The boss always thought we were looking at each other

Lao Jiang really didn't expect that he would go out with his wife on May [-]st for a vacation, and he could stop by the police station for a drink of tea. His group of students really think about themselves, and they are afraid that he will sit around all day and make something wrong.

When they arrived at the police station, they happened to run into Yan Zhengsong who came to pick him up, and they hurriedly nodded to each other.

"Are you here to pick up the child?" Old Jiang forced a smile. It was a professional habit. When he met a parent, he would inevitably greet him or something.

Although the two had talked on the phone many times, there was no reason for anyone to recognize the other when they met for the first time.

"what..."

Yan Zhengsong, leaning on crutches, answered in a vain manner.How could Yan Zhengsong dare to take another look? The person in front of him is decent, and the children he taught must be upright. It's not like the two of his family. One doesn't look like a good thing, and the other doesn't. what a good thing.

Since both of them came to pick up the child, it must be that they fought and did not run away.

Yan Zhengsong nodded silently, and would catch He Ci and scold him as soon as he entered later, so that he wouldn't feel too sad when he scolded their family Xiaoyan.

Huh.

When Lao Jiang saw that the old man was so old, he would really beat people and children out of order. Just thinking about the old man falling and touching the porcelain, he was afraid for a while, how could he dare to think about it later? thing.Secretly, he couldn't help scolding those brats in his class with their heads covered.

As soon as he enters later, he will first express his position and scold his favorite class leader first. This is not to kill others.

The two looked friendly and pushed me into the police station. Sure enough, as soon as they entered, they saw a group of people standing in a row at the base of the wall.

Lao Jiang and Yan Zhengsong looked at each other and tried to evade each other. Seeing that the other party had no intention of backing down, they opened their mouths to scold, fearing that they would be one step behind the other party and fall behind.

"He Ci, how do I usually teach you! I usually look at you upright, your eyes are eyes and noses are noses, why have you indulged like this during the May Day holiday? I've heard that you don't learn well from Yan Yu, The two of them are still competing for a partner, why did they fall in love with a little girl, their friendship broke down, and they became so confidant in a rage, and they called themselves in?"

"Xiaohe, you bastard, why don't you learn well? Even if you have good grades, you can't bring our Yanyan to fight, no, so how can I rest assured to bring our Xiaoyan to you, and you, Xiaoyan, look Look at the flesh on your arm, who can you beat, did you let others take advantage of you, tell me, grandpa killed him and me?"

He Ci: "..."

Yan Zhengsong: "..." Isn't that what you said? It doesn't sound right, what do you mean, do two people fall in love with the same little girl?

Lao Jiang: "..." What does it mean to be worried about handing over the words and metaphors to He Ci, and hand over the man to the man?

Hearing what he said, Yan Zhengsong was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that he might be on the wrong team, and that he could still commit such a thing when he was a lot older, so it must be because he met the teacher of the two poor children. The more he thought about it, the more ashamed and flustered his face became.

Lao Jiang immediately realized that the relationship between the two of them was not in the same camp. If so, the matter would be much easier to handle. He Ci is not an unreasonable person. It's He Ci Zhanli.

But he still couldn't figure out what it means to hand over words to He Ci?

"Then what..." Yan Yu poked his head out from behind He Ci's shoulder, pouted, motioning them to look at Lin Zhao, "Grandpa, teacher... I really beat him up, He Ci didn't do anything, just Just stood and watched..."

"It's reasonable for him to stand and watch. As the class monitor, watching the students in his class beating..." Lao Jiang glanced away, saw Lin Zhao sitting on the stool, the corners of his mouth twitched, and what he wanted to say suddenly Stuck in my throat, I don't know what to say.

It's fine if it's a fight with the society, but why is it a fight with the student council president of their school.

Lao Jiang was muttering in his heart, when he suddenly heard a rush of high-heeled shoes coming from outside the door, he screamed inwardly. He had heard it a long time ago, and Lin Zhao's stepmother was not easy. .

He Ci is alone, why can't he stand up for his students?

When Song Meiyun heard Lin Zhao's phone call, how could she dare to delay, she is now dependent on others, she wants status but no status, she wants children and no children, the hundreds of thousands that she brought over back then have already been squandered, so she can't put Lin Zhao in her hands and cherish her Only by making his father feel comfortable can he be her Mrs. Lin well.

