Ling Sirui's parents in class two of the third year are a bit strange

The on-time dismissal time of Emperor Primary School is 16:00 in the afternoon, but considering that parents can only pick up their children after get off work, after 16:00, the school will have two hours of self-study, voluntary participation, and the school will be cleared at 19:00 at the latest.

At 16:00, the last class ended, and in the corridor outside the classroom, the parents of the students had already arrived, waiting for the parent-teacher meeting.

As soon as Hao Ke came up the stairs with a folder in hand, he was surrounded by enthusiastic parents.

"Ms. Hao, Mr. Hao has worked hard. I don't know how our child's test scores are this time?"

"Ms. Hao, I'm Cai Fei's mother, my lover has already contacted the Science Museum..."

"Ms. Hao, how is Du Tengda doing at school? I saw him always wriggling around at the back door just now. Is he always like this?"

Hao Ke nodded to show that he had heard all these things: "Don't worry, everyone, the children are doing well, and we will talk about it at the parent meeting."

The parents were appeased from the commotion.

Hao Ke walked through the crowd, greeted the math teacher who had just finished class, and approached the classroom.

"Students, our parent-teacher meeting is about to start. Your parents are waiting outside. Now please bring your parents to your seats."

Before Hao Ke finished speaking, the students stood up one after another, and the sound of tables and chairs rubbing against the ground could be heard endlessly. After the sound of chaotic running, adults crowded behind the desks in the classroom, making the tables and chairs look extraordinarily small.

After the seats were handed over to the parents, the children were led by Ms. Shu to leave first.

Standing in front of the podium, Hao Ke took out the paper materials needed for the parent meeting and arranged them neatly in order.

He raised his head and glanced across the classroom.

Looking at one place, Hao Ke frowned.

The little Ling Sirui was still sitting in his seat, and his parents didn't show up.

"Ling Sirui, come out with me." Hao Ke said.

Ling Sirui stood up from his seat with his neck shrunk, and walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag in his arms under the suspicious eyes of other parents.

Hao Ke was standing by the railing of the corridor, the sun had already slanted to the west, turning the white walls into golden red.

Ling Sirui hugged the small schoolbag to his chest, lowered his head and came to Hao Ke, and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, can I attend the parent meeting by myself?"

"Why, your father still can't come?" Hao Ke asked.

Ling Sirui agreed sullenly: "Well..."

Hao Ke guessed it.

"It's okay, teacher, call your father, let's talk, teacher." Hao Ke took out his mobile phone and called up Ling Xu's phone number.

Hao Ke has never seen such uncooperative parents. You must know that the third grade is a critical period for children's growth. Their psychology and way of thinking will undergo drastic changes. It requires the full cooperation of parents and the school to lay a solid foundation for the transition period of life. Foundation.

At this time, Hao Ke did not allow any student's family to lose the chain.

Ling Sirui raised his head suddenly and explained: "No, he was going to come, but because of some things, because..."

Hao Ke's finger rested on the contact: "What's the matter?"

Ling Sirui swallowed: "Because... work, yes, work matters."

Hao Ke pressed the call button without hesitation, and said, "Work is not as important as children's education. When you can't work, Ling Sirui, don't worry. The teacher came to communicate with your father. He must realize the seriousness of this matter." .”

Ling Sirui's gaze was blank for a while, with the meaning of smashing the pot.

The call is connected.

"Hello?" A male voice came from the other end of the phone.

Hao Ke immediately said: "Is Ling Sirui's father? I'm Ling Sirui's class teacher, Hao Ke. You didn't come to the parent meeting today. I want to know why? If it's not convenient now, we can make an appointment for an interview. When will you free one by one"

Hao Ke paused.

"What? You're not Ling Sirui's father? Then who are you?"

"Ah, sorry, sorry, wrong type."

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to be a little dumbfounded. After Hao Ke apologized again and again, he hung up the phone, looked at the screen of the phone suspiciously, read out a series of numbers, and asked Ling Sirui: "Isn't this the phone number your father left?"

Freshmen have to register their family contact information when they enroll. Other parents can't wait to write down all the information, but there is only Ling Sirui's family contact information. There is only one Ling Xu, mobile phone number 136********.

Hao Ke has checked it many times, he is always rigorous, and it is impossible for him to make mistakes.

Could it be that Ling Sirui's parents made a mistake on purpose?

This idea flashed through Hao Ke's mind, and then he shook his head to screen it out, it's impossible, who would leave a fake number at this time!

"What's your father's phone number?" Hao Ke asked Ling Sirui.

Ling Sirui bit his lower lip and said with difficulty: "Actually...he doesn't have the habit of looking at his mobile phone, no, it should be said that he doesn't use a mobile phone."

Hao Ke:? ? ?

Are there still people in this society who don't use mobile phones?

From an eighty-year-old woman to an eight-year-old child, who wouldn't swipe their phone several times a day? !

Hao Ke's grandma would give likes to relatives in Moments next to each other.

"Impossible," Hao Ke asked hesitantly, "Then how do you contact him?"

"We will meet at the agreed place." Ling Sirui frowned, "If...not busy, he will stay at home, and I can see him when I get home."

well.

