Youyou asked again: "Does anyone know? I am Qingsi's father. If anyone knows, please tell me?"
After a few seconds of silence in the classroom, a little girl who was sitting next to Qingsi and playing well with her spoke first: "I know..."
As soon as she finished speaking, several other classmates spoke.
"I also know..."
"I also know..."
The little girl who spoke first was usually lively and talkative. Barabala said: "Uncle, you sent Qingsi to school today and carried her to the door of the classroom. We all told Qingsi that we were envious, but Zhou Jiaying said that Qingsi is so big. She still let me hug her, is it because she doesn’t have legs? She also asked me if she was lame... "
This little girl was very articulate and had a very good memory. She restored the scene very realistically.
Another boy added: "Yes, yes, Qingsi said one thing at that time, and then she ran out crying to complain to the teacher, and soon she got angry and called Qingsi away..."
Youyou was filled with anger. He lowered his head and asked Qingsi: "My dear daughter, tell daddy, what did you say about her?"
Before Qingsi could say anything, the little girl said: "Qingsi said what's wrong with my dad hugging me? If you can, let your dad hug you. I have a good relationship with my dad, why are you so worried... Then Zhou Jiaying started crying Ran out."
Youyou smiled. He thought Qingsi had made some mistake. It turned out that he was punished for saying such a harmless thing.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with what Qingsi said. He hugged his daughter and didn't care what happened to her. He just wanted to pamper his daughter. He just wanted to hug her. He was happy to let his daughter go out without having to bring her feet with her.
You are looking for a slap in the face and blame others.
If Qingsi went up and gave her a beating, you wouldn't think she was at fault. This kind of arrogant person should be beaten.
Youyou glanced at Zhou Jiaying, who was too frightened to raise her head and shrank her head.
He showed a disdainful sneer. If this girl named Zhou Jiaying hadn't been young, he would have taken her out and beaten her up.
He turned to the male teacher in class and said, "Please go and call the principal over. Tell Yan Qingsi's parents that they have something to ask him. By the way, call the head teacher over too."
"Ah, oh..."
The male teacher turned around and went out. After walking for a while, he stopped and asked, "Why should I listen to him?"
He wanted to go back, but he thought of Yunyi standing on the podium, like an Optimus Prime. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. This matter was probably going to cause a big fuss, and he couldn't do it without informing the principal.
He shook his head and sighed to himself, this Teacher Sun is really true. Isn't it normal for little girls to have conflicts between themselves? Besides, after listening to it just now, he didn't think Yan Qingsi was wrong. She replied, "Isn't this normal?"
Zhou Jiaying, on the other hand, loves to tell stories too much. How come she has learned such a good trick at such a young age
After the male teacher in class left, Youyou asked Qingsi again: "What happened next? Tell dad what happened. Dad is here. You can speak boldly and don't be afraid of anyone."
Qingsi had stopped crying and leaned softly in Youyou's arms, hugging his neck as if she was holding her own supporter.
"Teacher Sun called me to the office and asked me to apologize to Zhou Jiaying without asking any questions. When I said I was right, she kept lecturing me and even made me stand... "