It just hurts.
She was so distressed that she wished she could grab the person who hurt her son and slap him several times, until he vomited blood and couldn't relieve the hatred.
"We really can't help it," Lin Yajing said helplessly, "Yi Xinling's grandmother said that if their child gets into trouble at school in the future, we don't have to worry about it. Let us give her home address to you who are being bullied by her niece." Parents, let them come to find her by themselves, and she will personally apologize to you."
While speaking, Lin Yajing handed Ye Xingbei an exquisite business card, "Mother Yiyang, this is the address of Yi Xinling's home. If you are really angry, you can go to them, but..."
She hesitated to speak, and hesitated for a while before she said: "I heard that our top leader in Jiangcheng is the favorite student of Grandpa Yi Xinling, you... oh..."
She finished talking halfway, but didn't continue, she lowered her head and patted the little guy's head, "Ye Yiyang, Yi Xinling is disobedient, let's stay away from Yi Xinling in the future, okay?"
The little guy nodded obediently.
Lin Yajing smiled at him, looked up at Ye Xingbei, and said enviously: "Mother Yiyang, you are so happy, kid Ye Yiyang is very smart, you are a young genius, you look like twenty years old at most, and your son is so old , if you didn't tell me, I thought you were Ye Yiyang's sister."
Ye Xingbei reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips at her, not in the mood to greet her.
Lin Yajing also saw her impatience, and smiled embarrassedly, "I'm really sorry, Yiyang's mother, that child's family, even our principal can't afford it, we can only turn a blind eye and close our eyes. The parents went to their house to look for it, and their family apologized nicely and should pay compensation, but Yi Xinling just refuses to change after repeated admonitions, she is only eleven years old, and no one can do anything against her."
"Eleven?" Ye Xingbei frowned: "Shouldn't the third grade be nine?"
"Not all of them are nine years old. Some go to school early and some go to school late. Yi Xinling was in poor health when she was a child and went to school late. She only started the first grade at the age of nine." Lin Yajing looked at Ling Yue who was standing beside Ye Yiyang, her eyes flashed A little pity: "Ling Yue started school early, he was in the first grade at the age of six, and he is eight years old this year."
Ye Xingbei followed her gaze and looked over.
Seeing Ye Xingbei looking at him, Ling Yue felt a little embarrassed, his body was tense, and he looked at Ye Xingbei and said hello, "Hello, Auntie."
"Good boy," Ye Xingbei put away the anger and anxiety in his heart, and said kindly, "Thank you for helping Xiaoshu."
"You're welcome," Ling Yue said politely with his delicate face tense, "Xiao Shu is my deskmate, I like him, we should help each other."
"Yes!" The little guy grabbed Ling Yue's hand, with a proud expression on his face: "Mom, brother Xiaoyue is my best friend, brother Xiaoyue helps me, and I will help brother Xiaoyue in the future, we are brothers in life and death! "
Life and death brothers
The corner of Ye Xingbei's mouth twitched.
I don't know if Gu Qingrun can cure her son's problem of using words indiscriminately
She could see that her son liked Ling Yue very much and was proud of having Ling Yue as a friend.
In country Z, her son has always lived in seclusion, and there are no children of the same age around him, and he does not go to kindergarten.
Her son never had friends.
In the past, she always thought that she took good care of her son.
After coming to Jiangcheng, she realized that she had indeed taken good care of her son's life in the past, but she had neglected her son's spiritual world.
(end of this chapter)