Help, I was forced into marriage by a monster!

The little baby stretched out a white and tender hand and pulled Song Yinzhi's clothes corner, raised his head, his wax-like eyes sparkled with water, he looked as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Xueqiu is good, brother is not leaving, brother will help you buy ice cream, and I will be right back." Song Yinzhi knelt down and rubbed the baby's soft hair.

Teacher Xiaolu also chased after him. Hearing about Feng Qi's "dominant" deeds yesterday, he knew that Xiao Douding had a bad temper, so he didn't even dare to touch him, so he had to keep a safe distance from him, and coaxed:

"What flavor of ice cream duck does Xueqiu like? Strawberry? Or peach? Can I ask my brother to buy it for you?"

The little baby directly filtered out Mr. Xiaolu's enthusiastic comfort, pretending that there was no such person, and didn't bother to talk to her, but his little hand was still stubbornly grabbing the corner of Song Yinzhi's clothes.

Song Yinzhi understands that because this child left his parents at such a young age, in his short life, he rarely met someone like himself who devoted all his efforts to love and take care of him, so now I was like a lifeline to him.

However, the meaning of early childhood education for children is more to help shape an independent and kind personality, so they don’t want to be accompanied by parents during the class. Isn’t this putting the cart before the horse.

"Then what flavor of ice cream do we Xueqiu want?" Song Yinzhi gently hugged the baby, and pointed his little finger to a cold drink shop not far away, "Look, there is your favorite orange flavor, There is also my brother's favorite watermelon flavor, if you count the snowballs by dozens in the classroom, my brother will come back, okay?"

The little baby lowered his head slowly and did not speak.

Song Yinzhi looked at his little face that was about to collapse to the ground, and hurriedly reached out his hand to touch his bulging cheeks, and then stretched out his little finger: "Shall we pull the hook?"

Looking at Song Yinzhi's pinky finger that was as shiny as a sliced ​​onion root, the little baby finally raised his little finger slowly and hooked Song Yinzhi's finger.

"Pull the hook, make another stamp." Song Yinzhi touched the baby's forehead with his forehead, then got up and pushed him in front of Teacher Xiaolu, "Then brother, go there first, count to ten."

Baby Feng Qi pursed his lips tightly, and his thin eyebrows were tightly knit together.

He looked at Song Yinzhi for a long time, and then let go of his little hand anxiously.

"Come on, tell brother to come back soon~" Teacher Xiaolu said, and waved at Song Yinzhi.

Feng Qi's little baby raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of longing. Although Song Yinzhi was in the cold drink shop less than 30 meters away from him, he still felt that there was an insurmountable galaxy between the two of them.

He followed Mr. Xiaolu slowly to the classroom, thinking one, two, three in his heart——

****

"Yinzhi, your uncle at the work unit has already helped you clear it up. Be sincere and go back to apologize. He is a big leader, so he won't care about you, a big kid. Did you understand what Mom said. "

It's always "Did you understand", not "I can't explain clearly".

Song Yinzhi held the phone, even though it was scorching summer, he still felt the air-conditioning blowing into his bones.

"Speaking, are you dumb again? Mom spent more than [-] yuan for you to enter the state-owned enterprise. The coffin was built for you. You are not a child anymore. Don't let mom worry about you at such an old age. Will it work?"

Looking at the crowds coming and going on the street, Song Yinzhi asked slowly:

"I understand your thoughts. You think that state-owned enterprises are an iron rice bowl, with good benefits and suitable for retirement. I understand all these, but after all these years, have you ever asked me what I really want?"

"What do you want, is it important? Can what you want ensure that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life?! Your father died early, and I worked hard to raise you. What am I doing for myself? Am I doing it for myself? How many years have I been living, and I have to make such a big gesture with you for those belongings that cannot be brought into the coffin? Didn't I do it for you and hope you will have a better life in the future?!"

Mother's voice was still piercing as always, even through the phone, Song Yinzhi's eardrums hurt from scratching.

He took a deep breath and calmed down.

"I'm working here very well now, and I can get my salary soon after a full month. I don't have to fight with my colleagues here. I like this kind of life, and it can also ensure that I have no worries about food and clothing."

"Oh, you like taking care of children, don't you?" The mother sneered disdainfully on the other end of the phone, "I will introduce someone to you later, and they will ask you what you do. I said that you are a nanny and take care of children. How do you make people think of me? What do you think of you?"

"It's their business, it has nothing to do with me." This is probably the first time Song Yinzhi has quarreled with his mother in 24 years, so that when he said this, he kept beating a small drum in his heart.

"Okay, don't talk about it anymore. You don't care about this matter. I am your mother. If I let you come back, you have to come back." The mother's voice suddenly rose an octave, "Pack up your things, and I will see you the day after tomorrow at the latest." to your person, otherwise, Mom will pick you up in person."

Throwing down such a sentence, the mother didn't give herself a chance to reply, and hung up the phone abruptly.

The moment the phone was hung up, Song Yinzhi's tense body suddenly relaxed.

He was sitting on a bench outside, with half-thawed ice cream in his hand, the pale yellow ice cream slid down his thin white fingers, little by little, forming a puddle of orange-scented water on the ground depression.

