Qin's father and son

When Qin Siqing pushed open the door, Qin Lang glanced at him and got under the quilt.

It was a hot day, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the room, so Qin Lang was buried under the quilt.

Qin Siqing walked over and lifted his quilt, and Qin Lang angrily stared at Qin Siqing's smiling eyes.He thought Qin Siqing would say something, but Qin Siqing didn't say a word, just hugged him and rubbed Qin Lang's hair.

Rare tenderness.

When Qin Siqing was about to reach out to touch his head again, Qin Lang hid.He sat on the bed and looked at Qin Siqing and said, "You are not my father."

"Oh?" Qin Siqing seemed a little surprised, then looked at him with a smile, "I'm not your father, who is your father?"

"Zhang Xiaomao said I picked it up. You are not my father, and I don't have a mother. I was born of a stone!" Qin Lang stood up angrily, and stretched out his hand to push Qin Siqing, "Go away! I hate you!"

Qin Siqing took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hand and pressed him under him, looking at Qin Lang who was flushed with anger and sighed slightly. "Why am I not your father, you eat my clothes, wear mine and use mine, with my blood running down your body, how dare you say such unfilial words?"

"You're not! You're not!" Qin Lang kicked and beat Qin Siqing, tearing off Qin Siqing's glasses during the struggle.

Qin Siqing's originally gentle face turned cold all of a sudden, Qin Lang was so frightened that his hands were startled, look, it's just that he accidentally pulled his glasses off.He is definitely not his father.Qin Lang felt even more uncomfortable at the moment, lying on the bed with his nose twitching, but the tears refused to come out, and he stared at Qin Siqing stubbornly.

The reason for Qin Siqing's cold face was not because Qin Lang tore off his glasses, but because Qin Lang was playing with his temper and making trouble non-stop.This brat refused to give in, Qin Siqing couldn't think of a way to punish him, he had no choice.

"Who says I'm not your father? I'm not your father. I've already thrown away your heartless little bastard. It also saves me from worrying so much."

Qin Siqing got up and pulled the little bastard up, making him stand up straight and look into his eyes, "Your mother died. She died the day you were born."

Such a sentence is told to a four-year-old child with such a serious expression, and anyone who sees it will say Qin Siqing's fault.But these words unexpectedly made Qin Lang lose his temper.

Qin Siqing told him that his mother died to give birth to him.Qin Siqing also told him not to say such things in the future.Sorry for his mother, sorry for the woman who died to give birth to him.

Qin Siqing finally said that her mother loves Qin Lang very much, and her father also loves Qin Lang very much.

Qin Lang's expression that day, he stared at Qin Siqing's eyes in a daze, as if possessed by a demon, and he couldn't recover for a long time.I can't tell if I was scared or what.

When Qin Lang was six years old, Qin Siqing sent him to kindergarten, and it was at this time that Qin Siqing saw the Zhang Xiaomao that Qin Lang was talking about.

One eye is very big, thin and black.Carrying a dirty schoolbag and fighting with a group of children, he is a bully.When he saw Qin Lang coming, he ran here. He rushed up and opened his mouth to say something to Qin Lang.It can be seen that there are adults around Qin Lang and he stopped talking, and stood one meter away from Qin Lang and shouted: "Qin Lang."

Qin Siqing held Qin Lang's hand.Today's Qin Lang is cleanly dressed, his hair is neatly cut, and he is carrying a new schoolbag.Grandma Qin Lang spent the whole morning doing this, changing clothes one after another, and took him to the best barbershop in town to cut his hair yesterday.Thinking about how he couldn't let Qin Lang go to school for the first time to be compared to others.

But when Qin Lang sat on the back seat of Qin Siqing's bicycle, Grandma Qin Lang's face was full of hatred.

It stands to reason that the Qin family is so rich, it is not a problem to buy a car for Qin Siqing.It's just that Qin Siqing just doesn't want to live or die, saying that the school is not far away, so there is no need to be so exaggerated.No matter what Grandma Qin Lang said, Qin Siqing still rode that bicycle every day.

The neighbors in the neighborhood all said that Qin Siqing was good-tempered, easy to get along with, and down-to-earth.

It's just that the person who knows Qin Lang's true temperament has a different evaluation from what others said.Grandma Qin Lang felt that Qin Siqing had a stubborn temper and said what he said, and he seemed gentle on the surface, but he was a little cold-blooded in his bones.Grandpa Qin Lang thinks that this son is good everywhere, the only bad thing is that he has no ambitions.Although it is good not to pursue fame and wealth, but you can’t be a poor teacher. It’s not a good choice to choose this one. I don’t have much money. I’m afraid I can’t even support myself, let alone have a child.

Now it's Qin Lang's turn.Qin Lang thinks, thinks...

He thought for a while, but suddenly couldn't speak.

Qin Siqing would beat herself up and scold herself, but she also hugged and kissed herself, and scratched her back every night to make him fall asleep.Now I will send myself to school every day and pick me up after school.For a moment, Qin Lang didn't know whether to say his father was good or bad.

"Hey, these students are really difficult to teach." When get out of class was over, Teacher Wang returned to the office with a headache. Qin Siqing was drinking tea, holding a milky white cup with slender and fair fingers, which looked good, and his glasses were blurred by the fog. It looks very soft.

Teacher Wang thought to himself, the young master of this rich family is so good-looking that he looks like a fairy even drinking tea.

"Ms. Qin, the students in your class are really good. If only those little bastards in my class were half as safe as the students in your class. Hey. I will lose most of my life teaching this class." Teacher Wang said After drinking a cup of tea, I sat in my seat and looked at the test paper and sighed. "Look, there are quite a few people who handed in blank papers and only filled in a name."

