[Zongyingmi] You are all my father

Children are not cloned - 8

Reid took the two children on the subway, and he still didn't dare to approach them. After all, he only had children, and he didn't know how to get in touch with them... In fact, he knew the two children The baby wasn't what he expected, and he barely had a hand in Chandra's childhood, so... having him right now in Chandra's life is a special reward in itself.Although it is a reward, it can also be regarded as a punishment.

Chandra is not an ordinary child. People who can live with him, even if they have not raised children before, will not be arrogant and treat Chandra as an ordinary child.

So, Rhett actually respects Chandra's self-will...even when it comes to school.So when he heard that Chandra's classmates were going to show him some color, Rhett was really a little dazed.

Not for anything else, just because Rhett was also bullied by his classmates when he was a child.

Rhett remembers how it felt.

He really hated and regretted that he was incapable of resisting the bullying at that time... His whole body trembled when he thought of the bullying - this is not to say how weak he was back then, but... If that If he didn't adjust his mental state in time, maybe... maybe he was no different from the kid who killed his classmate with a wooden warehouse.

Rhett is very grateful that he did not choose those dire consequences.And in the same way, he also hopes that his children will not choose that way-obviously Chandra is much more assertive than he was when he was a child, which may have something to do with the family environment, and it can be said that Rhett is very grateful to the person who raised money. Ms. Della's cause too.

"But you can rest assured." Chandra stood beside Rhett, staring at the advertisement on the subway, "I won't do anything to them, and it's impossible to do anything to them."

"Huh?" Rhett snorted suspiciously, but said nothing.

"Of course I won't do anything." Chandra pulled the corners of his mouth down, showing a little bit of disdain, "If they bully me because they want to get into a good university...then something will happen .In fact, what do you think is the reason for bullying someone? Is it because you want to be admitted to a good university?"

Red, who had been bullied before, knew all too well that wasn't the case.

Maybe it's true in other countries, but in this country...in this state...the reasoning really doesn't hold water at all.

It's also not a place where grades can determine which university you go to.

Many people choose to win scholarships to study by playing basketball. As for their SAT scores, they are basically passable, not necessarily excellent... So, there must be something wrong.As a child he would have thought that other people weren't smart enough to be bullied, but apparently Chandra wasn't getting into trouble for that.

Franklin had no particular opinion about it either.

In fact, Franklin has never established the state that a child should have psychologically.

Because he knows that he does not belong to this world, and he also knows that he is actually a very advanced civilized creature if he really uses his abilities, so he has a special sense of superiority over the earthlings themselves.Not to mention that just after this sense of superiority was generated, he was turned into a vegetable by his own father with an antimatter wooden warehouse.

That is to say, the kid Franklin has a big heart. If someone else's kid had his abilities, he would basically be a bad kid.

Therefore, Franklin followed Chandra in a very unhappy state, and he rarely spoke.

"Actually speaking, I think it's a bit shameless for them to want to bully Franklin together." Chandra said, looking at Rhett with a half-smile, "What do you think, Dad?"

Rhett's hand trembled, and he almost screamed on the spot.

Although he knew it was such a thing, but suddenly someone called him dad... This feeling is really quite different.

This feeling is like being hit on the top of the head by a big pie for no reason, and... this big pie is still my favorite kind... Reid took two deep breaths to barely get himself excited The mood calmed down.

Chandra shrugged helplessly, reached out and pulled Franklin to stand beside him, while he himself carefully avoided other people around him, as if he really cared about touching this place with other people. something like that.

However, Rhett saw something unusual in Chandra's movements. He turned around, held the two children in his arms, and twisted the tan Cambridge bag that had been on his back all the time. Fucked the man who was standing behind Chandra.

I have to say that the Cambridge bag is tough.

Too tough!

It belongs to the kind of hard bag that can be used as a murder weapon if two books are put inside it-not because the book is too thick, but because the leather of the bag is hard enough, basically it can be used as a thick machete, not to mention Said it was quite heavy.

This is matched with Rhett's bag for nearly 20 years. When he bought it, it was because it was hard enough and strong enough, and it would never go out of style!

So, just like that, his bag hit the man's ribs, causing the man to groan without saying a word.

Chandra gave Rhett a big grin as he did so.

Clearly, Rhett was right.

And this also made Rhett alert.He certainly didn't have this kind of experience himself - he was thin and dull, looked overly reserved, and... he was used to talking non-stop since he was a child, so few people would do anything wrong to him.But Chandra was different.

Rhett had to admit that Chandra's mother must be a great beauty.

