headmaster said, but if there are other factors in it, it's not impossible.

So she tried to use a flat tone to attract children to communicate with themselves.

Ye Xingyi waited for a moment, and finally a word came. The child's voice was stuffy and seemed to be very angry.

"They bullied me. They surrounded me and said I was a monster without a father. I was a bastard without a father!"

Hearing those words, ye Xingyi was shocked.

It is said that children will have a kind of naive cruelty, because they don't know how much harm their words and deeds will bring to others, and children are like a piece of white paper, their actions are deeply affected by their parents!

She couldn't believe that the children said such hurtful words to xiaoboting.

Poof, the quilt in front of me was lifted, and the cicada pupa directly broke the cocoon.

Small thin Court opened his big red eyes, holding a small pink mouth, especially wronged looking at Ye Xingyi.

"Mommy, why do they have a father, but I don't? Why do they call me a bastard? "

As if there is a big stone, heavy pressure in the bottom of my heart, a small stone choked in her throat, ye Xingyi difficult swallow saliva, a sad feeling in the heart flooding and open.

She looked at the child calmly and sorrowfully. After a long time, she stretched out her arm and gently held the child in her arms.

Sobs came out of his arms very soon. Xiaoboting was wronged. Now he just cried. He cried to the extent of smoking.

While crying, he asked: "Mommy, is it because I'm a bad child that my father doesn't want us? They all have a father, but I don't have one. Why? "

Ye Xingyi suddenly feels both distressed and sad. She keeps wiping her face for her child. Her heart is like a mess. Although she had such doubts a few years ago, when this scene really happened in front of her, she feels that she can't resist it.

It's so sad.

"Bo Ting, don't listen to them. It's not because you're a bad kid that you don't have a dad, and dad doesn't want us. "

Xiao Bo Ting raised his big watery eyes and asked, "Mommy, do you mean I have a father?"

Ye Xingyi was stunned. He didn't know whether he should order that.

If a child has a father, he will ask where his father is and why he is not with them?

How to say that? Tell the child that she didn't want his father?

This is too difficult to explain, so ye Xingyi just held the child and said: "anyway, you have a father. The reason why father is not with us is that he has other reasons and can't tell others."

"Why?"

The baby gave birth to a chubby hand, wiped his tears and asked.

Ye Xingyi painfully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Dad is to protect mommy and you, so he can't be with us."

"Will dad come back later?"

Xiaoboting is still choking, but he doesn't want to cry any more. He just looks at Ye Xingyi with big eyes.

Ye Xing's back began to sweat, but he could only gnash his teeth and say, "Dad can't come to us now, otherwise, he and we will be in danger, so dad may not come back."

Xiaoboting nodded. He seemed to think about it, and then he began to hold his mouth and said, "am I still a little bastard without a father? In primary school, they don't like me, they scold me."

"Of course, you are not a little bastard, and this sentence is very ugly and immoral. In the future, you should never say it, let alone use this word to scold others, you know?"

Ye Xingyi teaches the child sternly and angrily. Xiao boting nods and droops his head. His whole body wilts.

See the child this kind of son, the leaf star moves heartache extremely, in the heart to that mouth the child of evil words, gave birth to a trace of anger.

This kind of thing happens to children on their first day of school. I'm afraid it will leave a shadow in their later life.

Ye Xingyi pitifully stretched out his index finger, gently raised the child's small chin, and said softly, "Bo Ting, do you believe mother?"

The child nodded, his eyes still swaying with water: "in the whole universe, what I believe most is Mommy."

Ye Xingyi was moved to smile and said: "listen to Mommy. You are my most important baby. You are born by my mother. You are the crystallization of the love between father and mother. Every child is born with the most love from father and mother. So are you, so you are not a little bastard. Don't be sad any more, OK? "

The child nodded. Instead of looking happy, he seemed a little hesitant and embarrassed.

Ye Xingyi looked at him and laughed. He touched his soft face and asked, "why do you suddenly feel embarrassed?"

