Wu Mei went to the Children's Palace for class after lunch, and brought Qiuqiu, there is a park behind the Children's Palace, which can be reached in a few steps, and Qiuqiu can go there to play when she is in class.

Because she has to participate in the competition in more than a month, Teacher He is very attentive to her courses, and often adds extra classes without charging money, Wu Mei is very grateful and more attentive, and only hopes that she can be a blockbuster and get a good ranking during the competition.

To Mr. He is also to give an explanation to himself.

There were more students in class on weekends than usual, and as soon as Wu Mei walked into the classroom, there were many hesitant eyes, and everyone whispered, guessing what was going on with the injury on Wu Mei's face, Wu Mei pursed her lips tightly, pretending not to hear those words, but she really didn't feel good at all, and her hatred for He Biyun was deeper.

After class, Teacher He called Wu Mei into the office and asked her how the injury came about, Wu Mei didn't hide it from her, and told her about it, Teacher He couldn't help frowning, and said angrily: "What about your father?" He doesn't care about your mother, let her mess around! ”

Wu Mei laughed self-deprecatingly, didn't say anything, and had nothing to say, Teacher He looked at her sympathetically, blaming herself for not being able to help Wu Mei, this kind of domestic violence can't even be controlled by the Public Security Bureau, she can only watch.

"Meimei, you must get a good ranking in this competition, so that all those who look down on you will be impressed, do you understand what the teacher means?"

Wu Mei nodded, "I know, Teacher He, I will work hard!" ”

Teacher He made a cheering gesture, and the teacher and student smiled heartily.

Wu Mei walked out of the Children's Palace, walked quickly towards the park, Xiong Mumu didn't come to class in the afternoon, his teacher went to the field, only she came to class alone, it should be almost four o'clock now, she has to go back quickly.

"Qiuqiu is coming out, let's go home."

The park is very quiet, there are not many people, Wu Mei called out quietly, but called out a big living person, Yan Mingshun hugged Qiuqiu, and approached her.

Wu Mei blushed, "Brother Ming Shun." ”

Qiuqiu saw his little master, and was about to pounce happily, but the hind paws were pinched by someone, and it couldn't move at all, Qiuqiu struggled a few times, simply turned over, and continued to sleep.

Yan Mingshun saw the scars on the little girl's face, frowned slightly, half of her face was swollen, He Biyun's hand was really black, and she had a fight with Tan Shufang, but Tan Shufang was reluctant to touch her own son Yan Mingda, He Biyun was really incomprehensible to her own daughter like this.

He hid his doubts in his heart, beckoned to Wu Mei, and motioned for her to come closer, "Come here, I'll apply ointment to you." ”

Wu Mei just wanted to say that Xiong Mumu had already applied it, but the words reached her throat and swallowed it again, Yan Mingshun was kind, she couldn't help but know what to do.

Yan Mingshun let Wu Mei sit on the bench, tilted his head, he gently applied ointment to Wu Mei, the autumn sun in the afternoon shot in through the dense camphor leaves, like ancient coins, shining on Wu Mei's fair face, you can see the fine hairs on the skin, as well as the fluttering eyelashes, so that his heart is inexplicably soft, soft and messy.

"Does it hurt?" The voice was so gentle that even Yan Mingshun didn't notice it.

Wu Mei shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Yan Mingshun sighed slightly, and accidentally became more powerful when applying the medicine, Wu Mei couldn't help but shout: "Ouch! ”