A message came in on the phone, and the principal told him to go to the reception room now.

As soon as Wen Ming entered the door of the reception room, he heard an aggressive and loud voice speaking: "If something like this happened in your kindergarten, there is no need to waste everyone's time, except for apology and compensation. I don't think there's anything to talk about."

The principal said: "Dad little treasure, the position in the garden is always the same as that of the parents. We are all for the children. Today, the two parents are invited to come here to solve the problem and learn about things. The whole story…”

Wen Ming took a look and saw that the principal and teacher Xiaobai were present, as well as a pair of parents from this incident.

Xiaobao's father was emotional: "Understood? Understand what? How dare you say such things, my child came home from kindergarten and the injury on his leg was fake! See for yourself! It's all purple!"

"Yes, we are also very sad about Xiaobao's injury, and now the process of what happened has not been clear..."

"You don't have to talk to me about this!" His voice rose instantly, and the whole reception room was echoing with his sharp voice: "Don't pretend that I don't know, you are just a bunch of broken children. Take yourself seriously! You know how to do Tai Chi when you are in trouble! I tell you, I won't eat that set!"

"It's not your child who was beaten, you can't face this matter at all! My child is terrified, he is still so young! He said it was done in kindergarten, he can lie How do you compensate for the psychological impact on children? Ah?"

He turned his head and stared at Wen Ming. The pair of protruding eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets, and the muscles in the mouth twitched when scolding someone, and their face was full of fierce energy, and they were about to pounce on and bite.

“Nowadays, news reports in society are mostly about unscrupulous kindergartens like yours! Do you see what this is? I will record the whole thing today! Teacher, you have to pay attention to what you say.”

Is it Wen Ming? You ask him what he teaches children all day? He actually teaches little boys to like girls' stuff, is he a teacher or a pervert?!"

The principal glanced at Wen Ming disapprovingly when he heard this. It is indeed that Teacher Xiao Wen has acted radically, and the parents have seized the handle.

Wen Ming always just stared at the parents with a calm expression.

Seeing that Xiaobao's father was always emotional, she had to calm down and say: "Well, can I find out what your appeal is?"

"I want this scumbag to apologize! I apologize in front of all the parents! I apologize to my little treasure! I also want to compensate our family for the mental damage! Also, don't ever step into this business again. Not bad enough!"

"Yes." Wen Ming suddenly said.

"Mr. Xiaowen..." Teacher Xiaobai clenched the corner of her clothes. She hurriedly looked at Little Treasure's mother, who had never said a word, for help, hoping she could say something.

The principal sighed inwardly.

Mr. Xiaobai is still too tender, and it is still not clear that the two are one of the white-faced and the other of the red-faced. In this way, the teacher can not be offended and can also complain to the Education Bureau.

The principal also looked at Wen Ming with concern.

"It seems that you don't want to talk as a teacher and a parent, well, we are now two equal people to communicate.

"You suspect me because I was in charge of the class for a period of time that day. You also know that in the kindergarten, wherever children move, surveillance is everywhere, so let the facts speak for themselves. All the surveillance that day, to see if I had hit the child in the end.

"But if the final investigation turns out that I have not touched the child, then my appeal is that you need to publicly apologize to me and clarify that I have never touched the child."

God knows, the moment Wen Ming said those words, Teacher Xiao Bai's heart beat into his throat.

Monitoring...Isn't that surveillance unable to prove it because it was blocked?

Only the principal, who understood what Wen Ming wanted to do, suddenly held her hand and motioned her to keep quiet.

The complaint was received in the morning, and the parents only came to the school in the afternoon. For the time being, only the park knows about the monitoring.

Now it is up to the parents who dare to complain to the Education Bureau to check with them.

Daddy Little Treasure was irritated by his calm and tough attitude: "I'll let your kindergarten say everything! The monitoring is also yours, how do I know what you did beforehand?"

Wen Ming looked him in the eye: "What's the matter, can't the monitoring work? It doesn't matter, because I have never done this before, so I have a clear conscience no matter how I check it. Then wait for the Education Bureau You should have no opinion on the results of the investigation, right? After the investigation is over, I hope I can receive the apology I deserve."

