Madam always trying to piss me off

What my husband said made sense.

Shi Youxuan was convinced.

But can't listen!

Shi Youxuan insisted on sending her son in, even if the head of the school is snobby, and the teachers and children, they can't all be like this, can they?

Moreover, I have been tossing and tossing for so long to go to a bilingual kindergarten, and now I give up without even going, I am really not reconciled.

Sheng Hanyu couldn't be more stubborn than his wife, so he could only give up.

……

school starts.

Sheng Zichen was very happy in the kindergarten on the first day. He happily put on the clothes "carefully" prepared by his mother and was sent there by his grandmother and mother, but he was despised when he arrived at the kindergarten gate.

Because they were dressed too shabby, Sheng Zichen looked "outstanding" among the kids who were all famous brands.

in the classroom.

According to the rules of the kindergarten, new children have to introduce themselves.

Sheng Zichen stood in front, and said generously, "Hello, children, my name is Sheng Zichen, and I am three years old this year..."

The teacher reminded: "Sheng Zichen, what do you like most and what you want to do in the future, tell us."

Sheng Zichen: "I like eating the most, and I want to be a chef when I grow up!"

"Wow—"

The children roared with laughter.

Everyone laughed and leaned forward.

"He wants to be a cook, what a shame!"

"I want to be a scientist."

One of the little guys held his head up, as if he was already a respected scientist.

"I want to be a professor."

"I want to be a general."

"I want to be the chairman..."

The ideals of the children are all lofty and lofty.In contrast, Sheng Zichen's ideal of being a chef is really not elegant.

Sheng Zichen didn't say a word, his face drooped, he felt very wronged.

Why can't you be a chef?

He thinks his ideal is very good, no problem!

And his ideals and his parents, grandparents... have all said that no one laughs at him, even though he laughs, it's not like that.

The little guy was confused.

If the children stop laughing now, or the teacher can stop them, he can hold back the tears.

But it didn't.

"Sheng Zichen, change your ideal," the teacher said.

Sheng Zichen: ...

He doesn't want to change.

"I, I want to be a scientist." Sheng Zichen's voice was as low as a mosquito humming.

There was no way, although against his will, Sheng Zichen didn't want to be laughed at.

"It's a lie, he just wants to be a cook, and he will be worthless in his life."

"Oh - being a cook is useless."

"No promise!"

The children made booing, but the teacher didn't stop them, and stood aside to watch the excitement with a smile.

Sheng Zichen was not convinced: "You guys are worthless. My father said that there is no high or low profession. People who look down on others are the cheapest!"

In fact, this sentence is not what my father said.

But he was so angry that he exaggerated a little.

"You bitch!"

"You are cheap!

The children scolded.

When other children humiliated Sheng Zichen, the teacher didn't care, but after Sheng Zichen fought back, she immediately stopped.

"Sheng Zichen, how can you scold people? You are so unqualified. If your parents don't educate you, I will educate you for them."

The young teacher dragged Sheng Zichen out of the classroom...

After school.

Shi Youxuan was waiting at the gate of the kindergarten, looking forward to it.

The children lined up and came out one after another, but the last child also came out, and Shi Youxuan still didn't get her son.

"Teacher, where is Sheng Zichen?"

The young teacher's face was as cold as ice: "I don't know."

"You are a teacher, don't you know?"

Shi Youxuan felt a little flame in her heart go up, it was so irritating.

But the more irritating thing is yet to come.

The young teacher rolled his eyes even bigger, looking sideways at Shi Youxuan from top to bottom.

Sheng Zichen had just started kindergarten, and hadn't moved back home.

They still live in the old broken house, and Shi Youxuan still wears cheap clothes from street stalls.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But it was dissed.

Shi Youxuan no longer wants to endure that kind of undisguised contempt and contempt!

She stared brightly, and said word by word: "I'll give you one last chance, tell me where Sheng Zichen is? What did you do to him?"

Shi Youxuan exuded a powerful aura all over her body, and her aura suddenly changed.

The young teacher was a little confused.

The woman in front of her didn't cost more than 100 yuan. It looked like she had bought cheap clothes from street stalls. The cleaning aunts in the kindergarten wore better clothes than her. How could she have such a strong aura?

The head of the garden doesn't have such an aura.

She doesn't want to tell the truth.

She even wanted to humiliate Sheng Zichen's mother, but she couldn't help pointing her hand behind her: "Yes, in the garden."

Shi Youxuan broke into it.

The security guard stopped her: "Parents can't go in."

Shi Youxuan said seriously: "My child is inside, if there is anything wrong with him, you will bear the responsibility?"

security guard:……

He just wants to scare people, put on airs, and doesn't want to take responsibility.

So let go.

Shi Youxuan almost galloped all the way into the building.

"Baby."

"Sheng Zichen."

"Sheng Zichen."

"Where are you baby?"

She could hear her heart beating "thumping".

It almost popped out of my chest.

The doors opened, the toy room, the piano room, the English classroom, the lunch room...all were empty!

She found the top floor from the first floor, and then found the first floor from the top floor. No, Sheng Zichen wasn't there.

Shi Youxuan was about to collapse, her face was covered with tears.

That bastard is lying!

Shi Youxuan wanted to find the young teacher and tore her apart.

But before tearing her apart, she had to pry open her teeth and reveal exactly where Zichen was!

"Mother--"

"Mother--"

"Woooooooo..."

"I'm not a chef anymore..."

Son's voice.

It's coming from the right.

Shi Youxuan stopped in her tracks and listened carefully—yes, it was her son's voice.

The little guy was wronged and cried miserably.

"Don't be afraid, baby, mother is here!"

She ran towards the sound, and there was a small door at the end of the long corridor.

The door was unlocked.

Pushing open the small door, the following is the narrow stairs in the basement.

"Mother--"

"Uuuuuuuuuu!"

The son's voice became clearer, and the little guy was crying intermittently, almost out of breath.

There is a small door directly under the stairs, and the cry came from the door.

"Son, don't be afraid, mom is here, mom is looking for you..." Shi Youxuan's heart was like a knife.

But the door won't open, it should be locked.

"Baby, you hide inside, don't guard the door."

"Good mother."

"Boom!"

Shi Youxuan kicked hard on the door lock, the wooden door was not very strong, and the door was kicked open.

The little guy was curled up in the corner, with his arms around his knees, pitifully.

"Baby!"

"Mother--"

Mother and son hug each other.

When Shi Youxuan walked out of the basement with the child in her arms, the young teacher came over.

"vulgar!"

"What did you say?"

Shi Youxuan was about to look for her, but she came to her door herself.

"I said you are vulgar, our principal is right, what kind of parents will educate what kind of children, no wonder your son is worthless, because you are worthless..."

The young teacher was intimidated by Shi Youxuan's aura just now, but after Shi Youxuan rushed in, she regretted telling her.

So he followed in, ready to save face.

What good things do poor households have?

Shi Youxuan put her son on the ground, turned around, and said softly to her son, "Stand for a while, baby, don't turn around."

"Snapped!"

A slap slapped hard on that young and fair face.

Before she could react, she was slapped again on the right cheek.

"Vulgar? Okay, today I will let you see what is vulgar."

When Shi Youxuan went home with her son in her arms, the woman fell to the ground with disheveled hair, her cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were bruised and bloodshot.