Xiaoboting raised his eyes, looked at her quickly and said, "Mommy, I didn't mean to hit them, I was just too angry."

Ye Xingyi smiles, touches his hairy head and says: "people are not saints, who can do nothing wrong, who can bear it, they provoke you first, you will make mistakes, justifiable, but you have to promise your mother that you don't have to fight with others in the future. If you get hurt, Mommy will be very sad."

Hearing that she didn't blame herself, xiaoboting immediately breathed a sigh of relief and nodded heavily: "OK, Mommy, I know. If they scold me later, I will scold them back, but I won't fight with them. Unless, unless... "

Ye Xingyi smile helplessly: "unless what?"

"Unless my wife is really angry, I'll beat them and protect you and Dad!"

"Well. Bo Ting is wonderful. He's Mommy's little warrior. "

Mother and son embrace each other and sleep. When they go to school the next day, Xiao boting holds her feet and refuses to go to primary school.

Ye Xingyi urged twice, but xiaoboting still didn't move. He just lowered his head and played with his fingers.

Ye Xingyi sighed and squatted down to communicate with him in a soft voice: "are you still angry, so you don't want to enter this primary school again?"

If so, transfer can also be

Xiaoboting nods and shakes her head. Her stubborn mouth is pursed into a straight line. Her round face is pink and tender. Her stubborn little appearance makes her flash someone's figure in her mind. It's so similar.

This is xiaoboting clenching his little fist and saying: "I'm afraid they will bully me again after I go in. I can't help beating them again and becoming a bad child. In that case, my father will hate me when he comes back. I don't want to be like that."

Ye Xingyi's eyes flashed complex brilliance, touched the child's head, was about to speak, the principal suddenly came.

"Here comes Xiao Bo ting. Good morning, Miss Ye." The principal said good morning with a smile and held out his hand to the child.

Small thin court a little hesitant, but in Ye Xingyi's encouragement, or stretched out his hand.

Then she suddenly said, "headmaster, I want to talk to you about yesterday."

After a pause, the headmaster agreed with a smile and handed over xiaoboting to other teachers. Encouraged by Ye Xingyi, Xiao boting followed his teacher into primary school step by step.

"Miss ye, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The principal asked affably. She gritted her teeth and said, "my child is always docile. Yesterday, I started beating people because the children in the school bullied him, called him a bastard, and called him no father."

A say this fact, ye Xingyi feel a little unbearable, frowned, these children speak too vicious.

"Is that true?"

The headmaster was a little surprised to cover his mouth, a pair of big eyes staring at her and said: "yesterday when we learned about the situation, we didn't hear Bo Ting say so. Other children only said that Xiao Bo Ting suddenly started beating people."

"Bo Ting has always been very stubborn. If someone said that together, according to his temperament, he must have been bored there and didn't explain a word. Yesterday, I also made great efforts to let him say it."

The headmaster's expression immediately became a little uncomfortable. If ye Xingyi wanted to investigate this matter, she was really bad.

Just think about whether to persuade Ye Xingyi, this matter even.

"Headmaster, I hope that this will not happen again in the school."

Ye Xingyi saw what the headmaster's expression meant, and his expression was a little cold. He said calmly: "I hope Bo Ting can grow up in a peaceful environment, not be bullied and insulted. After all, he is only six years old."

The headmaster, facing her calm eyes, suddenly felt a little nervous, "yes, this matter is not serious, we will pay attention to it in the future, never let it happen again!"

Ye Xingyi thinks that the principal's guarantee has little credibility at all, but fortunately, she promised to pay attention, which should be better at least.

She thought about it and tightened the backpack belt on her shoulder: "in this case, headmaster, I hope you can tell the parents of those children on their behalf, so that they can educate their children. Such a small child can speak evil words and words like hybrid, which is really bad for the physical and mental health of children."

Headmaster was nodding what to say, suddenly saw Ye Xing move behind, expression became a little flustered up.