In today's era of transmigration novels, Ning Wan has also transmigrated. Unfortunately, she is neither the heroine nor the vicious supporting female character. Instead, she has transmigrated i...
Ning Wan didn't bother to explain to Xu Xiufeng; she took out her keys, opened the door, and went inside to search.
The house was empty; naturally, there was no one there.
Since arriving in this world, Ning Yanshu has rarely gone out. In Ning Wan's memory, he has almost never left this rented room.
Ning Wan really couldn't figure out where such a small child could have gone by himself.
Ning Wan turned around and ran out.
As she ran, she kept asking the panicked teacher, Yuzu, on the other end of the phone, "What exactly happened?"
Through Teacher Youzi's intermittent narration, Ning Wan finally learned the whole story.
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Not long after Ning Wan left, Ning Yanshu happily returned to his seat.
Having finally gotten through the weekend, he can't wait to share the good news of his dad's return with his best friend, Tang Tang!
As soon as Tang Tang entered the classroom, Ning Yanshu grabbed her hand: "Little Tang, do you know what? Mom told me that my dad will be back in 98 days!"
Ning Yanshu stretched out both hands and tried to make crooked gestures for the numbers [9] and [8].
"Really?" Tang Tang also seemed very happy: "Then, will I be able to see what the little mole's father looks like?"
Ning Yanshu nodded excitedly, "Yes, yes, yes, Mom also said that my dad is really handsome!"
Finally, he added, "As good-looking as me!"
"Wow! That's great!" Tang Tang readily complimented, "I can't wait to see the little mole's dad!"
Ning Yanshu blushed slightly, feeling a little shy.
Her large eyes curved into a shallow arc, and her eyes sparkled.
Tang Tang is cute and has a good personality. She wears colorful princess dresses every day and is the most popular child in her class.
Of course, he is also Ning Yanshu's best friend.
When Wang Zihao entered the classroom, he saw the two sitting very close together.
He walked over and deliberately slammed his schoolbag down on the round table.
The schoolbag made a loud noise when it hit the table, startling Ning Yanshu and Tang Tang.
Coming to her senses, Tang Tang said to Wang Zihao, "Zihao, do you know that Little Mole's father is coming back?"
Wang Zihao put his schoolbag away and took out his stationery, but he didn't say anything.
Tang Tang didn't care.
She turned to Ning Yanshu and asked, "Little mole, when your father comes back, can we go to your house together and see what your father looks like?"
"Of course!" Ning Yanshu readily agreed. "I'll have my mom prepare lots of delicious food. My mom's cooking is amazing now! She even promised that we'll go to McDonald's together when Dad gets back!"
Seeing that the two of them didn't care about him at all and continued to chat and laugh, Wang Zihao was extremely unhappy.
He snorted and said sarcastically, "That's your mother lying to you, you fool. Only a child would believe that."
No child would allow someone to slander their mother.
The same goes for Ning Yanshu.
He jumped up from his chair: "You're talking nonsense! My mother never lies!"
“Your mother used to lie to you a lot, didn’t she?” Wang Zihao sat with his arms crossed and said slowly, “She always said she would pick you up from school, but in the end, she never came.”
"That was before! My mom doesn't do that anymore!" Ning Yanshu retorted loudly, her face flushed. "My mom said that making up stories about others is extremely impolite. In the adult world, talking nonsense is a crime; you'll be locked up in jail!"
When I think of prisons, images of what I often see on TV automatically play in my mind.
The room was pitch black, with walls on all sides.
There were rats, insects, and occasionally the mournful screams of a female ghost. A sense of fear welled up in Wang Zihao's heart.
His expression gradually changed, and he loosened his arms.
But she still gritted her teeth and insisted, "Your mother is lying!"
Ning Yanshu also became anxious: "You can't talk about my mother like that! You have to apologize to my mother!"
Wang Zihao's temper flared up instantly.
He stood up from his seat, defiantly shouting, "My mom said you don't have a dad! So your mom is a liar, and you're a little liar! ...Hehehe, your mom is a big liar, and you're a little liar!"
"Everyone come quick! The little mole is a little liar..."
"Wang Zihao, please don't do this."
Tang Tang tried to mediate the fight, but as more and more children gathered to watch and join in the fun, no one listened to her.
"No way!" Ning Yanshu roared, "Your mother's the one lying, you're all a family of liars! I have a dad, and my dad is amazing! My dad is a hero of light! He's even more powerful than Ultraman Tiga!!!"
The classroom was completely silent.
But the next moment, a burst of enthusiastic laughter erupted: "Hahahaha..."
"Only little kids believe in Ultraman; we're all big kids now."
"That's right, that's right! Little mole, go back to watching Ultraman, don't come to kindergarten anymore! Hahahaha..."
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Surrounded and mocked by the children, even Ning Yanshu, with her unwavering resolve, couldn't help but feel a pang of fear.
He took a small step back, looking bewildered.
When the laughter stopped, Wang Zihao said smugly, "My dad is the best! He earns lots and lots of money and buys me Jianlibao (a popular Chinese herbal tea brand) every day. Can your Ultraman dad do that?"
Ning Yanshu pursed her lips, then affirmed, "My dad is very handsome!"
Wang Zihao continued slowly, "My dad works in a high-end office building every day, and he manages dozens of people under him."
"My dad is good-looking!"
“My dad teaches me to ride a bicycle. He also takes us on outings and to Disneyland. Can your dad do that?” Wang Zihao remained calm. “Besides, my mom said that being good-looking is useless.”
Ning Yanshu fell silent.
He gritted his teeth and didn't say anything, his face turning bright red with anger.
Wang Zihao continued to press, asking, "You say your father is very capable, then tell me what makes him so capable."
The people around him cheered, "Yeah, yeah, hurry up and say it!"
"Say it, just say it..."
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