Yao's mother faints, and vice director Yao catches his wife who suddenly faints. Where can he manage his daughter.

That's his daughter, no matter how, no matter how!

According to his wife's people, he was eager to call out Yao's mother's name. For a while, Yao's back was all wet with sweat, and even more drops of sweat came down from his chin.

Yao Jing, who was walking on the shelf, saw that his parents had not come, and her voice became more miserable Let go of me, let go of me, Dad, mom, come here, come here! Come and help me! "

"I'm afraid, Dad, I'm afraid I'm afraid, Ma, I'm afraid Help me, help me, I didn't mean to Yang Heng, I didn't mean to, forgive me, please forgive me... "

If you don't see your parents, you will lose your backbone. If you struggle to get your feet up and kick high, you won't be put on the police car. Let vice director Yao come to help you.

Yang Hengzheng, who sent his parents to the lower part of the teaching building, said: "Dad, drive slowly at night, mom, you also need to calm down. It's no big deal for me to be beaten several times by a boy. It will be OK in a few days."

"I have half an hour to study at night. I'll go back to the classroom first."

Yao Jing's cry for help didn't arouse Yang Heng's reaction. He was relieved that he just wanted to spend his last year of high school life peacefully, and didn't want to see Yao Jing again.

"Remember to wipe the medicine before you go to bed. I can't reach my back. Please help the students in the dormitory." Yang's mother said a few words, and looked up upstairs. Ye Jian's child should be relieved. In the future, Yao Jing doesn't have to worry about standing up to block herself from time to time.

Director Yang patted his son on the shoulder and said with a smile, "go to self-study, I'll go back with your mother first!" With that, he walked away.

In front of him, Yao, the deputy director of his wife, was pressing hard to hear the footsteps coming. He immediately turned around with tears in his eyes and said to the Yang bureau chief's family in a hoarse voice: "Lao Yang, my family is quiet. Can you Can you give me a hand? "

"The child The child The child... " Repeat "that child" three times in a row, but he still doesn't say all he wants to say.

He wanted to say that the child didn't mean to do it, he didn't mean to do it, just because he didn't understand, because he was still young, he would do something wrong. Please forgive her for her being young and not understanding.

These usually very smooth words Yao deputy director general suddenly can not say, lips move for a long time finally into a long sigh.

Director Yang, who didn't go down the well, sighed, "old Yao, don't say anything now. When my sister-in-law beat my son here, how could he have read about the friendship between our two families? Let my son bury your daughter one by one, and scold my son for being a wolf in the heart and a dog in the lung

"If it wasn't for Ye Jian to repeat these words on the roof, Huiying and I wouldn't know! Old Yao, it's no use begging my family. I won't show up. You don't need to ask for it from Ye Jian. Secretary Xia's attitude is enough to explain everything. "

Vice director Yao's face is getting more and more gray. It's over. It's over. It's over.

When I heard my daughter shouting at me, Yang Heng, even Lao Yang, two lines of tears flowed down.

It's over, it's over, it's all over.

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