"Where is your home? Give the address to the teacher." Hao Ke immediately opened the memo.

"This..." Ling Sirui's face turned pale again, with a look of extreme annoyance on his face, as if he was regretting why he brought up the topic of "home". He muttered for a while, and finally raised his head, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Teacher, let me attend the parent meeting by myself today. Tomorrow, I promise to let him contact you tomorrow."

The bell rang a second time, and the other parents were still in the classroom waiting for the meeting.

"...Okay." Hao Ke hesitated and said, "Be sure to let him contact me. Let's go in first."

"Yeah, thank you teacher!" Ling Sirui seemed to be pardoned, and a layer of mist even filled his deer-like eyes.

Hao Ke walked into the classroom, and Ling Sirui followed him with a small schoolbag in his arms, and once again received the attention of all the parents in the class.

In the next two hours, Ling Sirui transformed from a strange poor child who attended the parent-teacher meeting to a "child from other people's family" sought after by the parents in the class, especially Du Tengda's mother, who kept taking pictures from behind Ling Sirui's shoulder, touched his head, and asked him with a smile on the test paper for full marks.

"Hey, it's really fate. You can't help it at all. If you look at other people's children, their parents don't care about them. They can be so good. Look at Du Tengda!"

After the parent meeting, Du Tengda's mother was still complaining bitterly.

The parents patted Ling Sirui's head again and again, hoping to get some fairy spirit from the head of "other people's children" and bless their own Yumu's head.

Of course, the most frequently asked by parents is: "Why didn't your parents come today?"

"Do you want uncle/aunt to take you home?"

Facing the enthusiastic parents, Ling Sirui shrank his neck in fear.

Hao Ke stepped forward and said to Ling Sirui: "Are you hungry? Do you have something to eat when you go home?"

Ling Sirui shook his head.

Hao Ke took Ling Sirui to the faculty cafeteria, used the teacher card to pay for one meat, two vegetables, one soup, two servings of rice, and brought them to the dining table near the window.

Although Ling Sirui was small, he had a good appetite, and quickly ate up the meat dishes, leaving the vegetarian dishes and rice untouched.

When he came back to his senses, the meat dishes were gone.

Ling Sirui raised his head in embarrassment, and secretly looked at Hao Ke.

"I like sweet and sour pork so much? Do you want another plate?" Hao Ke laughed.

"Hmm..." Ling Sirui agreed in a low voice. In the afterglow of the setting sun, Teacher Hao's smile was so gentle.

"Do you have any taboos?" Hao Ke stood up.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, and Hao Ke took out the mobile phone to have a look.

[Reminder] There are 16 unread messages from the group chat security team.

Only then did Hao Ke remember that he wanted to answer the fox’s question, so he quickly clicked on the group chat, and first glanced at the large group of teachers and staff. No one knew the fox, only a group of young teachers called it so cute and wanted to adopt it.

He switched back to the security team, and was about to reply that the search for the owner had failed, when he suddenly found people in the group discussing the whereabouts of the fox nervously.

Teacher Liu from the security team: The ones locked in the cage only have one meal, and they are gone!Do you think it's strange!

Teacher Liu of the Security Team: [Photo]

Teacher Liu of the security team: I searched around but couldn't find it!

Teacher Cao from the security team: Don’t worry, Lao Liu. Foxes can shrink their bones. They must have squeezed through the railing. If you didn’t open the door, check to see if there are any windows open.

Other security teachers also came up with ideas.

While Hao Ke was watching, news kept popping up on the screen.

Teacher Liu from the security team: The east window is open...fuck it!

Teacher Liu of the Security Team: [Photo]

Hao Ke clicked on the big picture and saw that it was the wardrobe in the security team lounge. It was in a mess, as if it had just been ransacked by a burglar.

"Ms. Hao, how about...I don't want to eat, you should do your work first..." Ling Sirui said weakly.

It was only then that Hao Ke remembered that he was going to cook meat for his child, and quickly put his phone back in his pocket: "It's okay, I'm not busy, I'll make meat for you right now."

After speaking, Hao Ke said to himself again: "Strange, how did the fox escape?"

"Clap" sounded.

Hao Ke turned his head and saw Ling Sirui's chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Wait, I'll get you another pair one by one" Halfway through Hao Ke's words, Ling Sirui had already jumped up, and with a sway, he jumped in front of Hao Ke, grabbed his sleeves tightly, and looked at him nervously.

"Fox, where is it?"

"Tell me, where is that fox?"

Hao Ke looked at Ling Sirui's seat in surprise, and then at where he was standing. The distance is not that close, and Ling Sirui jumped right over.

"In the security room, do you know that fox?" Hao Ke turned on the phone and showed Ling Sirui the photo of the fox.

Ling Sirui held his breath.

"Yeah," he murmured, staring at the screen, "what the hell is he doing... so embarrassing..."

"Huh? Who are you talking about?" Hao Ke was confused.

"Ling Xu..." Ling Sirui replied subconsciously, then, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly added, "A pet."

Hao Ke was taken aback.

He pointed to the helpless fox trapped on the ground by the anti-riot fork on the screen: "Is this your father's pet?"

"Yes." Ling Sirui nodded and replied seriously, "It's my dad's pet one by one."