Yuanzhen... Well, to be precise, it was Xiao Mo - Xiao Mo stood there because he received a call.
He snatched the phone from Xiao Qi.
The person on the other end of the phone was Xiao Yan's homeroom teacher, Ms. Li, a female, a conscientious middle-aged woman - today, Ms. Li called Xiao Qi to report that the second son of the Xiao family had skipped class again.
In elementary school, there is no rule that if the attendance rate is not enough, you will fail the course, so Xiao Yan can skip class, but he can't help but skip classes. Every time he takes an exam, he has to show his presence to remind his classmates that he is still alive - for example, he drags down the average score of the class with an unstoppable posture.
This time, Xiao Yan relied on his own strength to drag his class from the first to the last in the grade with a gorgeous 20 points, when the gap between each class was only a few tenths of a point.
"Mr. Xiao, it's like our class has missed one person's score in the total score but added one more person in the number of people!!!!"
"..." Xiao Mo silently struggled with the logic of this sentence for a while.
"Our teachers' salaries are not high, and the end-of-term bonus is almost a part of the living expenses... Of course, Mr. Xiao, don't get me wrong, I will never accept red envelopes. But I think I must emphasize that the bonus issued by the grade ranking at the end of the term assessment is not just a matter of money. For a teacher, it is even a matter of honor..."
Xiao Mo held the phone expressionlessly, his eyes looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. The other end of the phone was full of reproaches, and all of them were honorifics. Xiao Mo was dumbfounded. In his memory, it was always his head teacher who called his old man to complain since he was a child, and he had never personally received the love education from his teacher. Today, he saw the power of the people's teacher. So, at this moment, Xiao Mo could only say "yes" and "ah". When the other party emphasized for the third time that he had not received the end-of-term bonus for four years, Xiao Mo... was completely at a loss for words.
Because he just heard Xiao Qi say that this semester had just started, and the brothers Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan were in the fifth grade.
He really wanted to tell Teacher Li, why don't we endure it for another two years, and when Xiao Yan graduates, you can probably get the end-of-term bonus again? But he didn't dare. In order to minimize the other party's anger, Xiao Mo could only say in a very unpromising way - "Sorry, Teacher Li, yes, yes," the black-haired man leaned against the car door in a lazy posture, but said numbly to the other end of the phone, "Okay, okay, I will teach Xiao Yan not to drag down the average score... No, I will teach him to study hard - yes, yes, yes, okay, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye." It wasn't until the reassuring busy tone came from the other end of the phone that Xiao Mo silently closed the flip phone in his hand. With a snap, he accidentally used a little too much force. He turned around and returned the phone to the regretful suit man Xiao Qi, and then decided - To be a good father, you must never grab the phone of your subordinates. Leave a little privacy for your children (...). Because Xiao Mo guessed that every time he talked to Teacher Li on the phone, he would strengthen the urge to go back and take a handful of sleeping pills to get someone else to do this hard job. "Xiao Qi."
"Master Mo?"
"How did you deal with this teacher Li before?"
"To answer Master Mo, it's the same as yours. The fortune teller said that my horoscope is not compatible with Master Li."
"..."
Based on the international principle of "I'm happy to hear that you're not happy either", Xiao Mo suddenly felt relieved.
Just at this moment, the two ancestors of the Xiao family came in front of him with the same "left and right guardian paralyzed faces" that Xiao Mo had seen in the photos before - they didn't appear "like happy little birds flying into the arms of their father who had recovered from a serious illness", and the calm appearance of the twins of the Xiao family made Xiao Mo a little lonely.
Xiao Mo stood by the car, looking down at his two "cheap sons" -
They were really two beautiful children. When he looked in the mirror before, he already felt that Xiao Mo himself looked like the best among men, but the two brothers Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan picked up all the advantages of their father's facial features. The high nose bridge, thin lips, the corners of the lips naturally curved up into a nice arc when they were not talking, the face was pink and tender, and there was the kind of baby fat that only children have. The uniforms of St. Peter's School fit them very well. When they raised their eyelids to look at Xiao Mo, their amber pupils were really like real amber, crystal clear. Under the sunset, in the afterglow of the sun, they came to Xiao Mo like angels covered with a faint halo.
Xiao Mo was very satisfied to enjoy the envious eyes of the parents around him.
In the process of enjoying, he opened the car door for his "sons" very smoothly - this action should have been done by Xiao Qi, and the man did it very smoothly, so that the remaining three people except him were slightly stunned.
Xiao Mo tilted his head, frowned slightly, and looked at one of his sons who showed surprise without hiding it. At this time, he didn't know which of the twins was which. The man just smiled elegantly: "What?"
The little brat didn't answer, but hummed in his throat with an unclear intention, threw the schoolbag on his shoulder into the back seat with an unbearable look on his face, and then bent down to sit in. The little brat No. 2 who followed behind him didn't throw his schoolbag around, but put it in place politely, and then sat upright.
Xiao Mo looked at the obvious difference in the actions of the two brothers, unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, and followed in.
Xiao Qi started the car, and the black Land Rover was inconspicuous in the luxury car team returning, crawling slowly like a turtle.
In the car, Xiao Mo's hands, which were beating rhythmically on his legs, suddenly stopped. He looked straight ahead, not looking at any of the children around him, and said in a calm and gentle voice: "Xiao Yan, your class teacher called me today."
"What?!"
