bat baby

Time flies like a horse and time flies, and a few months have passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Teacher Jenny informed the children in the class that the kindergarten organized a masquerade party, and everyone can dress up as they like tomorrow.

As soon as the news came out, the children immediately exploded.

"I like Superman, tomorrow I will dress up as Superman!"

No one wants to pretend to be the same as others, Jack said his plan loudly, and looked at other students threateningly.

Many children who planned to pretend to be Superman lowered their heads aggrievedly, thinking about which of their remaining favorite heroes to pretend to be.

"I'm going to be Captain America!"

"I want to be Iron Man!"

"I want to be Wonder Woman!"

"I want to be a strawberry!"

"I want to be a donut!"

? ? ?It seems that something strange has been mixed in.

The children talked loudly about their favorite heroes, but Jing Mo remained silent.

Lucy, who decided to be Madame Curie, asked, "Asa, who are you going to be?"

Jing Mo raised his hand and announced loudly with great pride: "I want to be Grandpa Yuan Longping!"

Children in the United States don't know who Yuan Longping is. Many people often don't humbly ask for advice about their blind spots in knowledge, but laugh loudly.

Jack sneered particularly badly: "Who is that? A guy that no one knows, and only a little fool like you worships him."

Jingmo can tolerate Jack calling him a fool, but he absolutely does not allow anyone to insult his idol.

He charged and knocked Jack to the ground like an angry young buffalo.

Jack froze for a moment, then burst into tears.

Teacher Jenny was originally decorating the corridor outside, but when she heard the noisy voice in the classroom, she hurried to check.

Jing Moqi's cheeks were flushed, and he rode on Jack's body and punched him hard: "You are too bad! Why do you always insult others casually?! Why do you always bully me?! Why are you so annoying?! "

Jenny hurriedly went up to pull Jingmo away, and helped Jack up again. Jack stood up and blushed from crying, and kept yelling: "I just bullied you! You are a fool! You don't even know your own name! And you worship someone who doesn't know you?" Knowing fellow! You are a fool! The man you admire is also a fool!"

Jenny restrained Jack seriously: "Jack! How can you say that about your classmates?!"

Seeing that teacher Jenny, who has always been very gentle, was also yelling at him, Jack cried even harder, and rolled all over the floor like a slapstick: "The teacher is also yelling at me! You all bully me!"

Jenny's face was full of helplessness, and she coaxed in a warm voice. Jack cried unrelentingly. Jenny had no choice but to say, "In this case, you don't want to participate in tomorrow's event."

What can I do?When Jack heard it, he cried and rolled all over the floor. Jenny had no choice but to call the parents of the two children.

Jack's mother is a chubby woman, with the exact same expression as Jack's, she looks quite unfavorable, and she is dissatisfied when she opens her mouth: "I said teacher, why do you always invite parents? My time is also very precious."

Jenny explained the conflict between the two children, and Jack's mother was full of indifference: "What is this? It is what it is. What is wrong with what my child said?"

It was Jack and the others who caused trouble last time, so Jack's mother apologized directly, but this time she felt that it was just a quarrel between two children, and her son was beaten, how could this work?

Before Bruce arrived, Jingmo stood alone but strong in the office, facing everything alone.

Jing Mo clenched his fists to defend his idol: "Grandpa Yuan is not unknown! His hybrid rice has solved the problem of food and clothing for hundreds of millions of people in the world! He is a great hero! Your hero has saved many people. My hero also saved many people! Why do you insult him?!"

Jack's mother rolled her eyes: "Is that why you hit someone?"

Jing Mo was too young, he didn't know how to defend himself, he couldn't vent the grievance in his heart, he was so anxious that he burst into tears: "It's him, it's him who keeps bullying me!"

Jack's mother sneered: "What evidence do you have that Jack bullied you? Our Jack still has injuries on his face. Who is bullying whom?"

Jingmo looked at Teacher Jenny expectantly, hoping that she would speak a fair word, but Jenny avoided her eyes guiltily. She is a teacher and she must be responsible for every word she said. She had never heard Jack scolding her. Jingmo.

I can't say what Jack said about the little fool Jenny just now. After all, according to the current situation, Jack's mother might say that her son was beaten and scolded. What's wrong?

Even if Jenny blamed it together, then Jingmo really has no one to speak for him now.

But she has a suggestion: "Although I haven't heard it, if Jack really scolded Asa, the children in the class must have heard it."

Jack's mother sneered: "What proof can a group of three or four-year-old children have?"

Jing Mo cried out angrily, for the first time he felt indefinable.

When Jing Mo was facing the duties of an adult alone, Bruce arrived.

As soon as Jing Mo saw Bruce running over with tears all over his face, he threw himself into his father's arms: "Dad!"

The grievances and anger all turned into cries to vent.

Jenny had already told Bruce what had happened on the phone, and Bruce patted his crying son's trembling back.

"This lady." The sexy and deep voice contained anger: "Is your self-cultivation to bully a three-year-old child's father before he arrives?"

Jack's mother also recognized the richest man in Gotham who often made newspaper headlines. Faced with the anger of a rich man who was in a different world from her own, Jack's mother was very bullying and cowardly, and pulled Jack to apologize. After all, Jack's family also If you do business, if you offend Wayne, it will be difficult to do business in the future.

