Qin Lianyi looked at Xiaoyan's nervous look and couldn't help sighing, "OK, I won't tell your mom. If those people still say that about you next time, you can call aunt Qin and tell her that I can go to communicate with your teacher and see how to stop this phenomenon!"

Xiaoyan cleverly answered, "thank you aunt Qin!"

Qin Lianyi touches Xiaoyan's head. Sometimes this child is so sensible that it hurts.

It's only 9 years old, but it's more difficult than the children of the same age.

At the moment of the two people, did not notice at the door of the room, Zhuo qianyun against the wall, eyes Qin tears.

She did not think that Xiaoyan's ears would be discriminated against, but the child never told her that she always thought that her classmates did not discriminate against him.

Like ordinary children, he can grow up healthily and happily in school and learn knowledge.

But now it seems that she is wishful thinking after all.

Originally, he should be a healthy child! You shouldn't be discriminated against at all.

It's all her who hurt her son, it's all her...

Zhuo qianyun just feels that her heart is aching in bursts of pain...

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Ling and Yi Jin still come to he's home, and he Wanlong and his wife just want to tell the neighbors.

However, under Yi Jin's cold eyes, he Wanlong and his wife dare not do anything.

Ling still found that, on the side of he's family, he had cleaned up Xiaoci's room.

However, listening to he Zixin, Xiaoci doesn't sleep in this room at night, but will come to her room to sleep with her.

"I like sleeping with my sister." Small words follow a way.

When Ling is still ready to leave his family, he Zixin can't help asking, "aunt Ling, in the future, can Xiao CI still be my brother?"

She knows that Xiaoci will come back to Yi's home one day. What she fears most is that when Xiaoci leaves he's home, it has nothing to do with her any more.

Now, Xiaoci's surname is he. She is he Zixin's younger brother. She and Xiaoci are brothers and sisters. They are not people who have nothing to do with each other.

"Of course." Ling still said, glancing at he Wanlong and his wife, who are still selling their good parents not far away, and then focusing on he Zixin, "Zixin, do you have a good idea of my proposal? I'll live with Xiaoci in the Yi family. Then all your living expenses and tuition fees will be borne by the Yi family. You don't need to worry about any problems. "

He Zixin hesitated for a while, then shook his head, "I... daddy is still here, and this house is also left by my mom. I don't want to leave here."

For her, the room had her thoughts about her mother.

Looking at such he Zixin, Ling still thought of himself, "well, if you have any difficulties, just call me."

"Thank you, aunt Ling." He Zixin said.

Back at Yi's house, the two little ones have come back from kindergarten. Seeing Ling still, Yi Qianjin naturally rushes forward and kisses and hugs her. He says he misses Mommy, and then he asks, "does mommy's hand still hurt? It doesn't hurt to blow. "

Say, Yi Qianjin also small head close to front, to Ling still hand blowing air son, let Ling still feel warm heart.