Who knew that as soon as he came in, he saw He Ci, who was the most dazzling in the crowd, and He Jin, who was tightly hugged by Zhao Qingqing, and immediately froze in place.

Who would have thought that the first meeting with her daughter would be unpleasant, and the second meeting was even more outrageous, actually at the police station.

Song Meiyun couldn't bear the fact that her child would grow more and more crooked under the influence of someone like He Ci, especially when she glanced at Lin Zhao whose mouth was bleeding from Yan Yu's beating, she couldn't bear it in her heart.

Looking at Song Meiyun's appearance, Lin Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth calmly, accidentally touching the wound, and his painful facial expression was a bit embarrassing, but at this time, who would care about those indecent movements?

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows unconsciously, as if he was watching a good show, hoping that the two of them would fight here, and it would be best if neither of them left, and they would all be detained here.

Zhong Yi was the closest to him, and when he saw Lin Zhao's contemptuous and mocking expression, he subconsciously froze for a moment, as if he did not expect such an expression to appear on the always elegant and gentle Lin Zhao.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and everyone seemed to be waiting for the other party's next move, but suddenly heard a crisp applause.

He Ci tilted his face, the left side of his cheek was burning with pain, but he didn't seem to notice it, his eyes were closed, and the dark eyes looked at the woman who only reached his shoulder in front of him without emotion. Going crazy, cursing those ugly words in his mouth.

"He Ci, you can do it right now," Song Meiyun said angrily, "It's fine if you kidnap my daughter, but now you even beat my son. You haven't learned anything from that bastard father of yours. The bad ones are learned one by one, right?"

"Where is the police! I want to find the police, I want to call the police, he abducted my daughter!"

"Asshole, he didn't just intentionally hurt my son, he trafficked people!"

numbness.

He didn't know how many times he had heard words like this.

Li Zeming and the others beside him were dumbfounded. They never expected He Ci's life experience to be so bizarre, and they couldn't figure out the situation for a while. After all, it was a family matter, so it was hard to speak up.

"You're sick!" Yan Yu pointed at Lin Zhao beside him, "I beat him up, so what's your ability to bully He Ci?"

"Oh, why, it's a big deal after raising He Ci for a few years. Besides, did you raise it? It was raised by He Ci's father. It's better for you to take the money that the father left for the two children and run away! Jinjin When you were three or four years old, you were so hungry that you couldn’t eat, you couldn’t afford to go to school, and your eyes were inflamed and dead, where were you?”

"He Ci abduction? You go ask Jin Jin, you ask her if she would recognize you, when He Ci's father was rich, you were He Ci He Jin's mother, and if something happened to someone else's son, it was your son. What qualifications do you have to be a mother?"

The tip of the tongue is sour, and I really dare not think that He Ci, who was only so old in those years, would go from house to house to work as soon as he was out of school. If one job is not enough, he will get two jobs. He didn't dare to buy a good one, and wanted to save money for Jinjin's eyes. He insisted on relying on the anti-inflammatory drugs and gauze that were recorded as one or two yuan in the school doctor's office for three years.

Everyone clamored to make He Ci responsible, whoever was responsible for his He Ci, who was responsible for He Ci's three years!

"Why did you hit He Ci?"

Yan Yuqi's chest was heaving violently, and when he wanted to go forward to continue reasoning with Song Meiyun, he was suddenly dragged behind him by He Ci.

Probably He Ci is so gentle, obviously he is the one who should be wronged the most, when he was pulling Yan Yu, he was still unreasonably gentle, and he didn't dare to use much strength, so he flirtatiously protected him behind him.

"Don't talk to her." He Ci said.

He raised his hand to wipe Yan Yu's tears of grievance, "Why are you crying, your head should be swollen."

"I won't cry!" Yan Yu felt even more aggrieved when he heard He Ci's words, "We will not be aggrieved."

For the first time, Yan Yu lost his temper in front of Yan Zhengsong, and it was only then that Yan Zhengsong noticed the little girl who was being hugged in the corner.

The little one has yellow hair, obvious malnutrition, and crooked hair. One eye looks like a fake, and it doesn't move. When it looks at you, it has a faint timidity.

