Jiang Nian lowered his head and kissed Xiao Anbao and said softly, "Xiao Bei must miss you too~"
But this time, Jiang Nian guessed wrong. Zhao Xiaobei really wasn't in the mood to think about Xiao Anbao.
School, teacher's office.
Song Yingying and Zhao Xiaobei stood side by side, both of them had tense faces and slightly lowered heads.
Sitting at the desk next to him was Zhao Xiaobei's class teacher, a middle-aged man in his forties who wore black-framed glasses and kept tapping the table with his fingers. He looked very old-fashioned and dignified.
This teacher was an experienced teacher specially invited by the school to replace the head teacher after the previous Zhao Xiaobei injury incident.
The head teacher looked up at Song Yingying, his eyes stern and critical, and said in a low voice.
"Zhao Xiaobei's mother, your Zhao Xiaobei is a smart child. Although he is only in the first grade, he is much smarter than ordinary children. He is a good candidate for studying. You can't relax your discipline on your child just because he is smart.
It is very important that children's education not be neglected. Look at his test scores this time. Not only did he drop ten places! He was asked to bring the test paper to his parents for signature, but he said he forgot. Do you parents know about this?"
Song Yingying explained, "Xiaobei may have really forgotten."
"You're still explaining for the child? I know that you parents love your children and don't want to beat or scold them, but when children do something wrong, they should be educated. I see that you are also an educated person, and you work as a doctor in a hospital. It's not easy for you to come here. I have told you everything I should say. Remember to pay more attention to your children after you leave, and don't ignore their growth."
As he spoke, the head teacher's tone was filled with disappointment. He shook his head and pushed the test paper with a score of over 80 points to Song Yingying.
"Teacher, thank you for your hard work."
Song Yingying expressed her gratitude to the teacher, then took the test paper and left the teacher's office with Zhao Xiaobei.
On this day, Song Yingying was specially invited to the office by her class teacher. Song Yingying had been a top student in both her past and present life. She had never been asked to visit her parents or even heard a harsh word from the teacher. Yet, today she was scolded for half an hour by a primary school class teacher and could not even raise her head.
It was an unprecedented experience.
Apart from this, a score of over 80 is definitely not a bad result for a primary school student, and he is still among the top students in the class. It's just that there was something strange about Zhao Xiaobei when this incident happened. In addition, Zhao Xiaobei "intentionally" did not ask his parents to sign, and he kept it from Song Yingying, which made this matter even stranger.
Song Yingying had some ideas in her mind, but she hadn't figured out how to tell Zhao Xiaobei.
The two had become much closer these days, but without the most important blood relationship, and Zhao Xiaobei was a precocious and thoughtful child, Song Yingying wanted to be more careful and cautious.
When the mother and son walked out of the school, a cold wind blew, making people shiver.
Zhao Xiaobei didn't hear Song Yingying speak the whole way. He thought Song Yingying was unhappy, that he had failed the test, that he deliberately did not ask his parents for signatures, and that he had done something wrong.
"Mom, yes..."
Zhao Xiaobei looked up and apologized to Song Yingying, but Song Yingying didn't pay attention to what he said. Instead, she saw the cart of roasted sweet potatoes in front of the school gate.
"Xiaobei, it's roasted sweet potatoes! Let's buy some roasted sweet potatoes."
Song Yingying smiled happily, without any of the worried look she had in the school office. She walked to the cart of roasted sweet potatoes, bought a big, fat roasted sweet potato, and then broke it in the middle.
“Take it and eat it quickly. Baked sweet potatoes are the best in winter.”
Song Yingying broke the roasted sweet potato in half, handed half to Zhao Xiaobei, and urged him to eat quickly.
Zhao Xiaobei was stunned and did not raise his hand to take the roasted sweet potato. Finally, Song Yingying stuffed it into his hand.
Urged, "Eat."
Seeing Song Yingying smiling happily, Zhao Xiaobei held the hot roasted sweet potato in both hands and ate it in small bites.
"So sweet. This roasted sweet potato is so sweet that it looks like honey. If An An were here, she would definitely drool at the fragrance and clamor for food."
When Xiao Anbao was mentioned, Zhao Xiaobei nodded and then laughed.
The mother and son walked home while eating the roasted sweet potatoes. Although there was no cold winter wind, they did not feel cold at all under the warm roasted sweet potatoes.
The two of them almost got home. Song Yingying wiped Zhao Xiaobei's mouth and let him go play while she started preparing dinner. Zhao Weidong has not been busy in the army recently and has been able to come to dinner on time every day.
Song Yingying walked into the kitchen and Zhao Xiaobei followed her in.
Song Yingying came out to get something, and Zhao Xiaobei followed her out.
Zhao Xiaobei was like Song Yingying's little tail, following her closely and making it impossible for Song Yingying not to notice him.
Song Yingying clearly asked him to go play, but Zhao Xiaobei did not go. He just wanted to follow Song Yingying. His eyes were cautious, like a puppy who was afraid of being abandoned by his owner.
Song Yingying had to stop. She sat down and leaned over to look at Zhao Xiaobei. "Xiaobei, do you have something to say to me?"
"Yeah." Zhao Xiaobei nodded seriously, looked at Song Yingying with his dark eyes, bit his lip, and whispered, "Mom, I'm sorry, please hit me."
Although the head teacher told Song Yingying to discipline her child after graduation, Song Yingying did not believe in corporal punishment and did not advocate corporal punishment of children.
But……
She saw something different in Zhao Xiaobei's eyes.
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