Yaozu's eye circles were getting redder and redder, and I couldn't help but squat down and look at him, "Is daddy late for something? Don't worry, aunt will wait with you!"
He sniffed, a little nervous, and looked at me with evasive eyes. I was wondering, does he remember me? After all, I saw him in the mall that day. He felt particularly aggrieved when he called his dad and was stopped. He should have memories.
So, I asked tentatively, "What is our ancestor Yao's last name?"
He looked at me warily, his big eyes flashing, as if he was thinking about whether to answer my question.
Finally, he said defensively, "I don't know you!"
I quickly explained in a pleasant manner, "Auntie wants to tell your teacher that if your father is late for something, the teacher can wait with you."
He looked at me suspiciously and thought about it for a long time before he said forcefully, "My name is Deng Yaozu!"
I almost snorted, I was really brave, I really dared to use my last name.
I endured it, stretched out my hand and rubbed Deng Yaozu's little head, and praised him, "How good! Auntie, go tell the teacher now! Don't be afraid!"
To be honest, I have no hostility towards this child at all. On the contrary, I like him very much. He was still a kid after all, and he was not wrong.
I reached out and took the child's little hand. Maybe he saw that I was gentle and his awareness of precautions was reduced a lot. He obediently let me hold my hand. At this moment, I felt particularly conflicted.
After all the first-grade children left, I called his teacher and told her that Deng Yaozu had no parents to pick him up.
At this time, the teacher's phone rang. She gestured to me, then picked up the phone and said with a smile, 'Okay! '
Then he hung up the phone and said to me, "Thank you so much! Deng Yaozu's father was stuck in a traffic jam and was a little late. Thank you for your trouble!"
I waved my hand and then comforted Deng Yaozu, "Then just wait here with the teacher. Your father will be here soon!"
He blinked his big eyes, still looking at me with inquiring eyes, and his expression was also contradictory.
"Thank you auntie quickly!" the teacher reminded him.
Then he whispered, "Thank you, aunt!"
Just at this time, the second grade students were over from school. As they walked out in line, I looked away and looked for my Deng Haobo. Not long after, Erbao ran over happily and hugged my leg.
When his eyes glanced at Deng Yaozu, who was waiting for his father, his eyes were stunned for a moment. He only stayed there for 3 seconds, then looked away and said to me, "Mom, let's go home!"
I nodded happily and waved my hand to Deng Yaozu, "Yaozu, aunt is leaving first!"
He hid behind the teacher and waved to me.
When Erbao and I got into my car, I asked Erbao casually, "Don't you know the little brother just now? Why didn't you say hello?"
Unexpectedly, Erbao answered quickly, "I don't like him and don't want to say hello to him!"
This time it was my turn to be stunned, and then asked him, "Why don't you like it?"
"Grandma always says he is a good baby, and then criticizes me. I don't even know what I did wrong?" Erbao said with a cold snort full of complaints, "I'm right, grandma said that too! She also said I was stupid. ! And he said I was stupid! Then I kept praising him for being smart!"
I was furious, but I looked funny and rubbed the second baby's head, "My second baby is not dull! The second baby my mother saw is very clever."
I don’t want hatred to live in my children’s hearts.
"My grandma still scolded me!" Erbao imitated angrily.
"What are you scolding?"
"She talked about me like your mother is going to die! She also poked my head, just like that..." Erbao slapped his head and imitated.
I giggled and pretended not to care, but my tears almost fell, and my hands and feet were cold with anger.
"Don't worry! Mom won't die that easily!" I comforted him. Seeing that he was talkative now, I asked, "Did the nanny also scare you when mom was sick?"
Sure enough, Erbao nodded, "Yes, she said that if you keep sleeping like this, you will become a zombie. Let us not get close! Zombies are infected with germs."
"Then do you believe it? Baby!" I asked him softly.
"I don't believe it, mom doesn't have germs. That nanny is bad, she pinched mom, I saw it!" Erbao looked at me and learned, with a serious look on his little face.
I didn't expect Erbao to be a brat and keep all these things deep in his heart. Fortunately, I woke up in time and realized this. Erbao is now much more cheerful.
"Don't be afraid anymore, mom is fine now! Don't be afraid of them!" I encouraged the child, "Stay away from anyone you don't like, including your grandma!"
I have to say this, after all, the Deng family is really bad, and I can't let the children be indistinguishable from good to bad.
Erbao looked at me blankly and asked, "Mom, why does grandma always praise that little brother?"
