Chapter 33: Babysitter

What this said was that not only the head teacher didn't know how to pick him

up, but even Xia Ye who was standing there couldn't help but peep at him.

Tang Hongjun has been in the unit for many years, and he knows the importance

of truthfulness (sexual xing), and the key point is to know how to sell

miserably.

When their superiors came to inspect, so many design institutes were waiting

eagerly. There were too many monks, and they wanted funds. That was basically

a large-scale miserable competition.

Tang Gong has been studying with the old dean since he was a newcomer in the

workplace. At this moment, he has been selling miserable skills and he is so

ashamed that he sighed deeply, "Xia Ye joined the school’s computer club as

soon as he arrived. You know? He had won prizes in junior high school and went

to the province to compete. Have you ever seen the trophy? Oh no, then I will

bring it back next time... No, for nothing else, just show it to you. The

child has this specialty, and our parents are proud and guilty. He has

something he loves when he is young, but we are dragged down because of the

economy. In the final analysis, it is our fault. Don’t worry, I will be fine

after I go back. Work, no matter how difficult it is, you can't let your

children lose at the starting line."

The head teacher felt that every sentence of him was right, but he always felt

that something was wrong.

After searching for his own reasons, Gong Tang began to look forward to the

future: "Although we are not particularly qualified parents, we also care

about our children's future plans. Xia Ye likes computers so much. We also

look forward to him being admitted to higher education institutions in the

future. Do you know the Department of Computer Science in Qingbei? I heard

that they have a competition for middle school students across the country

this year. I think our Xia Ye can try it!"

"The Qingbei University game?"

"Yes, yes, I'm ashamed to say that I failed to read Qingbei, but it doesn't

mean that we don't have a Qingbei dream. Teacher, do you think?"

The big pie was so round that the head teacher and the teacher all listened

with bright eyes. After having a common expectation, they couldn't help but

nod with Tang Hongjun.

In the end, Xia Ye made a verbal remorse on the head teacher's side, and

promised not to have such a thing again next time.

After coming out of the teacher's office, Tang Hongjun stopped Xia Ye

downstairs again and asked him, "Do you know which classmate made the report?"

Xia Ye paused and shook his head: "I heard that several people, forget it,

uncle, don't worry about it."

Tang Hongjun was indignant: "How can you leave it alone? How do they know that

you are going to an Internet cafe? You must have gone in too. Why should they

just punish us, and let them call the parents, and everyone should sit down

and be reasonable. The computer itself is just a tool. It’s just that the

people who use the computer and the environment are different. The school

allows computer rooms to exist, so why doesn’t it allow other places to have

internet?"

Xia Ye didn't expect him to say this, and raised his eyes to look at him,

"Don't you blame me for going to the Internet cafe?"

Tang Hongjun said, "You are not for fun when you go. Your dad told me that

there are serious things to do. Besides, even if it's for fun, it’s not for

fun. If it’s not the future, the electronic entertainment industry is also an

issue. Significant development." After he finished speaking, he patted Xia Ye

on the shoulder and comforted him, "Ono, you don’t have to worry about this.

If you have anything to tell the family in the future, our family, including

your dad, are very open-minded. You have goals and things to do. , We are all

happy for you."

Xia Ye smiled and nodded in response.

Tang Hongjun accompanied him to the teaching building, sent him downstairs and

whispered him not to leave his studies. He turned around and left when Xia Ye

entered the classroom.

This is the first time that Tang Hongjun has seen a "shortcoming" in Xia Ye,

not in an Internet cafe, but in making friends.

Xia Ye had only a few friends at school, like a lone ranger, and never stopped

waiting for others. This time being reported, Shiyou ** also offended people

inadvertently without knowing it.

When Tang Hongjun was studying abroad, he also met many young talented

classmates around him. He felt that Xia Ye resembled those people. They have a

clear goal in their minds, and they never waste their time on other things.

They cut directly to the subject, and they seem to be "indifferent".

Tang Hongjun does not reject such "indifference", he appreciates it instead.

The degree of concentration to do a thing often determines the completion and

speed of the thing.

It’s just that compared to the “coldness” of outsiders, Natsuno is a bit more

smoky in front of them, will be distressed, and will also turn to parents for

help. The whole person looks more like a teenager at this age-this is Xia Ye's

permission What they saw, he could not be so perfect in front of his family.

And he was kind to Xiaoyu, his pain was no less than his.

Tang Hongjun thought of this, and he liked Xia Ye more.

The days passed as usual, and the excitement in the tube building remained.

Aunt Sun on the fifth floor often runs down. Since the last time she borrowed

books, she has come to Xia's house more diligently.

After Xia Ye met her several times, he asked his dad, "Why are you here again?

Haven't all the books been taken?"

Teacher Xia didn't lie to him either, and sighed: "Just because she took the

book, she said she wanted to be courteous. I heard that I haven't looked for

it all these years, so she had to introduce me to someone."

Xia Ye was stunned, "What to introduce?"

"Object."

Xia Ye was in a complicated mood, "Do you want to find?"

Teacher Xia was more difficult to accept than him, and shook his head and

frowned, "I don't want to find it. We are doing fine now. To be honest, I am a

little scared. Next time she comes, I will close the door and pretend not to

be at home."

Teacher Xia really does not want to remarry. He has experienced a relationship

and can no longer rekindle the love he had when he was young. Now he just

wants to guard his son to grow up.