Bruce is not the kind to be unforgiving. After giving away his toys without his son's consent before, he has a strong sense of defending his son in front of outsiders.

"Ignorance is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you use ignorance as capital to show off. You like Superman. He has cool abilities and flies around every day to save people. Of course he is a hero."

Superman, who had been watching Batman all the time, shivered, and Batman's anger came straight to him.

"It's okay for you to like this kind of hero. I also funded Batman, but the hero my son likes is a hero who feeds people and saves hundreds of millions of people. Compared with those heroes who can't even afford the battle damage, Shouldn't these obscure heroes be loved?"

Bruce's tone softened, and he even said lightly that he disliked Superman and couldn't afford the war damage.

Jenny was moved to tears by Bruce's speech. She naturally knew this great old man, but she couldn't say these words from her standpoint.

Jing Mo put his arms around his father's neck, looking at him with bright eyes, is there anything more exciting than being wronged outside and getting his father's approval?

Superman felt that he was wronged. His opponents were all extremely destructive guys. He had tried his best to control the battle damage, and he was often teased by B.

The superpower is the rich Bruce Wayne, what is it to complain about his comrades for his son?For the sake of the next insurance war loss.

Superman, who did not admit that he was cowardly, shrugged generously.

After solving Jack's mother and son, Wayne and his son looked at the time, and it was getting late, so they might as well leave early.

After talking to Teacher Jenny, Bruce left the school with his son in his arms.

"Asa!" The girl's childish voice came from behind.

Bruce stopped in his tracks, and the little girl waved at him from afar: "I borrowed a computer from Teacher Lily! Grandpa Yuan is a great hero!"

Jing Mo was taken aback for a moment, then nodded happily: "Yeah!"

Then he waved to Lucy and left the school with his father.

Sitting in the batmobile, Jing Mo chatted with his father about his favorite hero: "I originally wanted to farm in the sea when I grew up, but Grandpa Yuan preempted me. Then I thought, how about going to Let’s plant it on the moon, osmanthus trees can be planted on the moon, and wheat can also be planted, but I am worried that Grandpa Yuan will be ahead again, so I want to choose a star far away.”

Bruce especially wanted his son to be down-to-earth first, and at least learn how to add and subtract within ten, but remembering the parenting scriptures that Afu had instilled in him, don't discourage the enthusiasm of the child, Bruce endured it.

That night, Jing Mo, who has perfectionist obsessive-compulsive disorder, found sadly that he was as round as him, and couldn't pretend to be Grandpa Yuan.

Jing Mo was extremely sad, he cried so sadly while hugging his white shirt.

Bruce had a headache from the noise: "Then you can change it."

Jing Mo is very stubborn: "But, but I have no one else to pretend to be!"

Isn't the person every son admires the most is his father?

Batman, who is admired by countless children, encountered Waterloo here with his own son.

A Fulai wiped Jing Mo's tears: "Maybe the young master can play a young Batman."

Jing Mo put on the clothes prepared by Ah Fu, looked left and right in front of the mirror, and tilted his head: "Dad?"

Ah Fu looked at the small Batman lovingly: "Yes, do you like Batman?"

"I like it, and I like Uncle Tony!"

After Batman came back from night patrol, the wound on his abdomen was so frightened that he bled blood.

What's this?Black red black red.

"Father! What do you think of me? Do I look good?" Since he couldn't pretend to be Grandpa Yuan, Jing Mo simply pretended to be the two people he liked.

Batman's helmet remains, but the top of his head is painted red, only Batman's black eye patch and collar remain black, and he is wearing a white shirt.

It was such a big red-headed long-tailed tit, Bruce couldn't bear to look straight at it, and he couldn't tell the truth to his son who was full of expectations: "You just want to be happy."

Although he didn't get a compliment, it was already the biggest encouragement for Jing Mo.

He happily went to the video with Uncle Tony.

"Wow! Long time no see, baby, what are you?" Tony drank the vegetable juice in one gulp, and Jing Mo applauded the face-saving seal especially.

"There will be a masquerade at school tomorrow, guess who I'm pretending to be?" Jing Mo spun around proudly.

Tony looked at Bruce behind Jingmo, hoping that he could give him some hints. Obviously, facing the fact that he is not the only father in his son's heart, it would be nice if he didn't dig a hole for you. Need a hint?

"Emmm, red-headed long-tailed tit?" Tony looked at Jingmo's little head.

Jing Mo's face puffed up: "Isn't it? I'm Batman of Steel and Rice now!"

"What?" Tony was a little surprised, he understands Batman, so what the hell is Batman of Steel and Rice?

Jing Mo pointed to the top of his head: "This is Iron Man's helmet, this is Dad's blindfold, and this is Grandpa Yuan's white shirt."

Jing Mo, who still doesn't give up on his idol, came up with a mix-and-match.

Iron Man's helmet only has a head, right?

For the baby's expectant gaze, Iron Man insists on his own principles, good-looking is good-looking, and bad-looking is not good-looking.

"Great idea!" gave a thumbs up.