He gave Gu Shimu a suggestion: "Dad, let's change the shift, right? I don't want to stay in this class anymore."

"Okay." Gu Shimu agreed without hesitation.

He held Tang Xiaoci in his arms, held Tang Xiaochu with his other hand, looked at Teacher Yang and said, "I will ask someone to investigate. If you really have no selfishness and are devoted to your children, I can forgive the mistakes you made.

However, if I found out that because Zhao Chicheng's grandfather was the school director, you would indulge Zhao Chicheng to bully other students. I think you are not qualified to be a role model."

Teacher Yang said with a pale face: "Mr. Gu, please believe that everything I did is for the child! It is completely my unintentional mistake to accidentally hurt your son's hand.

Please understand that as teachers, one person needs to take care of more than 20 children, sometimes it is inevitable that there will be omissions, but our hearts are the same as your parents’ hearts, and they are sincere and sincere for the good of the children!”

Gu Shimu glanced at her, said nothing, and left with the children.

Teacher Yang said very beautifully.

He also believes that most teachers are like parents, just like their parents, and sincerely for the good of their children.

However, it is up to be discussed whether she is such a teacher.

Back in the car, Tang Xiaoci was nestled in Gu Shimu's arms, and he was completely depressed.

Gu Shimu checked Tang Xiaochu's hand again with concern. Tang Xiaochu said indifferently: "I have already taken medicine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

It was indeed not seriously injured, it was just a cut. If it were in his hand, he wouldn't even look at it.

But in his son's hands, he felt so distressed.

It's such a magical feeling.

He blew the eldest son, then touched the little head of the youngest son in his arms and asked, "What's wrong? Is it okay to talk to dad?"

Every time he picks up his son, his son is full of energy, smiling as cute as an angel, and as bright as a sun flower.

He was so uncomfortable snuggling in his arms and didn't say a word.

"I'm in trouble!" Tang Xiaoci said with a flat mouth: "I hurt my brother's hand, and I also hurt my father to come to school to see me. I'm a burden!"

As he spoke, he started crying again.

Gu Shimu was so amused that he patted his little butt, "Son, you can eat things randomly, but you can't talk nonsense! How could he say that he was a burden? A derogatory word!"

"Many people say that!" Tang Xiaoci sobbed and said, "Many people say that my brother and I are a burden! My brother is not a burden, I am a burden!"

Gu Shimu's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and he lowered his head and kissed the little guy's hair, and said softly: "They are all bad people. Xiaoci and his brother are not a burden, they are dad's treasures!"

Tang Xiaoci hugged him tightly, buried his little face in his arms, and murmured: "Dad, you will always be with your mother, me and brother, and you will never leave us, right?"

"Of course!" Gu Shimu kissed his hair and sighed: "You are all the lives of your father! Do you leave your life if you see anyone?"

"No!" Tang Xiaoci shook his little head, "If you leave your life, you will die!"
Chapter completed!