The father and son had nothing to say. After Xia Ye knew his father's

thoughts, he nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

When Aunt Sun came again, Teacher Xia really avoided her, her attitude was

obvious, she didn't even want to find another mistress for the family.

Aunt Sun couldn't do a job on his side, so she went to Xia Ye, found a reason

to ask him to help move things, and asked Xia Ye to come upstairs and talk to

him side by side.

"Your dad's age should be taken care of by multiple people at home. He (shen)

is not in good health. Didn't he almost have an accident at the beginning of

the year? Alas, I have to thank the child from Tang Gong's family, but that

child is also strange Poor, so many of them are carried by his parents alone.

I heard that they are inseparable from people. They are all the crimes of the

nanny at the beginning. How can such a person be able to deal with a child..."

Xia Ye moved her gas tank, and heard Aunt Sun talking about Tang Jinyu there,

and then asked, "What did the nanny do?"

Aunt Sun said: "You don't know? Oh, it happened years ago. Xiaoyu is more than

a year old, and she wears open crotch pants. His parents are busy, and the

family hired a nanny to take care of him. You know, Xiaoyu used to be in poor

health and could not walk or stand. Is the sick child always a little bit

noisy? I don’t know how to provoke the babysitter. I was caught and pressed on

the stove!" Aunt Sun I'm a mother too. I can't bear to say it. He frowned and

said distressedly, "Thanks to the winter, there is a little cotton trousers

between them, but just like this, the child's (fart pi)'s thighs are also hot

with blisters. I was scared, and threw the child down and ran away."

Xia Ye clenched his hand a little, put the gas tank and asked her, "Didn't

call the police?"

"Why not! Tang Gong's couple came back and saw that they immediately called

the police. At first, the nanny was not afraid, thinking that at most an

apology would be enough, but Tang Gong and the others refused and found the

best lawyer to bring the lawsuit. Sentenced to two years in prison!"

Xia Ye still felt uncomfortable after hearing this.

After Aunt Sun had finished speaking, she wanted to mention the subject of

introducing a person to Teacher Xia again. Xia Ye returned a soft nail and

said: "I listen to my father about this matter."

Aunt Sun tried to be a matchmaker for a few days, but finally returned without

success, feeling a little pity. At first, she wanted to take a small

advantage, but when she came into contact, she really felt that Xia’s father

and son were good. Teacher Xia treated people like a spring breeze, giving her

a feeling of being respected. Xia Ye is so promising now, and he will

definitely be the best in the future. Son-in-law, I don't know whose house is

cheaper.

Aunt Sun sighed with emotion, and on the other side, Xia Ye also returned

home.

After he returned, he couldn't help asking his dad again, "Dad, I heard that

Xiaoyu was abused by the nanny before, is it okay?"

Teacher Xia knew about this and thought for a while and said: "It happened a

long time ago, Xiaoyu was still young. I heard that she was burned, and now it

is no longer a problem."

"I do not know how?"

"You went to the provincial capital to participate in a computer competition

that winter. When you came back, the matter was almost resolved. Uncle Tang

also posted the court sentence at the gate of the community. After a little

half a month, the other party was sentenced to two years. "

Xia Ye vaguely remembered that there was such a thing posted at the gate of

the community, but did not mention the reason, only wrote the results of the

trial. He had just been in junior high school, and he just glanced at these

and didn't have much impression.

Xia Ye asked again, "Have you seen Xiaoyu's injury?"

Teacher Xia shook his head, "I haven't seen this."

Xia Ye thought about it all night, but for the first time she was worried

(sleeping Shui), but thinking about the care and concern of Uncle Tang's

family for the child, now it should be almost recovered, and then she slowly

closed her eyes (sleeping Shui).

When the children bounced over to eat oranges the next evening, Xia Ye

couldn't help staring at him.

Tang Jinyu didn't notice it, and took an orange to share with Xia Ye happily.

Today's tangerines are big, with a soft skin and a lot of juiciness, and they

know that they are delicious.

Xia Ye didn't pick him up with the orange, and after looking at him for a

while, he asked, "You..."

Tang Jinyu held his knee with a small hand, looked at him expectantly, ready

to answer!

Xia Ye twisted his eyebrows slightly: "Let me take a look at your (fart pi)

shares."

Tang Jinyu: "???"

Xia Ye stretched out his hand to hug him, the child tried to dodge, tugging

his little pants and refused to show it, his face blushed: "Brother! Brother,

good!"

"what?"

"Good brother! Don't watch!"

"..."

"Little flatterer."

In the end, Xia Ye didn't think it was not because of lack of energy, but

because he was reluctant to bully the children.

He felt that the burn mark was probably ugly, so the child was told by his

parents and guarded him from seeing it. Xia Ye pondered for a moment, holding

him on his knees and exhorting: "You are right, no one will show you in the

future, you know? There are many bad people in this world if you know how to

protect yourself."

Tang Jinyu held her little (fart pi) in a panic, and nodded repeatedly.

How could he show it to others casually!

He is not violent (exposed) mad.

After Xia Ye educated her younger brother, her attention to Tang Jinyu also

increased again.

This time he discovered another thing.

That was when he went home early on Saturday, when he happened to see another

child at the door of Tang's house, lying on his head and talking to his

brother, looking proficient, it was not the first time he came.