But the little girl looks very delicate. If the little girl's eyes are fine, she should be a very beautiful little girl. Her face is also washed clean, and she is well dressed. She wears a small famous brand on her body. Ci is raised with care.

Yan Zhengsong's heart was slightly moved, He Ci was dressed in ordinary clothes, but he never treated this little girl badly, and the card was also given to Xiaoyan, who was able to resist rebellion at a young age, just for this courage, even some people can't match it in their lifetime of.

Lao Jiang didn't expect this story to go in such a direction. Who would have guessed that Lin Zhao's stepmother was actually He Ci's real mother.

"Ms. Song," Lao Jiang stepped forward, laughing, "What about your family affairs, you can deal with them at home, not to mention that He Ci, as an older brother, is considered abducting children?"

"Isn't he considered kidnapping?" Song Meiyun slapped the table and complained to the policeman who just came in, tears streaming down her face, "He Jin is the meat that fell out of my stomach, and he is not my mother." Son, why did he take my daughter away?"

"Police, you have to investigate this matter carefully? He is not yet eighteen, and he himself is not yet an adult. What qualifications does he have to adopt my daughter? Look at what he raised for my daughter. That mother would like to see her child become like this?"

He Ci clasped Yan Yu's wrist with his backhand, shook his head, not to let him be impulsive.

The police obviously didn't expect such a bloody ethical plot to be involved in just a small fight.

"No child or only one child; have the ability to raise, educate and protect the adopted person; do not suffer from diseases that are not considered medically appropriate to adopt children; have no illegal or criminal records that are not conducive to the healthy growth of the adopted person; have reached the age of 30 One year old. A single person adopts a child of the opposite sex, and the age difference must be more than 40 years old.”

Lin Zhao slowly read the passage on the phone, then raised his head, pursed his lips slightly at He Ci, "Student He, none of you are qualified."

"Brother Lin..." Zhong Yi couldn't bear it, "This is not Brother Ci..."

Lin Zhao's eyes suddenly sank, he raised his head slightly, and interrupted him, "What's the matter, Zhong Yi, did brother Lin say something wrong?"

Zhong Yi felt terrified when he saw him, shook his head, and didn't speak again.

Song Meiyun was overjoyed, obviously she didn't expect that her son, who had never been used to her, would speak up for her at this time, and suddenly felt that she had the upper hand, "Officer, listen to what my son said, look, he is also A child, he is not qualified to adopt He Jin!"

"And you don't know." Song Meiyun looked at He Ci in horror, "He is very cold-blooded. When his father was shot, he took my daughter to the playground without even looking at him. Think about it , such a person, can he raise a little girl well?"

"He can." A soft voice came from the crowd.

He Jin asked Zhao Qingqing to put herself down, walked up to He Ci, and hugged his thigh tightly. The broken eye should have no response, but now the tears fell one drop after another.

The little girl didn't even raise her hand to wipe, she just wiped He Ci's trouser legs.

"My brother doesn't go to school, but works part-time to support me. Uncle Lu gives money to let my brother go to school, and my brother takes the money to see my eyes."

"You didn't." He Jin pointed at Song Meiyun, "You let someone beat you brother."

"I hate you! I hate you! Don't take me away!"

Song Meiyun was taken aback for a moment, apparently she didn't expect this to be something that a little girl could say, who could accept that the meat falling out of her stomach said that about herself.

"It must be He Ci who taught you to say that, didn't you? Well, He Ci, she's only so old, you just know how to teach her these twists and turns, you're worthy of being raised by He Zheng, you have the same heart bad!"

The police officer was also confused by him at the moment. Who knew that she was talking about her son, which son was it?

He Ci tilted his head slightly, with a cold expression on his face. Seeing Song Meiyun incomprehensible, he suddenly felt very sad for his father. A few years ago, as long as it was what Song Meiyun wanted, He Zheng would give it to him.

See which wife has something good today, without Song Meiyun asking, He Zheng can give him all the shops on that street.

He Zheng is not a good man, but he is definitely a good husband.

"I'm not qualified?" He Ci's indifference and numbness could hardly be concealed.

He lowered his eyes and laughed self-deprecatingly, so lightly that he could hardly hear him, "To be honest, I'm quite sad for my dad."