The principal also said: "Now the Education Bureau has sent people to investigate, I believe we will soon give us a fair result..."

"Why, are you threatening me with this?" Little Treasure's father suddenly interrupted her loudly.

"I said, oh, you are relatives, right? No wonder you have been able to cover him up from the beginning!" My son apologizes! Let everyone come and see, you are not worthy of being a teacher!"

Wen Ming stopped talking and stood there looking at him.

Little Treasure's father shouted: "The threshold for preschool education is too low now, and anyone who is not trivial can come in to be a teacher!"

The principal wanted to persuade, but Wen Ming said, "How low can you have a low threshold for being a parent?"

His calm eyes somehow ignited the explosive powder keg. Little Treasure's father stood up from his seat, and he raised his hand and slapped him aggressively.

A pop. Everyone was frightened. The principal and Teacher Xiaobai were stunned in place. Obviously, Wen Ming himself did not expect this, so he hid for a while.

Needles can be heard in the reception room.

Wen Ming glanced at the principal. That look is asking: Have you left a certificate?

The principal glanced at the direction of the camera.

Leave a certificate.

…

Wen Ming went to the school doctor for treatment. After a period of time, the redness and swelling on his face subsided a lot.

When he left, kindergarten had not finished.

It was the first time that Wen Ming got off work at such an early time in the day, and he felt a little dazed on the way out of the kindergarten. He is still in the observation period, so he consciously avoided some contact with the children in this class, and only let Teacher Huahua convey to him that Teacher Little Strawberry needs to be away for a few days.

Wen Ming passed by their class door without approaching, and chose another staircase to go downstairs. However, before he could go far, he was blocked by a group of cubs chasing after him halfway.

Children don't understand what happened, you ask me where is Miss Strawberry going.

Wen Ming had both hands pulled, he squatted down and looked back to see Teacher Hua Hua looking at them. She nodded to Wen Ming, indicating that he was okay.

Wen Ming tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "Teacher has something to leave."

Xiao Ha held on to him worriedly: "Will you never come back in this life?"

"Xiao Ha," Wen Ming laughed helplessly: "The teacher is gone, not dead, no, the teacher will come back when the matter is resolved."

This group of little beanies still reluctantly grabbed his people and prevented him from leaving. Wen Ming glanced at the children in his class and could only say: "You guys have to be good in class and be obedient. I'll be back soon, okay? The teacher doesn't lie."

A small, soft hand touched his profile.

Wen Ming's skin is slightly tingling when touched. When he turned his head, he saw Xiao Yao.

He was worried about what the child found, but Xiao Yao looked at him with dark eyes and said nothing. He opened his hand towards Wen Ming: "Teacher, hug."

"...Okay." Wen Ming finally gave him a hug.

In the end, he hugged each of the little cubs in turn, as a farewell to the little strawberry teacher. Wen Ming stood up and said to Teacher Hua Hua behind them, "Excuse me."

He walked down the stairs with many reluctant eyes behind him.

It's really not easy, Wen Ming thought.

Mr. Xiaobai is waiting for him downstairs.

Obviously she had done a lot of psychological preparation before, but when she heard the footsteps of Teacher Xiao Wen going downstairs, she couldn't control it instantly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"It's all my fault..." Teacher Xiaobai burst into tears: "I'm sorry Teacher Xiaowen, I'm really sorry."

"I'm fine. Don't cry, I'll let the kids in your class see it." Wen Ming walked over, patted her shoulder lightly, and pretended to be relaxed: "Why are you crying... just wait. , I'll be back soon."

Seeing Mr. Wen consoling himself in turn, Mr. Xiao Bai is going to be swallowed up by guilt.

"I'm looking for you when I come back. Are you waiting for me? I remember, don't say anything." Wen Ming finally said to her with a smile.

Mr. Xiao Bai understands that Mr. Wen is still reminding herself not to do stupid things.

She watched Wen Ming's back out of the kindergarten with tears in her eyes.

For the first time, Wen Ming had nothing to do so early in the day. He hasn't wandered the streets in broad daylight for a long time.

He was holding his bicycle and walking home.

When I was left alone, some emotions gradually came to my mind. Wen Ming walked and walked, and suddenly started to be dumbfounded.