It's been like this since he was very young. My mother always only asked him if he had achieved it, not whether he was tired or wanted it, as if he never had the right to choose in his life.

Forget it, it's time to admit fate.

Song Yinzhi stood up, threw the completely melted ice cream into the trash can, took out a tissue to wipe off the ice cream on the floor, wiped his hands at last, and walked slowly into the early education center.

Just entered the gate of the early education center, just in time for get out of class to end.

The group of mothers rushed forward and surrounded the teacher, and couldn't wait to ask about their baby's condition. After receiving the teacher's seemingly positive praise, they immediately became overjoyed, hugged their baby and kissed wildly, leaving a mark on the babies' faces. Lipsticks in various shades.

Feng Qi's little baby was also standing there, hugging his little fox water bottle, his expression on his face was like that of Antarctic ice, his light-colored eyes were staring at a certain place without focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Yinzhi walked over and gently hugged the baby to comfort him. He didn't dare to hug and kiss the baby like those mothers. After all, this is not his own child, and after all, he will say goodbye soon.

"Our Xueqiu is so good. We have finished class seriously." Song Yinzhi tried his best to conceal his fatigue and put on a smiling face.

The little baby glanced at him, then walked out without looking back while holding his water bottle.

"Ah, that, Feng Qi's brother? I have some questions about the baby and I want to ask you for advice." Teacher Xiaolu managed to get away from the crowd of parents, and hurried over to call Song Yinzhi to stop.

Seeing that the baby was about to walk to the door, Song Yinzhi had no choice but to say to the teacher, "Call me later, I'll go and see the child."

The little baby walked out, completely ignoring Song Yinzhi who kept calling his name from behind.

But Song Yinzhi was taller and had longer legs than the baby, so he stepped in front of the baby in a few steps, blocking his way.

Song Yinzhi squatted down and looked at Feng Qi seriously:

"Snowball, what's wrong with you, are you unhappy? Can brother know why?"

Baby Feng Qi turned his head away, holding the water bottle stubbornly in his small hands, without speaking, his small face was so tense that it could be used as a slingshot.

"You don't want to say, can brother guess? It's because brother hasn't come in to accompany you after you counted to ten, right?" Song Yinzhi gently took the baby's little hand.

But was thrown away by the baby.

It seems that this is indeed the case, what a temperamental baby.

Speaking of it, it seems that in order to appease this little Douding temporarily, I have made many unfulfilled promises, such as promising to take him to the zoo, never leaving him for half a step, and coming back by myself after dozens of counts.

Children are different from adults. What they want is very simple. Even the trivial things are enough to make them look forward to it, because that is all they want now.

But this kind of expectation was repeatedly frustrated by adults' careless promises.

They finally realized that they had been lied to.

Song Yinzhi sighed slightly, then grabbed Feng Qi's little hand again, looked at his little face, and said seriously: "Brother knows I was wrong, I'm sorry, can you give me another chance?"

Baobao Feng Qi glanced at him indifferently, walked around Song Yinzhi and walked forward.

Song Yinzhi had no choice but to follow closely behind the baby.

The baby is young, his body is not fully developed, and he still stumbles when he walks. Combined with his small mouth pouting out of anger, Song Yinzhi actually wants to laugh when he looks at it.

"Honey, if we go any further, we won't be able to go home." He quickly picked up Xiaodouding, hugged him, and put on a sun hat for him.

Xiao Douding twisted his body and struggled a few times, but after all, his ability was limited, and his struggle was the same as scratching an itch in Song Yinzhi's eyes.

Song Yinzhi hailed a taxi casually, took the baby into the car, hugged the destination politely to the master, and looked down at the baby's every move.

The little baby was sitting on Song Yinzhi's lap, his two little hands were tightly clenched.

Song Yinzhi smiled helplessly: "Snowball still doesn't want to talk to brother?"

Baby Feng Qi raised his head and glanced at him, then quickly withdrew his gaze and looked away, his small mouth was still stuck with glue, and he refused to speak.

Song Yinzhi stretched out his hand to gently hold the baby's little hand, and rubbed the baby's tightly clenched fingers with his thin white fingers: "Let's relax our fingers, okay, it will hurt if we keep holding on like this."

The little baby stubbornly withdrew his hand, not letting Song Yinzhi touch it.

Forget it, child, he has a great forgetfulness, even though he is angry now, he turned his head and looked like a nice person to you, Song Yinzhi no longer continued to beg for mercy from the baby, and simply let him go, and turned his head to look at the passing scenery outside the window ——

Mother is a man of one word, always strong, Song Yinzhi also knows that this matter is out of discussion, he has to go back, otherwise if mother is pushed into a hurry, she can really come to the door to get him.

So the top priority now is to quickly find the nanny who hasn't returned for a long time, or find the baby's parents, explain this matter to them, and find someone to come back to take care of the baby as soon as possible.

The first thing Song Yinzhi did after returning home was to search for traces left by his aunt all over the room, trying to find her hometown along these clues, but apart from leaving a phone number that could never be reached, the aunt had no contact information.

Song Yinzhi checked the company phone number of IZ Group from the Internet, and tried to call——

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty..."

Song Yinzhi checked the phone number again, confirmed that it was correct, and dialed again, but the number was still empty.

This is very strange.