"you… "
Before Xia Qingkong could say anything, her lips were sealed by a wave of warmth.
On the morning of the next day, Xia Qingkong got up and prepared to go to Chen Xiaoyu today to check on Chen Xiaoyu's condition.
No one moved at Chen Xiaoyu's side.
Xia Qingkong guessed that Nalan Churou was not moving now, and the reason why Chen Xiaoyu must have been just because so many people died at once. If something happened to Chen Xiaoyu unfortunately, she would easily think of Nalan Churou. body.
As soon as Xia Qingkong walked out of the yard, a little guy rushed towards her.
The little guy suddenly bumped into Xia Qingkong's body and picked her up quickly.
This little guy is Chen Hong's son.
Chen Hong is a worker who prunes flowers and branches here.
She had received help from Xia Qingkong before because Xia Qingkong sympathized with her and it was not easy for a single mother to raise a child, so she raised her salary and allowed him to take care of her two children while working.
Two children are playing in the garden at the moment.
Not far away, Chen Hongzheng was chasing over here. When he saw Xia Qingkong holding the little guy, he quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, Young Madam, Young Madam, I didn't take good notice of this little guy just now and let him rush into you,"
Xia Qingkong quickly shook her head. Chen Hong's son was really cute, and Xia Qingkong liked him very much.
Xia Qingkong was about to return the little guy to Chen Hong, but she saw that the little guy's fair and tender face was covered with a piece of gauze. The gauze had already seeped out a trace of blood. The wound on the face looked serious. ah.
"What's wrong with your face?"
Judging from Chen Hong's appearance, she must have just bandaged the child. Chen Hong must have bandaged it herself. The hospital's bandaging techniques were not that bad.
So Xia Qingkong wanted Chen Hong to take the child to the Mu family's private hospital, give the child a good bandage, and let Xu Fei study how to get there.
Such a cute kid will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up.
I can't have scars on my face at such a young age, it won't look good. "Hey... Young Mistress, haven't my two children recently reached the age of going to kindergarten? I usually send them to kindergarten... But my brother is too naughty... I fought with classmates at school and was scratched on the face without hitting them. One such
Big mouth..."
As soon as Chen Hong finished speaking, the little guy burst into tears.
"Mom, I didn't fight! I really didn't fight!"
"You said there was no fight? There was no fight in school, why do you have such a big gash on your face! If you don't provoke them, why would they hit you!"
As soon as Zhang Hong said this, Xia Qingkong was a little unhappy.
What do you mean if you don't provoke others, they won't hit you
This theory is wrong.
After all, not everyone in this world is a good person, otherwise why would anyone be bullied
"I really didn't fight with anyone. I brought a toy to school to play with, and Li Xiaogui asked me for it, but I didn't give it to him, so he beat me..."
The little guy cried very sadly. There is no need for such a kid to lie.
"Why do you bring toys to school!" Xia Qingkong immediately interrupted Zhang Hong and scolded his son, "Chen Hong, I'm not telling you, you can't educate your children this way, why can't your children bring toys?" We were playing at school, and someone else’s child asked for a toy! This toy belongs to your son. If your son wants to give it to you, you can give it to him. If he doesn’t want to give it to you, don’t give it to him. Why does it become your son’s fault? "