"They're still students, a bunch of kids, it would be great if they could be disciplined more strictly." Qin Siqing took off his glasses to wipe the fog from the lenses, speaking in a very soft voice, as if he had lost his bones.

Teacher Wang was a little curious about how he disciplined the students, and why those students were so obedient.

In the afternoon, Teacher Wang passed by Qin Siqing's class, stood outside and listened quietly for a while, and felt that there was no difference, why didn't he explain it to the students in the same way.But why are these students so well-behaved and quiet, taking notes and asking questions one by one, but there is no one who sleeps or passes notes, or is mischievous.Teacher Wang couldn't find the reason, so he was very puzzled, very puzzled.

When the school was over at noon, she met Teacher Yang who was going to the cafeteria for lunch. Qin Siqing smiled at her, and it was true that she seldom talked when she was in the same place.

Qin Siqing seldom had any intimate behaviors with other female teachers, and when they met, she just smiled and said hello.The school's female teachers secretly praised Qin Siqing for being upright, not frivolous, and a good man.

"Teacher Qin, you're going home." Teacher Yang also returned with a smile on his face, but as soon as he said this, his face turned red, and he felt embarrassed to see Qin Siqing.

Qin Siqing nodded: "Well, go to the kindergarten to pick up my son earlier."

"Has your son gone to school? Where did he go to school?"

"Well, it's the kindergarten not far from here, just two streets away." Qin Siqing kept smiling at her.

"Really, my nephew and I also go to school there." Teacher Yang said with his head down.

"That's it." Qin Siqing smiled, "It's getting late, I won't bother you to eat, I'll go first."

"Don't bother, don't bother." Teacher Yang raised her head and shook her head violently. At this time, Qin Siqing had already walked to the corner of the stairs and was about to disappear. She bit her lip and smiled like a young girl in Huaichun. This is the most she talked to Qin Siqing Once again, Teacher Yang's face was so red that he was about to bleed, his eyes were full of shyness and joy, and he walked into the cafeteria with a vain footstep.

I was bumped into by Teacher Wang on the way, and Teacher Wang asked kindly: "Mr. Yang, are you sick? Please ask for leave if you have something to do, don't carry it."

On the way Qin Siqing went to pick up Qin Lang, he saw a seller of candied haws. Seeing that Qin Lang usually likes to eat sweets, he bought two bunches to coax him. He refused to go to school in the morning, but now he can endure the whole morning at school. It's already very good, but I might have to play with my temper when I go home.

When he arrived at the gate of Qin Lang's school, Qin Lang was already standing there waiting, with his teacher beside him.

It's just that Qin Lang's clean clothes in the morning are already dirty, grass clippings are still stuck to his head, and his schoolbag is crookedly carried on his back.His brows were frowned, and his mouth was tightly pursed.Seeing Qin Siqing coming, her eye circles turned red.

Seeing Qin Lang's miserable appearance, Qin Siqing asked, "What's the matter?"

When Teacher Liu saw Qin Siqing coming, he put on a smile on his face: "Oh, it's nothing, kid, I had a little conflict with the kid." Qin Siqing didn't even look at Teacher Liu, and took Qin Lang's hand: "Qin Lang , Dad is asking you, didn't you hear?"

Teacher Liu smiled with some embarrassment and guilt, Qin Lang didn't speak, and kept his mouth shut, he was afraid that he would cry when he opened his mouth.

Qin Siqing frowned.

At this time, a black boy slipped out of the school gate. He stood behind Qin Lang and said: "The teacher's son went to grab Qin Lang's eraser. Qin Lang refused to give it, and the two started fighting. The teacher's son cried when he lost, and then the teacher beat him. Qin Lang."

The child suddenly jumped out and surprised Teacher Liu, and felt embarrassed for a while when another child told the story.Suddenly he opened his mouth at a loss: "I, I...don't listen to children talking nonsense..."

"I didn't talk nonsense!" That black boy was Zhang Xiaomao, who usually liked to fight with Qin Lang, but today he spoke for Qin Lang unexpectedly.After speaking, he was carried away with his schoolbag on his back.

Qin Siqing looked at Qin Lang with red eyes, and said in a low voice: "This kid is not good, and he is causing trouble for the teacher. I will teach him a good lesson when I go back."

After finishing speaking, he showed a smile to Teacher Liu.

"Where...where..." Teacher Liu's face flushed with guilt, but Qin Siqing took Qin Lang away without saying a word, and said: "Go home and see how I teach you."

Qin Lang didn't speak all the way, and Qin Siqing didn't scold him or comfort him.

The father and son returned home in silence, and Qin Siqing stopped the car.Qin Lang sat on the back seat and didn't know when the tears flowed on his face, but he was still stubborn and refused to make a sound.

Qin Siqing reached out to wipe away his tears: "Why are you crying?"

Qin Lang didn't speak, tears fell down his face mixed with the mud, Qin Lang may be young, he doesn't know what grievance is, he has grown up and received this kind of treatment, no one in the family usually spoils him, let him alone.

"Don't cry, beat him back next time you see him. You can't beat him at school, beat him back when the teacher is not around, it hurts and beats you hard." Qin Siqing wiped his face bit by bit, with a soft voice, It seems to be saying: The weather is so good today.

"Where did the teacher hit you?" Qin Siqing took off his dirty clothes, Qin Lang pointed to his arm: "She pinched my hand."

Sure enough, there were several bruises on Bai Nen's arm, Qin Lang sniffed: "I hate her the most!"

"Then don't let her teach."

Qin Lang looked down at Qin Siqing, who was obviously a smiling father, why is it so scary?