Sure enough, the little brat sitting inside spoke up, and Xiao Mo praised himself for his wit in his heart, so he turned his head and looked at the left protector Xiao Yan - I heard that he was the younger brother of the twins. Looking at the amber eyes full of displeasure, Xiao Mo patiently said: "She mainly talked about your study problems."
Xiao Yan was silent.
Just when Xiao Mo was ready to welcome the little brat's crying or apology, he frowned and ruthlessly said -
"Leave it to me."
Xiao Mo: "..."
It must be that I opened the car door in the wrong posture just now.
This strange thing in front of me is not my cute cheap son.
Who the hell are you? !
The amiable smile on the well-maintained man's face froze——
The skin I'm wearing is your father, naughty kid! ! ! ! ! !
What does "mind your own business" mean? ! ! ! ! ! !
As if he didn't see the rat poison-like expression on Xiao Mo's face, Xiao Yan bent down and took out a glass of juice from the refrigerator in the car, drank it, threw the empty glass back into the refrigerator rudely, and slammed the refrigerator door shut. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Mo, his childish face full of impatience: "Old man, are you on drugs?"
"..."
Son, are you drunk?
Either I have traveled to a new dimension without the distinction of elders, or there is something wrong with my dog ears--
Xiao Mo suddenly remembered "stay calm", so he reorganized his appearance to avoid showing a ferocious look on his face, and turned his head to look at the kid beside him: "Xiao Yan, what did you say?"
"I said, are you on drugs?" Xiao Yan sneered, and straightened his back fearlessly. There was a wet juice hanging on the edge of his pretty little mouth that he hadn't wiped off in time. "Did you take drugs and make your brain go wrong, old man? That woman would call you? Anyone can call Xiao Mo's phone? Why did you steal Xiao Qi's phone for no reason? You came to our school again today to embarrass yourself for someone to see-are you waiting for a large group of reporters to hold microphones and block my way? Did you come to the school gate to ask about you and Xie Jiajia, or about you taking sleeping pills and being rescued for three or four days, or is there any connection between the two, and then drag us two brothers to accompany you to embarrass yourself? "
Taking a breath of cold air, a series of questions hit Xiao Mo, who had just climbed out of bed and whose brain was still in the state of just starting up, a little breathless-
It was hard to react immediately whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a relative. Xiao Mo's eyes turned around in the car, and finally exchanged a glance with Xiao Qi in the rearview mirror in silence. Then, he heard Xiao Qi, who was driving in front, weakly called "Second Young Master"-
Xiao Yan turned his head and shouted: "Drive your car!"
So, there were four people in the car, and two big men were shocked by a fourth-grade kid at the same time and dared not fart.
The whole car was silent, and only the children and parents of other families outside the car window could be heard laughing and sharing the joy of family.
Three minutes later, the man who had remained silent from beginning to end finally spoke, as if he did not feel the abnormal low pressure in the car at this moment. Xiao Yan just chuckled, bent down, opened the refrigerator, took out a cup of juice that Xiao Yan drank before, opened it and drank a sip, then slowly lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Xiao Yan, you are too much."
Xiao Mo was startled, and suddenly full of hope, he finally remembered that he had more than one son!
Unexpectedly, before the man cast his hopeful eyes on his face, Xiao Yan, as the eldest, had turned his head. The face that was exactly the same as Xiao Yan was full of quietness and indifference that a child of this age should not have. He looked at Xiao Mo quietly until the man was frightened, and then he called out-
"Xiao Mo."
As soon as this title came out, Xiao Mo realized that something was wrong.
As expected--
"We don't want to get involved in your affairs with Xie Jiajia, but don't think about bringing her home. The Xiao family doesn't need this, but having one more person is redundant."
The childish voice was more arrogant than the president of the country.
Next to him, Xiao Yan, who had received the support of his brother, was already quacking like a duck.
Xiao Mo was dumbfounded--
You have been talking about Xie Jiajia, who is Xie Jiajia?
My mind was full of ups and downs, and I wanted to search every corner in reverse. Then I remembered--Isn't Xie Jiajia the popular female star? She became popular recently after starring in a TV series. She is quite young, probably in her early twenties, a goddess of otakus. When Xiao Mo was alive in his previous life, he had a poster of this girl in his house.
How come the goddess of otakus is actually having an affair with Xiao Mo? !
This gossip made Xiao Mo a little surprised and a little surprised--Xie Jiajia! ! This is definitely a benefit!
Perhaps the man's eyes were a little too bright at this moment. The two children present frowned at the same time when they looked at the man who was not talking and was only in a daze in front of them - although the degree was completely different. Xiao Yan's whole little universe was about to explode, while Xiao Yan frowned very subtly.
At this time, Xiao Mo thought that the reaction of the two little brats in front of him was just a subconscious rejection of women other than his mother, so he just asked sympathetically: "What's wrong with Xie Jiajia?"
Xiao Yan sneered: "That woman has no breasts, why should she be my mother?"
Xiao Mo: "..."
Xiao Yan: "The entertainment industry is chaotic and mixed, and the Xiao family does not need to wade into this muddy water. Xiao Mo, you can play with her, but you can't marry her home."
Xiao Mo: "..."
Xiao Qi: "Master Mo, I think... the eldest young master is right."
Xiao Mo: "..."
... Wait, director, there must be something wrong! !
My son can't be so cruel! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !