"That's enough! Mai, you will scare the children."
A pair of big hands stretched out to stop her, and she almost rushed into his arms. When he hesitated for a moment, she pushed him away and forcefully pulled Xiaobai away. Yi Xiangxi immediately took a step back, protecting the child tightly.
, seeing that the situation was not good, he simply picked up the child, and his expression was not very good. This woman is so cruel. What is her attitude towards the child?
He was very cold: "It's okay if you hate me, why take it out on your child?"
She picked up the rag doll on the ground and threw it in his face, screaming: "Let go of Xiaobai."
Xiaobai had stopped crying. After being frightened by her, he immediately started crying again, with a look of fear in his eyes. She took a step forward and took the child's hand. Yi Xiangxi no longer dared to follow him.
She insisted, fearing that she would hurt the child, so she immediately let go. At this opportunity, she had already snatched the child, and forced the child to take several steps back.
The child was pulled and pulled by her, and the doll also fell to the ground. She almost stepped on it. She was so frightened that she cried loudly. She cried and struggled: "Let me go... let go..."
Qiao Xiaomai kicked the doll away, dragged the child hard and left.
"Sister Mai...wuwuwu...uncle..." The child cried with tears flying down his face, and his voice was very miserable.
Yi Xiangxi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Qiao Xiaomai, are you crazy enough? Are you such a threat to children?"
Qiao Xiaomai suddenly woke up and immediately let go of the child's hand, but saw that Xiaobai's little wrist had been pulled red. As soon as it touched her, he immediately looked away, with fear, as if looking at a madman, and even cried.
I didn't dare anymore and just held my breath, with tears all over my face.
This was the first time she got angry in front of her children, and somehow she lost control. She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said reluctantly: "Xiaobai, you go back first, Uncle Yi and I have something to say."
The child was sobbing, wiping tears on the back of his hands.
Yi Xiangxi's eyes were following the child. Only then did he pick up the doll on the ground and walk over, put the doll in her hand with his own hands, bent down, wiped the tears on her face, and waited for her sobs to gradually subside.
Then he said softly: "Xiao Bai, you go home and watch cartoons for a while. Sister Mai and I will come find you after a few words."
The child snuggled in his arms and sobbed even harder.
Ignoring Qiao Xiaomai's gaze, he picked up the child and said, "Uncle, I'll take you home first, okay?"
The child stretched out his little hands and hugged his neck. He felt sour in his heart and sent the child back without looking at Qiao Xiaomai.
Qiao Xiaomai stayed where he was, watching Yi Xiangxi take the child to the door of the unit and put him down.
He took the key from the child's bag and opened the door for the child, and said softly: "Xiaobai, go in."
The child sobbed: "Uncle Yi, please stop fighting with Sister Mai, okay?"
Yi Xiangxi was heartbroken, but he forced a smile and patted her face: "Xiaobai, I won't quarrel with Sister Mai. We are adults and we won't quarrel. Don't worry, okay? First, I won't quarrel.
Go in and watch cartoons for a while, and Sister Mai will be back soon."