"You... Did you come with the teacher? Why don't you go home? " Su wennuan asked and looked at the little milk ball. She found that there was a little dust on him. He should have been lying all the way in the car, but she didn't understand why the child didn't go home and wanted to go home with her.

"Warm, baby can stay in your house tonight?" Small milk ball holding Su wennuan's hand, head up to sell cute coquetry, it is Su Wenmeng's face blood, but her head is still clear.

Some things should not be agreed. She shook her head and said, "of course not. If you don't go home at night, your parents will be worried. They will think you are lost and they will look for you all over the world."

"Tell the teacher where your home is, and the teacher will take you home?"

"No, baby, don't go home!"

"Wuwuwuwu, wennuan doesn't love her baby. She is really poor!" Small milk ball with a villain like, the first second is still cute coquetry, after a second can immediately shed tears, see Su warm heartache.

"The baby doesn't cry. The teacher loves you very much. The baby is so cute. How can the teacher not love you? If you really don't want to go home, it's OK. But the teacher should call your parents and tell them that you are safe. If they agree that you live in the teacher's house, the teacher will let you live here, OK?" Su wennuan pauses down and puts Tang Tang with a bubbly nose in her arms. She is the one who can't see a child crying.

"Wuwuwuwu, the baby is so pitiful... The baby has no Mommy, and daddy is no longer at home. The baby doesn't want to go home alone. The baby is afraid!" The more the little guy said, the more sad he was. Tears were like golden beans. He didn't want money.

It's very sad to hear that Su wennuan has no mommy and daddy is not around. No wonder the child doesn't want to go home. It's a poor baby.

"If the baby doesn't cry, you should tell the teacher who usually takes care of you and contact your family, or they will be worried!"

"Usually it's the servants who take care of the baby, but the baby doesn't know his phone number, and the baby doesn't know the way home. Wennuan... Don't drive the baby away, OK?" The little guy is holding Su wennuan's hand with his head down, shaking pitifully, like that, a little wretch who was abandoned.

"If the baby doesn't cry, the teacher won't drive you away." Su warm heartache of the child picked up, gently coax.

"Let's go, first go to the teacher's home to play for a while, the teacher calls the school to ask if there is any contact information of your home!"

"Yes, it's so warm!" The little guy is still wearing tears, but his mouth grins, happily kisses Su wennuan's face, and then shyly buries his head in Su wennuan's neck nest.

Su wennuan took the child home, put it on the sofa, and gave him some fruits and snacks to watch cartoons in the living room. Then she quickly took out her mobile phone to contact the school people.

But when she took out her mobile phone, she remembered that she was not familiar with the school teachers on the first day of work, and she didn't leave contact information, even if she wanted to contact.

Then she took out the employment contract to search for the phone number, but no one answered the call. For a time, Su Nuan also had a headache.

She likes the child very much, but now it's not a problem that she can't live. She must inform the parents of the child, otherwise the parents of the child will have to go crazy.

"Tang Tang, the teacher can't get in touch with the people in the school. Otherwise, the teacher will go back to the school with you and wait for a while. Maybe your family will pick you up soon, OK?" Su wennuan talked with the child gently.

"Don't want to, baby don't go home, baby don't leave wennuan, Wuwu... Baby will be with wennuan..."

"Warm you don't worry, baby's family won't come to look for, because the baby has said with them today, they have agreed!" The little milk ball said seriously, and then he blinked his big eyes.

"Did you talk to your family? What do you say? "

"The baby said that she would not go home tonight, but would live in the teacher's house. They agreed."

"Really? Are you lying? "

"The baby is very good, the baby can't lie!" Little guy said also made a show of hands to swear, cute funny look, people love to death.

Su wennuan stares at the child and thinks that he is dangerous inside. A three-year-old doesn't know anything. How can he lie? If he is so young, he will lie, and he can't say anything.

Generally speaking, a three-year-old is not smart. Even if he is smart, is it possible for him to make up and act like this?

"As long as you have talked to your family, you can live in the teacher's house. What would the baby like to eat tonight? Will the teacher make something delicious for you?"

"Baby is not picky, as long as it is warm to do baby love to eat!" The little guy also showed a row of neat and lovely millet teeth, smiling at Su wennuan. Su wennuan couldn't help kissing him on his little face.

"Well, the baby is so good, then you can play in the living room for a while, and the teacher will make some delicious food for the baby!"

At the end of the speech, she turned and went to the kitchen. She didn't want to worry so much. She wanted to leave her child here for a meal. If their family were really looking for him, she would contact the school immediately, and the school would contact her.

Because she is the child's teacher, when the school contacts her, she will explain the situation and then send the child back. If no one really contacts her, it means that the little milk ball is really pitiful, no one takes care of it, no one cares about it, so she should leave the child to take care of it for one night.

After she figured it out, she did not worry about cooking in the kitchen, and made a lot of children's favorite meals.

"Wow, it's so fragrant... Warm, can the baby eat?" The little milk ball looked at the delicious saliva all over the table.

Su wennuan looked at him and patted his chubby white paw angrily. "Go wash your little black hand before you eat it!"

"Well, baby, wash your hands

Just as Tang Tang ran into the bathroom, Fang mujin suddenly pushed the door in and glanced at the table. Seeing that there were two more dishes than usual, she asked with a smile, "girl, how did you make so many delicious dishes tonight?"

"Fang... Mr. Fang, you are back. I have something I want to talk to you about!" Su wennuan suddenly smiles awkwardly, remembering that he is living in someone else's home and brings back a small bun. Is this appropriate?

"Well, what's the matter?"

Fang mujin's voice just fell, the little milk ball just held up her little hand and rushed out from the bathroom excitedly. Her mouth was still clear and loud: "warm, baby washed, can you eat?"

Only half of the child ran to see the tall shadow at the door, suddenly stunned, and then a white face, smile also stuck in the face, as if hit a ghost in general.