Chapter 154 The little gentleman [6]

Jiujiu was angry, her black and white eyes were covered with anger, and she clenched her small fists tightly.

Nobody can hurt his mommy!

Turning around, he glared at Zhuang Yifa, although he was only a five-year-old baby, but the strong anger gushing out from his whole body still made Zhuang Yifa stunned.

It's hard to imagine that a mature man in his 50s would be overwhelmed by a five-year-old boy!
"Yifa!" Yang Shumin screamed, pulled out the needle in her hand, and struggled to get out of bed.

Zhuang Yifa hurried over and helped her up, "Shumin, don't move, what if your knife edge is split?"

While wiping off the sticky thing behind him, Chu stared at Zhuang Yifa in surprise.

Zhuang Yifa at this meeting has long since lost the high-spirited look before, with ordinary clothes, messy hair, and bloodshot eyes from staying up late, as if he has aged ten years.

What is even more surprising is that his attitude towards Yang Shumin is very considerate, like a husband who loves his wife deeply.

Yang Shumin was really angry, "Yifa, how could you treat the first grader like this? Do you still want me to lose my daughter again?!"

Zhuang Yifa gritted his teeth and stared at the first day of the junior high school resentfully, but instead of refuting his wife, he comforted her, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I know I was wrong."

The first day was scary.

Could it be that her mother was suddenly discovered to be the heir of a certain rich man who had inherited a huge inheritance from Java?Otherwise, Zhuang Yifa's trouble is so affectionate and affectionate?

"I didn't even care about my daughter because of you back then. Do you know how guilty I am as a mother?!" Yang Shumin said while crying.

"Okay, Shumin, don't cry, I'll buy you another breakfast." Zhuang Yifa tried his best to restrain himself, gave Chu a hard look, picked up the lunch box on the ground, turned around and went out again.

"Mommy, you are talking to grandma here, I'm going to the doctor for burn ointment." Jiujiu raised her face and smiled sweetly.

On the first day of the junior high school, he patted his little head, "Don't run too far."

"Well, I know!"

Jiujiu opened the door and went out.

Yang Shumin stopped her tears and asked worriedly, "On the first day of junior high school, Jiujiu is just a child, can you let him go out alone?"

"It's okay, Jiujiu is very self-reliant. When I was working outside, I often left him at home for a whole day. He took care of himself alone." The first day of junior high school said it lightly, although it would feel a little guilty, but relatively For those children who were spoiled and grown up, she was relieved that her son was sensible.

Yang Shumin felt sad when she heard it, "On the first day of the junior high school, if it wasn't for Mom...you wouldn't have to suffer this kind of wronging. Outside...it must be very difficult, right?"

"Fortunately, it's not too difficult to get used to it."

Looking at her daughter, Yang Shumin felt distressed, but she had to speak for Zhuang Yifa, "On the first day of the junior high school, don't be angry with your stepfather. After his lawsuit was resolved, the company went bankrupt and the house was taken away. Sijing and Simiao I took away the only valuable thing in the house... I heard that he ran away with the man, and there is no news about it until now."

Listening to it on the first day of junior high school, I didn't respond to my heart with a low degree of sympathy.However, it can explain why Zhuang Yifa treats his mother so well as if he has changed.

It turns out that a friend in need is a friend indeed.

My mother has paid so much for him, and this result also makes the first day of junior high school somewhat gratified.After all, she also hoped that her mother would be happy.

(End of this chapter)

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