Mr. Fu also wants to be in charge today

After leaving school, the father and son sat in the car without a word of communication.

After a long time, Fu Shaochen said: "I didn't expect you to say those words."

Yun Jin glanced at him, "I told you the same thing."

There is no difference between him and that teacher.

In his opinion, Fu Ziji is also a child who can only be mischievous, including Fu Shaohang. Everyone thinks so, and if Fu Shaohang is mischievous, then those bad things are all done by him, so he doesn't ask much, just tell the other party lose money.

Invisibly, the pot was also firmly buckled on Fu Ziji's head.

Hearing his words, Fu Shaochen clenched his hands unconsciously, and some of the previous things also came to mind.

When Fu Ziji first went to kindergarten, he always got into trouble. After Fu Shaohang brought him back, he only said that others bullied him, but who would believe that it was good if he didn't bully others? Say no more.

It doesn't matter if the parent is called, and he didn't say a word when he came back, and he didn't seem to feel that he had done anything wrong at all.

He only thought that he was getting more and more mischievous, and never thought about the real reason.

Looking back at this moment, the grievance in his eyes gradually became clear in his mind, and later, there was only indifference in those eyes.

Is it because no one will believe it even if you tell it, so you just don't say it?

He is very disappointed in him.

"Feel sorry."

Hearing this, Yun Jin glanced at him, a little surprised, he didn't expect this man to apologize to a child.

It's not hopeless after all.

"Yeah." He answered casually, not paying much attention to it.

Closing his eyes, he counted the time, and it was time to change back. This should be regarded as a gift to Fu Ziji before he left.

I hope he can be happier in the future.

Fu Ziji didn't know about this until after school in the afternoon. He saw him wiping his tears and followed his parents dejectedly. He heard the people around him talk and found out that he was bullying others today, but he was exposed by others. There is also some gloating.

He knew that one day everyone would know his true colors.

Hmph, if you bully someone, file a complaint first, Xiaopang is the worst.

Seeing him crying so sad now, he was in a good mood, holding the shoulder strap of his schoolbag with his little hand, and even raised his chin a lot when walking.

He didn't notice that a child in Class [-] was shocked when he heard those words.

Look at Xiaopang, then look at Fu Ziji, he slapped his forehead, he remembered!
"Yun Jin" in their class looks the same as "Fu Ziji" in class one!

He happened to be there when Xiaopang had Wang Batu on his back and turned around to make fun of the first group of "Fu Ziji", so I saw his appearance.

Just like "Yun Jin".

He said how he looked so familiar.

Twins who look exactly the same are so amazing.

Fu Ziji didn't know what he was thinking, when he saw Yun Man, he rushed over and hugged her waist, and called her happily, "Mom!"

The tone was full of excitement, Yun Man couldn't help but smiled, bent over and pinched his little face, "Why does it look like I haven't seen my mother for a long time every time."

Fu Ziji nodded solemnly, and said seriously: "Yes, we haven't seen each other for several hours, it's been a long time."

It's only been a few hours.

Yun Man was amused by him, and seeing the attachment on his face, she nodded in agreement, "Well, it's been a long time."

Reached out to take his schoolbag, held his hand, and asked as he walked, "How are you doing at school today?"

"Not bad!" Fu Ziji fastened his seat belt obediently, dangling his short legs and told her everything about what happened at school today, even telling her what he talked to and what he ate.

The child's speech was not so clear yet, and he was still a bit wordy. Yun Man listened patiently, adding a few words from time to time, and Fu Ziji immediately spoke more vigorously.

The mother and son chatted all the way back home.

Smelling the smell of medicine at home, Fu Ziji sniffed his nose and asked nervously, "Mom, are you sick?"

"No, it's a grandfather who is sick. I boiled some medicine for him."

When she left, she opened the window to diffuse the smell, but she still could smell it unexpectedly.

Hearing that she was not sick, Fu Ziji heaved a sigh of relief, and asked curiously, "Which old man, do I know?"

"It's the old grandpa that mom went to see yesterday. You don't know him yet. I'll take you to see him when you're on vacation."

"Okay."

Speaking of his sick grandfather, Fu Ziji couldn't help but think of his grandfather who was always sick and lived in the hospital all year round.

Grandpa is very kind to him, and treats him to eat delicious food every time.

He only learned today that his mother can cure diseases, but he just doesn't know if he can cure grandpa.

He wanted to ask, but he was afraid that she would find something unusual, so he bit his lip and hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Yun Man saw his little tangled expression when he came to fetch the water, his brows were frowned like a hillock, as if something difficult was bothering him.

"It's okay." Fu Ziji shook his head, jumped off the sofa, said "Mom, I'm going back to my room" and ran away.

Looking at his back, Yun Man raised her eyebrows, but didn't ask any further questions. If he wanted to say something, he would naturally tell her.

After gently closing the door, Fu Ziji took out his small mobile phone from his schoolbag, hid in the bathroom, put down the toilet seat, sat on it, and pressed a phone with his small hand, "Hello, Second Uncle."

"Well, what's the matter Ju Bao." Fu Shaohang was playing games when he received his call, and he almost cursed when he received the call, but he suppressed his anger when he saw that it was the little ancestor, and he connected with his teammates after talking to his teammates.

If you don't answer his phone call, then you don't know how the little ancestor will make trouble.

No, Ju Bao has only looked at him with disdain recently, and he has become less and less concerned about his second uncle.

Sighing, Fu Shaohang asked, "What's the matter, what can you do to me?"

"Second Uncle, do you know what kind of disease Grandpa is suffering from?" Fu Ziji looked outside and asked in a low voice while covering his phone.

"Cerebral infarction." Hearing him ask this, Fu Shaohang's face became heavy, and he pinched the center of his brows, "Why do you suddenly want to ask this?"

"It's okay, I'll just ask, can you send me a copy of grandpa's medical records? I know a very good doctor, and I can let her see it. "

"You know a very good doctor?" Hearing this, Fu Shaohang laughed out loud. He naturally didn't believe it, but he didn't discourage the child's enthusiasm. After all, it was out of his filial piety, although it sounds like Somewhat funny.

"Okay, I'll send it to you in a moment."

"Ah."

He didn't know how good his mother was, but he subconsciously felt that his mother was the best.

Hanging up the phone, he left the bathroom.

"This kid, the phone still hangs up so fast." Fu Shaohang muttered, shaking his head, because thinking of his father's illness, he didn't have the mood to play right now. After thinking about it, he simply got up and went to the hospital.

In fact, it's not just a cerebral infarction, it's just the most serious one.

There are also many symptoms that come with old age.

It is precisely because of his old age that he dare not use many treatment methods. He is worried that he will not recover well, and he is even more afraid that the old man will not be able to get off the operating table.

Thinking of this, his heart sank.