So... the man he pissed off just now...

"No way, the evidence is not easy to find." Chandra helplessly made a face at Rhett, "But it doesn't matter, he won't have a good life——I wrote down his appearance, and when I go back, I will Draw a portrait and let García look it up—unless he doesn't live in the modern world, there's something wrong with him."

Red wanted very much to tell Chandra that this was wrong.

But he opened his mouth, and felt... After all, Chandra is the one being harassed, and he has the right to make any decisions, and indeed, there are cases where evidence cannot be obtained, and even if that is the case, there is no evidence that there is insufficient evidence. There is no way—otherwise, where did the word interrogation come from.

Feeling a little depressed, Rhett took them back to the apartment where he lived.

The place he rented is not too small. After all, he has many books to collect, and Diana... his mother, she has been in a very good state of mind since she heard that she has a grandson. The reason Rhett decided to bring the kids home.

Maybe...he really didn't need to be paranoid about anything to keep Diana from getting involved.

In fact, Diana did a good job when he was a child... and in his impression, it was his father who really abandoned his family.Although... in his father's eyes, his mother is the one who broke the family... It's not easy to explain, and Rhett doesn't want to understand the account.

He took out the key and opened the door, and the smell of food came to his nostrils.

Diana is cooking!

When Rhett reacted, he was a little stupid.

Immediately afterwards, he brought the two children into the room, quickly closed the door, and rushed to the kitchen—

With a sigh of relief.

Indeed Diana was cooking.

But fortunately... she was in a very good state of mind, so she cooked a large table of meals and did not show signs of illness.

"Oh, my boy, are you back?" Diana, Rhett's mother, is a schizophrenic patient, but she is extremely intelligent. In normal times, her wisdom makes many people ashamed.

"Where are my grandkids?" She put down the spatula and turned to get a large jug of juice from the refrigerator, "Come on, this is my special drink - iced orange juice, but I added a little avocado and passion fruit Fruit, and...my love." She smiled, "You are hidden in my heart, and they are hidden in your heart, my fruit."

As soon as she finished speaking, a dewy carnation was handed to her.

Rhett was taken aback.

The one who sent the flowers was Chandra, who had no flowers in his hand just now.

Chandra also smiled, and put the flower in front of Diana: "Then you are the queen of the flower, beautiful lady, please hold it."

Of the four people in the kitchen, only Franklin looked blank.

"Oh, he's just a kid!" Diana rubbed Franklin's face and said lovingly, "Have some drinks first, and then we'll have dinner."

This kind of drama full of family warmth can be said to be what everyone longs for-it is true that the key words are: family, warmth.

After dinner, Chandra took Franklin to help clean the table, Rhett helped wash the dishes, and Diana held the flower like holding a treasure and smelled it gently. She didn't watch TV or use the computer, Rhett Part of her old-school approach was inherited from her, and this approach also allowed her to protect her body in this era, which no one else could match.

For Rhett, it was arguably the best day he had ever had—seldom had he been so relaxed after get off work in the evening since picking Diana back from the nursing home.

She is too stubborn.

In addition to being stubborn, she is also too smart.

A stubborn and smart schizophrenic, this is the real reason that makes Reid a little bit broken-he was framed by "Mr. Scratch" because of this... But fortunately, the evidence points to Mr. Scratch, and he is proud of his innocence Released... However, his case still has to wait until Mr. Gu'an is scratched.

"Don't worry so much." Franklin turned on the TV unceremoniously. He likes to watch talent shows, and there are really good contestants among them—he needs to use all kinds of people to build his own universe. Help, and the better guys in the draft are also in line with his entertainment characteristics.

"Yeah, I agree with that," Diana nodded in agreement with Franklin, though she didn't know what Franklin was talking about. "Oh, that's a beautiful flower...it's so pretty."

"It won't fade," Chandra said. "You can wear it on your head or pin it on your clothes, and trust me dear grandma, only you deserve it."

This made Diana even happier.

Everyone likes to hear a good word, and Diana, even if she was smart, couldn't help it--and, she could tell, her grandson was telling the truth.

It's kind of hard to explain, but if it were to be explained...it could be some little superpowers of psychopaths.

She kisses Chandra on the forehead and holds the flower behind her ear, which does make her look even cuter.

However, what she didn't know was that there were indeed some special medicines in this flower-some potions, used to treat mental illnesses, at least, it could have a calming effect.

The author has something to say: Here is a poem by Tagore in the collection of birds.

It's the flower and the fruit

How far are you from me, fruit?

I hide in your heart, flower.