The sky is brilliant and cloudless.

The dense sunlight pours down from the top of the head, passing through the gaps of the leaves, and intertwines the complex landscape paintings on the ground.

This moment has the unique quietness at noon.

The strong wind continued, and the decaying grass emitted a withered breath and drifted heavily.

All Qiao Sinian's people were evacuated from the kindergarten and surrounded outside the kindergarten.

The winter sunshine is still weak, shining softly on the earth, and dust floats in the air, floating and erratic.

The Ferris wheel finally returned to silence, standing quietly in its original place, as if nothing had happened there.

There is still water accumulation on the ground. When the wind blows, the mud and water ripples in the puddles, creating a shallow ripples.

The light shines on the accumulated water, and the water ripples.

Peaceful, quiet.

No sound can be heard.

Time ticked and the sun showed insignificant displacement in the air.

The beautiful kindergarten is shrouded in a light layer of sunshine, emitting a gentle luster, and everything returns to silence.

A quarter of an hour later.

A full quarter of an hour.

Qiao Chengfan ran back along the muddy road.

Xiao Zi was the first to see him, ran up and picked him up from the ground.

Qiao Chengfan and Xiao Zi were not familiar with each other, and they had only seen each other once.

I don’t know where one of Qiao Chengfan’s shoes went. The foot that was not wearing shoes was stained with mud and water, and the yellow socks were dyed into black socks.

He exposed his small arms and legs in the air to be cold, as if soaked in water.

There were still traces of being pinched on my arm, and there was a bruise.

The blood on the little guy's neck was already dry, and the wound was not deep, but it still looked shocking.

Xiao Zi is not good at dealing with children.

She picked up Qiao Chengfan just because of the instinctive reaction of this moment!

Perhaps most women have unexposed motherhood hidden in their subconscious minds. Once stimulated, they will be like a flood and out of control.

Xiao Zi frowned, not knowing how to comfort the child.

She hugged Qiao Chengfan, feeling a little at a loss.

Qiao Chengfan blinked his injured big eyes and bit his little fingers, feeling blank, feeling indescribable.

Immediately, Meng Chen also came over.

He saw that Xiao Zi was not very good at hugging children, nor did he coax children, but just stared at Qiao Chengfan.

"Hug me." Meng Chen spread his arms.

He is very familiar with Qiao Chengfan.

"Oh." Xiao Zi carefully handed the Hinayana sail to Meng Chen.

Meng Chendao was very skilled. He held Hinayana Fan and whispered to him: "It's okay, Chengfan, no one will hurt you anymore. Uncle Meng and your Aunt Xiao will accompany you."

Meng Chen's voice was always low and gentle.

Qiao Chengfan was a little scared. He pouted his mouth, rubbed his eyes, and said nothing.

The chattering Hinayana sail disappeared, and he was silent.

"It's okay, be good." Meng Chen touched his head, "Dad will bring your Qiqi back. Do you have to trust Dad, okay?"

Qiao Chengfan nodded.

"What do you want to eat? Let Aunt Xiao take you to buy it?" Meng Chen said.

Qiao Chengfan shook his head.

Xiao Zi took out a square towel from her body and wet it in the bathroom.

She came over to carefully wipe the blood on Qiao Chengfan's neck and the soil on her little hands.

Xiao Zi doesn't know how to coax the child, but she sees Meng Chen's good at it, and Qiao Chengfan listens to him very much.

"You take him home, I'll go and follow Mr. Qiao." Meng Chen said to Xiao Zi.

Xiao Zi widened her eyes, looked at Meng Chen and Qiao Chengfan.

"Me?" she shook her head, "I can't coax children, it's better if someone is talking to him along the way."
Chapter completed!