As he spoke, he took Xiaobo's hand and walked over, standing in front of the mother and son: "Our Xiaobo is painting well there, your son ran over and grabbed his brushes, he didn't take so many brushes over there, but he grabbed what others were using, who is not educated?" Xiaobo is the user of that paintbrush, he doesn't want to give what he has in his hand to your son, it's normal, what are you doing when your son and Xiaobo are fighting? Watching his son snatch someone else's things, why didn't he come out and stop it? Is this your family's upbringing? Before Xiaobo pushed him, it was your son who pushed Xiaobo first, if there was not a wall behind him, maybe he was the one who fell to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The boy's mother opened her mouth, as if to refute, but Lin Qingyu didn't give her a chance, and continued in one breath: "It's normal for children to quarrel and fight, I didn't want to reason with you and say who is right and wrong, and the two children were not injured, but they just pushed each other." But you, as a parent, come up as a wild child, and scold our family Xiaobo all the time, then I have to reason with you, who is the uneducated wild child? ”

Many parents gathered around, listening to Lin Qing's words clearly explain the reason, and many people pointed at the boy's mother and cast disdainful glances; Some people also said that it was a bit too small for adults to follow the children's affairs, and besides, it was their children who were at fault......

The woman's face gradually turned red under the pressure of everyone.

The father of the boy, who had not spoken, said: "This is not our fault, as you said, adults should not be involved in the affairs of children, they have their own way of solving them, maybe now they push each other, and after a while they will become friends again." Our Xiaofeng is a little naughty, and what his mother said just now is also inappropriate, I apologize to you on their behalf. ”

Lin Qingyu looked at the man, this is reasonable. At this glance, I realized that it was the man who had just sat downstairs at the table next to him and praised Xiaobo for being sensible.

I couldn't help but suddenly think, no wonder that Xiao Feng didn't take other paintbrushes but grabbed the one in Xiao Bo's hand, about as early as when his father praised Xiao Bo, the child was angry in his heart, and he ran into Xiao Bo here, so he came up to find trouble.

It doesn't matter if children quarrel with each other or even do something, but with such a jealous and hateful child, Lin Qingyu really thinks it's better to stay away from him.

So Xiaofeng's father took his son's hand and brought him to Xiaobo, saying, "Come, little friend pulls hands, we will be good friends in the future." At that time, Lin Qingyu took Xiaobo behind him, avoiding the little boy who was still full of resentment and resentment.

When the boy's father saw this, he stopped saying anything, took his son's hand and said goodbye to the others.

Lin Qingyu squatted down and looked at Xiaobo: "Xiaobo, the kid who snatched your paintbrush is gone, do you want to continue painting here, or let's play in another place?" ”

Bo's eyes blinked, but there was no other reaction.

Lin Qingyu felt that this child could understand what she said, but he was unwilling or didn't know how to give feedback to others about his opinions.

So Lin Qingyu slowed down and said to Xiaobo more patiently: "The child who disturbed Xiaobo's painting has already left, you see ......" Lin Qingyu turned his head and pointed in the direction where Xiaofeng was walking.