This will not work. He decided to find something to do for himself, so he turned into the supermarket on the way home to buy groceries.

Although it is still a little early to buy groceries. It doesn't matter, let's make a hearty dinner tonight. When such a bad thing happened, you really should have a delicious meal to make up for yourself.

Out of the supermarket, Wen Ming remembered that he should send a message telling Jiang Rui not to go to the kindergarten to find him today, so he took out his mobile phone and started texting him.

He doesn't know how to explain to Jiang Rui that he will not go to work for the next few days... He is in a mess now.

The kindergarten was handed over, and everything else was well organized. Wen Ming seemed to have his own free time at this time. He didn’t even want to leave, so he stopped by the side of the road. .

People came and went on the street, he stood there like a statue for a long time, breathing out from his chest again and again. Let yourself not think about it.

Although he seemed calm when facing the parent, he was actually the most bottomless person in the whole thing.

He didn't know what the consequences of waiting for him would be.

He is more afraid than anyone else.

As soon as the depression came up, Wen Ming couldn't stop thinking about it.

This happened.

In case, in case the final result is that this line really doesn't want him...

Wen Ming stopped and didn't want to think about it any longer.

He went back to the empty house, put down his things and went straight to the kitchen. Wen Ming started washing vegetables and preparing to cook by himself, so he didn't allow himself to be idle.

He bought a lot of vegetables, enough to make a good dinner.

Jiang Rui, who received Wen Ming's news, went home directly after school. He opened the door and saw Wen Ming's figure busy in the kitchen early this morning.

"Are you back?" Hearing the door open, Wen Ming's back asked without looking back.

Jiang Rui responded.

"Delicious food tonight." Wen Ming said.

His voice seemed to be no different from usual, Jiang Rui paused and walked towards the back in the kitchen.

"What?"

Wen Ming was washing vegetables, when he noticed that Jiang Rui didn't look at him when he came over, he just lowered his head, and his hands were busy.

Jiang Rui is still looking at him.

Wen Ming didn't want the air to be quiet today, he just talked to Jiang Rui like a small talk: "The vegetables I bought today are not bad. I only remembered you after I bought the vegetables, and I was still thinking about my information. Will it be too late, when you see the news, people have already gone to kindergarten."

"Thank you for seeing it in time."

"Oh yes, don't go to the kindergarten to find me these few days, I may have to rest at home for a few days..."

Wen Ming rambled, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly saw Jiang Rui's face silently approaching him, looking at him from a very close distance.

Being stared at by those enlarged and deep pupils, Wen Ming panicked.

He didn't notice that Jiang Rui's arms on both sides moved, and slowly surrounded Wen Ming's people.

Jiang Rui hugged him gently.

Ignoring his wet hands and the panicked expression on his face.

"Bunny."

"Why are you unhappy." Jiang Rui's voice asked.

Wen Ming's body was stiff at first, and it took some time before he slowly released his strength. His man leaned on Jiang Rui and carefully placed his chin on his broad shoulder.

It looks like the tired bird has finally found a branch to perch on.

"I..."

Wen Ming tried it once and sniffled halfway through.

He smiled on Jiang Rui's shoulder and said, "I, I'm a little sad."

Jiang Rui felt that his shoulders were hot and humid, and his clothes were wet with his tears.

Wen Ming has always been more worried about his child's injury than himself.

What is the purpose of your persistence and hard work for a long time? He's been doing his best for so long, what is it now?

Why him.

Jiang Rui didn't know what happened, but he said indiscriminately:

"It's not your fault."

"My bunny."

Jiang Rui didn't know how to be gentle, he just hugged Wen Ming cherishly and kept his voice to the lowest level.

Wen Ming's tears flowed silently.

He could feel Jiang Rui raise his hand and hug him tightly, that hand gently touched his face, his palm was broad and thick, and he comforted his little rabbit carefully.

Wen Ming thought to himself that he was already well. It's all Jiang Rui's fault.

Jiang Rui's hand landed lightly on the place where Wen Ming was beaten. The swollen area has subsided, leaving a little red mark that is not obvious.

The lighter he touched Wen Ming, the more a storm raged in his heart.