Axi was silent for a moment and replied, "What did Fuchen say?"
"Well, she pointed at a child's doll and said that she robbed her of food." The teacher said hesitantly.
Axi was silent for a moment and said, "I can't make it to work. Do you think it's okay to go there at 7pm? In the meantime, I hope you won't embarrass Fuchen."
He behaves casually and rarely deals with interpersonal relationships.
For Fuchen, he also needs to try many new things.
"I'll give it a try. If the other party's parents agree, there will be no problem here."
The other side agreed.
Axi waited for the sunset. But he was afraid that the other party would embarrass him, so he forced Fuchen to apologize. He called "Anchor Mengmeng" and asked him to come over to prevent others from bullying Fuchen.
In the past two years, Mengmeng has stopped talking about Shijia community, but has never left the supernatural circle and is doing things to explore.
And every time before going to a new place, he would check with Axi in advance: Are there any ghosts here?
If there is a ghost, don't go.
Only go if there is nothing wrong with you.
If I really can't avoid going to the real haunted house, I will ask Axi to help set up the scene. Afterwards, I will give Axi some money and burn paper money for the other ghost boss.
Mengmeng was sleeping when he suddenly heard the "fire alarm" ringtone. He jumped up and looked for his cell phone under the quilt, "Hey, big ghost brother."
"Ah, look after the kids, no problem, no problem."
I put on my clothes and ran to Jinxing Kindergarten, where I saw Fuchen sitting on a small bench.
I glanced at the little kid opposite. He was chubby, and his parents were there too. They were all tonnage-level and plump.
"Are you the parent of this child? You know how to lie and hit people at a young age. It turns out I learned it from you." The mother took the lead in firing.
He was suddenly startled, and his body froze as he crouched down. These words were really unpleasant to hear.
Looking at Xiao Fuchen again, she was expressionless, staring into space, like a wooden figure.
He straightened up suddenly and said with a smile, "I'm her father's friend. I'm going to come over here first. His father is busy with work and can only come over at night. Look, can you let me know the situation first?"
The child's father grabbed his mother and said, "Take it easy, we are quality people."
Teacher Liao came out to explain, "It's like this. Fuchen beat this child and said that he robbed this child of his food."
Teacher Liao pointed to a little girl holding a doll.
"Did you rob her?"
"Where is it? It's the doll in her hand!" Mom said, her voice was like a drama, the high pitch was melodious, and it was a scene of its own.
"If you rob the child, you won't say anything. But it's a doll. Are you kidding me? What can the doll eat?" Dad spoke in a calm tone, pointing directly at Fuchen.
"Isn't this bullying us Zaizai?" Mom snorted.
The girl lowered her head, hugged the doll tightly, and suddenly whispered, "That's for the doll to eat."
The mother choked, tilted her head and choked the little girl, "Does the doll eat? Is the doll a human? Where did the doll come from to eat? Little girl, you don't know..."
"Things that don't belong to people can be snatched," Mengmeng suddenly started, blocking her words. He stood up and stared directly at the woman, "Is this how you teach your children?"
"In addition, I advise you, there are gods at the top of your head. It's okay if you don't believe in ghosts and gods, but don't be disrespectful."
He believes that children who grow up next to Big Ghost are born with the ability to see yin and yang. If she says the doll has food, then the doll must have a spirit.
"Oh, what kind of era is this? There are still ghosts and gods?" The woman wanted to speak, but was stopped by Teacher Liao.
"Ziqiang's mother, calm down. Fuchen's father hasn't come yet. Let's wait until her father comes."
Mengmeng secretly rolled his eyes, squatted down and said to Fuchen, "Uncle will take you to buy food, okay?"
Fuchen shook his head and continued not to move.
Today is the first day of school, and many parents have taken time off to come over to accompany me. Or even grandparents.
The little girl and Fuchen were among the few whose parents threw them in and left.
Teacher Liao has other things to do, so she can only bring three children into the house.
After thinking for a while, he ran out and bought two bags of food. He grabbed one bag and gave it to the little girl, "This is for you and your doll."
He looked at the doll, a plastic doll with blond hair, a smiling face, the size of a little girl's arm.
It is a very casual style on the street.
First thought: Material!
At the second glance, does that smiling face actually reveal a human face?
Exaggerated smile, hollow pupils, bleeding out?
Subconsciously avoiding his sight, he moved closer to the little girl.
The little girl shook her head no.
"My uncle compensated you for this. You are a good boy." Mengmeng said.
The little girl raised her eyes. They were big and watery, with a strong visual effect: Where did the little deer run out?
very nice.
"Thank you, I don't want it," the little girl said.
"It's okay, there are other children too. This is for you and your doll, so please order more."
What he bought were small cakes with ice cream flavor. They were so small that they looked like moon cakes.
It is the most popular snack among girls nowadays.
Also attractive to children.
Mengmeng walked back, squatted down and said to Fuchen, "How about we share some with the other children?"
Fuchen didn't say anything, and followed Mengmeng to share the snacks.
Mengmeng carried the bag, and Fuchen divided it into two pieces each.
The children all said "thank you" politely.
At the end of the day, it was almost not enough.
The little girl at the table suddenly got off the table and handed out her bag of cakes.
He looked around fiercely, counting the number of children around him. No, he had obviously done the math.
There are only thirty children. He has 70 small cakes in one bag.
"Mom, I want to eat too!" Ziqiang, the child who was beaten, pointed at the cake and said.
"It's worthless. I'll buy it for you when I go home." Then he muttered, "It's really awesome. Let's quarantine..."
Mengmeng forced a smile: It's so funny. You hit me, and I want to share your food?
The little girl heard the muttering and took two over.
"I want more!" The little fat man pointed at the bag.
His mother slapped him on the hand! "It's embarrassing!"
Dad said, "I'll take you to KFC for lunch."
The little fat man stopped talking.
Many parents were watching the fun and pretended not to notice the farce of the family of three.
Mengmeng felt uncomfortable and thought about buying some more later, but it was not enough.
I saw Fuchen counting small cakes in the corner of the classroom, two in a stack.
"No need to count, uncle will buy it later."
Xiao Fuchen pointed seriously at the shelves with various toys, "There are a few more children here."
Mengmeng's smile froze: "..." No one told me that kindergartens are also areas hardest hit by supernatural phenomena.
He felt that some people had already looked over.
He squatted down and whispered, "Fuchen, you know most people can't see them, right?"
Fuchen pointed at a little boy, "He can see."
Looking over fiercely, the little boy quickly turned his head away, obviously he had been looking here just now.
He can see and distinguish between humans and ghosts.
"I can see it too." A little boy sitting at the end suddenly said, pointing to the void, "I like that girl! She keeps telling me not to talk to them."
The little boy bit into the small cake, his clean face full of innocence.
"I can see it too!" The little girl with pigtails in front turned her head and said.
"I can see it too!"
"I can see it too!"
"..." There was a response in the classroom!
Mengmeng: There are a lot of talented people in the kindergarten! They are all great golden elixir monks!
