Chapter 217 Damn it, I am your mother
Nan Jia raised her eyebrows, and the joy in her heart was self-evident: "Ah, so lucky? Won't she never come to class in the future?"
Mo Yan looked at the beaming Nan Jia and said helplessly: "This What kind of thing can make you so happy?"
Nan Jia looked happy: "Of course, I don't have to worry about her being angry with you, and I don't have to look at her face every time. "
Mo Guangyang looked at Nan Jia with a smile: "As long as you are happy."
What he said was so comforting.
Nan Jia couldn't help but pinch Mo Guangyang's tender face.
But Nanjia did not hear what those two people said clearly.
What they said was: "It's a pity that Teacher Liu is crazy at such a young age."
When Mo Yan returned to the classroom, he saw Wang Xiaohu wearing a mask, but Mo Yan didn't I don’t care why Wang Xiaohu wears a mask.
But Mo Yan's indifferent eyes seemed to Wang Xiaohu to be mocking him.
His mouth was full of blisters and painful oral ulcers, which made him very angry. In addition, Wang Xiaohu was provoked and disliked, and Wang Xiaohu became even more angry.
Wang Xiaohu is also very forgetful. He has completely forgotten how he was scared to cry by Mo Yan yesterday.
He stood up suddenly, pointed at Mo Yan and cursed loudly: "You little bastard, try rolling your eyes again."
Nan Jia sent Mo Guangyang to In his classroom, looking at the black kettle in her hand, she forgot to give him Mo Yan's kettle. Nanjia went to Mo Yan's classroom again.
As soon as she arrived at the classroom door, she heard Wang Xiaohu's dirty curses.
Mo Yan suddenly turned his head and stared at Wang Xiaohu, this kid really wanted to die!
Mo Yan’s eyes were filled with bloodlust that was inappropriate for his age.
Just as his eyes glanced at the angry Nan Jia at the door, the emotion in Mo Yan's eyes slowly disappeared.
Looking at Mo Yan who still didn’t look at him, Wang Xiaohu directly started to pinch Mo Yan’s neck.
Mo Yan moved his feet back, but he thought of Nan Jia on the side and stopped his steps.
Wang Xiaohu glared and pinched Mo Yan's neck with a ferocious expression.
Before Wang Xiaohu could tighten his hands, he was grabbed by the collar and lifted up.
The collar got stuck on Wang Xiaohu’s neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.
At this time, the teacher returned to the classroom after picking up all the children. Seeing this shocking scene, she rushed over and hugged Wang Xiaohu.
"Ah ah ah ah" Wang Xiaohu hugged the teacher and started crying. He was scared to death.
The new teacher patted Wang Xiaohu on the back to comfort him. She was still a little shocked when she hugged Wang Xiaohu. She looked at Nan Jia dissatisfied: "Mo Yan, mom, what are you doing?"
Nan Jia seemed to change her face, the anger on her face turned into a smile: "I am playing with the children, give it to him Pick him up. I didn't hit him or scold him."
Before Nan Jia could scold him, the teacher came.
Nan Jia saw that the teacher still didn’t believe it, so she continued: “Mo Yan and I often play like this at home.”
Mo Yan responded without blinking: "Yes"
The new teacher believed Nan Jia's words, and she advised: "Mo Yan's mother can't play with her children like this, it's very dangerous."
“Well, I get it. Teacher, are you going to class? I won’t disturb you. You go to class quickly.”
Nan Jia handed the kettle to Mo Yan, and she whispered in his ear: “Don’t worry, mom will take revenge on you.” "Yes." The corners of Mo Yan's mouth slowly raised.
Before she left, she took a look at Wang Xiaohu's desk. There were many Ultraman on his desk
Nan Jia knew clearly, so he liked Ultraman? She knew how to retaliate against him so that he would not dare to bully others in the future.
Nanjia spent a lot of money to buy an Ultraman doll suit.
When school was over in the evening, Nanjia carried a big bag to the kindergarten.
After entering the kindergarten, Nanjia went to the women's bathroom to change into her doll clothes, and a short Gottman appeared.
Nanjia walked to the door of Mo Yan's classroom wearing this Ultraman costume.
Looking at that Ultraman, Mo Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He didn't know why he always felt that this clumsy-walking Ultraman was Nan Jia.
Seeing Ultraman, Wang Xiaohu pushed away the children in front and ran out.
Ultraman interacts with other children, touches their heads, hugs, etc.
Wang Xiaohu ran to Ultraman, he smiled and hugged Ultraman's leg.
He thought he would be treated gently like other children. No, he thought he was special. Because he was so obsessed with Ultraman, he felt he should be treated specially.
Ultraman pushed Wang Xiaohu away, ignored him, and continued to interact with other children.
Treat Wang Xiaohu differently? Mo Yan glanced at the door again, but Nan Jia's figure still didn't appear. Mo Yan thinks she is more likely to be Nan Jia.
But Mo Yan looked up at the scorching sun outside. Today's weather is 30 degrees. Wouldn't Nan Jia suffer from heat stroke if she wears such a thick doll suit?
Mo Yan frowned and had to quickly ask her to take off the doll costume.
Wang Xiaohu looked at Ultraman in shock. Ultraman actually pushed him away. Doesn't he like himself?
Wang Xiaohu didn't want to believe this, so he ran to Ultraman again.
Ultraman pushed Wang Xiaohu away again, and Wang Xiaohu collapsed to the point of crying: "Ah, why don't you like me?"
Ultraman was his favorite, and he was loved by him the most Something denied?
Nan Jia said in a rough voice: "Because you always bully others, people like you are not accepted by us. Stay away from me and don't stop me from saying hello to other kids. ”
Ultraman's denial hit Wang Xiaohu like a thunderbolt. He collapsed on the ground and burst into tears.
Mo Yan walked up to Ultraman. Ultraman picked up Mo Yan as if he saw a baby. His tone was extremely exaggerated: "Hey, this kid is pretty good. I like handsome and kind kids like this best."
Mo Yan was 100% sure that this was Nan Jia, but Nan Jia's praise made him shake. Shake your head, kind? These two words don't suit him very well.
Mo Yan leaned into Nan Jia's ear and said to her: "Okay, take off these clothes quickly, it's too hot, you will get heatstroke."
Nan Jia didn't Admitting it, she said arrogantly with a sullen face: "Ultraman won't suffer from heat stroke."
Mo Yan hugged Nan Jia. He felt that the back of the doll costume was already wet. He said, "Go quickly and change your clothes back."
Mo Guangyang from another class looked at Nan Jia Chi Since he didn't come to pick him up for a long time, he guessed that Mo Yan might have caused trouble again and was detained. Mo Guangyang cursed Mo Yan in his mind, then picked up his schoolbag and walked out.
When Wang Xiaohu’s parents arrived, they saw their son sitting on the ground crying. He hurriedly stepped forward and asked, “What’s wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?”
I felt the parents around me letting go. Wang Dayang felt embarrassed by the sight of him, and he wanted Wang Xiaohu to shut up quickly.
(End of this chapter)