Dad Academy

Chapter 357 Guess how much I love you (12)

It's not easy for a person to live with a child in a big city. It's not that Meng Guangxin doesn't care about Cheng Cheng's mental health, but when he has too many things to do and is busy at work, he can only do many things first and not the end.

Men are no better than women, women are more thoughtful, while men are rougher. Their ideas are simple, direct, and even crude. They think that the most important thing they have to do is to work hard outside to earn money to support their families and provide their families with a good material life, but they often ignore the spiritual aspect.

Therefore, many men and women in the city get divorced, and the men are always full of grievances and complaints. They think that their hard work is not understood by their families.

Who can say that Meng Guangxin does not love Cheng Cheng enough? Xiao Douding is simply the only motivation for his life and struggle. He worked so hard just to let Cheng Cheng live a better life, and everything was for the best.

But he also made the mistake of many men who earn money to support their families and neglected to pay more careful attention to Cheng Cheng.

After talking with Dr. Xie, Meng Guangxin realized his mistake. This weekend, he left work and stayed with Cheng Cheng wholeheartedly.

He could clearly feel Cheng Cheng smiling more.

But as a new work week began, he was mired in busy affairs and couldn't escape, and gradually fell into the same old routine.

One day, when Meng Guangxin went to the kindergarten to pick up Cheng Cheng from school, the teacher in his class told him that Cheng Cheng was a good storyteller. The class was about to hold a storytelling competition and wanted to invite Cheng Cheng to participate.

Meng Guangxin thought this was a good thing and agreed without asking Cheng Cheng.

"Cheng Cheng, your father has great confidence in you. You can do it. Come on." The little teacher leaned over and said to Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng's little face was tense and a little panicked.

She is timid, and when there are many people, she becomes speechless, stammers, and stumbles, and cannot speak smoothly, let alone tell stories.

This is the case in Little Red Horse Academy. She can only feel comfortable telling stories to Xiaobai, Xi'er, and Liuliu, a few familiar children. However, once there are many people and other relatively unfamiliar children join, she panics. No.

The little teacher asked her before. She shook her head and said weakly that she was afraid, but she didn't expect her father to agree for her.

She followed her father home in silence, had a quick dinner, and was sent to the Little Red Pony by her father. During the whole process, his father did not tell her anything about the storytelling contest.

But she gets flustered when she thinks about this, and she especially needs her father's encouragement and help.

She has a tendency to be autistic and is not good at actively expressing and talking. However, Meng Guangxin is busy competing for jobs these days and has no time to take care of his daughter in every detail.

Amid great anxiety, Cheng Cheng ushered in the class storytelling competition. She was invited by her primary school teacher to stand on the podium. Facing many children, she panicked and was speechless.

The king of vivid storytelling is gone, and there is only a helpless Meng Chengcheng.

She was placed in the center of attention, helpless and didn't say a word.

When he came to Little Red Horse Academy in the evening, Cheng Cheng was worried and looking for Xiaobai everywhere.

Xiaobai is her best friend and she likes to tell her everything.

Xiaobai is painting with a group of children, looking very serious.

She stood behind Xiao Bai, leaned forward, stretched out her head and took a look. It was a palm-sized elf with wings flying in the moonlight. She hadn't finished the painting yet, but Xiao Bai's painting was really good.

"Hoo ho ho~~Does it look good?" Xiaobai turned around and asked Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng nodded his head: "It looks good. Xiaobai, you are so awesome."

"Hoohohoho~~~"

Xiaobai smiled like a little hamster that had eaten something secretly, and continued to draw at his desk.

Cheng Cheng watched for a while and then walked away silently. He came to the reading area alone and walked around looking for the dolls, but there were none. They were all taken away by the children.

She stood on tiptoe and took out a picture book from the bookshelf. She couldn't understand or recognize the name, but she still held it like a baby and sat down in the corner, preparing to read the picture book alone.

Her eyes caught a glimpse of something falling on the ground at the corner of the bookshelf. She ran over and picked it up. It was a long-eared bunny doll with torn clothes.

Not only were the clothes of the little bunny doll torn, but the left ear was also broken, exposing the PP cotton inside.

No wonder no children wanted it after it was thrown on the ground. It turned out to be a broken little rabbit.

Cheng Cheng held her in his arms distressedly, sat down in the corner, and carefully wiped the dust off the little rabbit.

She couldn't even bear to pat it with her hands for fear of hurting the little rabbit.

She straightened her tattered clothes, looked at her torn ears, stroked them gently, and tried to think of ways to help her. At the same time, she felt so sorry for her that she almost shed tears.

With the doll in hand, you can tell stories. Cheng Cheng huddled in the corner and told stories to a broken little rabbit doll alone.

Meng Chengcheng, who was too frightened to speak a word during the day, suddenly transformed into a storyteller again.

She is the elf under the moonlight in Xiaobai's paintings. She is most agile when no one is around.

She wanted to tell something strange to the little rabbit in her arms. She was reading the picture book and making guesses. Fortunately, the story in this picture book was also about the little rabbit. It was called "Guess How Much I Love You" and it was about the little rabbit. Conversation with Mother Rabbit.

As he talked, Cheng Cheng started to cry silently while holding the little rabbit doll. She missed her mother.

The more I cry, the more I miss my mother, and the more I miss my mother, the more the grievances in my heart surge out.

I thought of the embarrassment during the day, the things I wanted to say to my dad but didn’t say them out loud, and thought of many, many things... A small heart can’t hold too much. A small heart can only hold my dad and my long-lost mother, and all the little ones in the world. Animals contain baskets of stories and a novice.

In the corner of the reading area, child Meng Chengcheng was sobbing softly.

She was so embarrassed and scared during the day that she didn't cry, but now, facing a broken doll and a picture book that she couldn't understand, she cried.

Everyone is born with inherent strength, and external forces cannot easily break this protective shell. They are often broken from within.

Cheng Cheng was crying and didn't notice someone approaching. Under the light, the man's head glowed. It was Luo Zikang, a bald man.

Luo Zikang spotted Cheng Cheng, stared at her strangely, and walked away coldly without stopping.

He doesn't like little girls younger than him because he doesn't like the little girl at home who is younger than him and is not born to his mother but says she is his sister.

He hates Xiaobai even more, and Cheng Cheng is on Xiaobai's side, so he doesn't like it either.

Although he found Cheng Cheng crying, he snorted arrogantly, ignored it, and walked away, seemingly disdainful of the little girl crying.

Luo Zikang left. After a while, he happened to pass by here again. He threw two tissues in front of Cheng Cheng in disgust. Without saying a word, he kept his funny arrogance and left.

Ta-ta-ta~~ There was a rush of footsteps, and Xiaobai ran over, looking around.

"Cheng Cheng~~~~"

Xiaobai saw Cheng Cheng crying in the corner, shouted, ran over, and hugged her shoulders like a little adult.

"Cheng Cheng, have you got your claws? Don't cry, don't cry~"

When the summer is hot, old people say that as long as you whistle into the distance, the wind will blow.

The same goes for tears, which come in waves when someone "whistles" at them.

Facing Xiaobai's comfort, Cheng Cheng threw himself into her arms, holding her clothes tightly with his two little hands, his little body trembling from crying.

Xiaobai was in a panic. He had never seen such a battle before. After thinking for a while, she thought that she should reach out her hand, hug Cheng Cheng, and gently pat her shoulders like a grandma, while humming softly:

"Fighting insects, biting hands. Moths, moths, flying~"