"Mom, Mom, no, no, I didn't turn off the phone."
An Qing immediately started to squeak when asked by Pan's mother.
Pan's mother was just following An Qing's words casually and asked, but she looked at An Qing looked panicked, and couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart.
"An Qing, you are my mother's daughter.
If you have anything to say, you can tell your mother.
Can An Qing tell your mother what happened on the phone?"
Pan's mother felt that she and Pan's father worked so hard just to give their daughter a good life.
Days passed, and now my daughter didn't even dare to talk about the phone call.
Something was obviously wrong.
When I think about what my daughter said before, I feel even more doubts and worries.
"No, it's not mom.
It was Aunt Yu who told me not to call you, for fear that I would disturb your work.
So yesterday, after I called you, Aunt Yu took away my mobile phone.
I told Aunt Yu, You will call me later, but, but" An Qing lowered his head as he spoke, and his voice became softer and quieter.
Mother Pan could guess what An Qing didn't say.
"So, Sister-in-law Yu took your phone and turned it off."
Mother Pan's heart grew colder the more she listened.
She looked at her charming daughter with complicated eyes and took a deep breath.
"Yes."
An Qing glanced at Pan's mother cautiously with her big, clear eyes, then nodded reluctantly and responded.
"Sister-in-law Yu took away An Qing's phone because An Qing always likes to play with her mobile phone."
Pan's mother didn't want to ask clearly, so she wronged the person, forced a smile, and continued to ask.
"No, no, An Qing doesn't play with mobile phones.
Mom believes in An Qing."
An Qing immediately looked up nervously at Pan's mother, her big eyes filled with tears of grievance.
"Mom believes in An Qing, why don't An Qing cry?"
Pan's mother drove the car and watched An Qing cry.
She was so anxious that she could only pull out some tissues and pass them over.
"Mom, An Qing is not a bad boy.
An Qing is really not a bad boy."
An Qing cried while gently pulling on Pan's mother's clothes.
"Then An Qing tells mom why Mrs.
Yu took away An Qing's phone, okay?"
Pan's mother looked at An Qing's childish face seriously and tried to give her courage.
"Yes, yes, I told Aunt Yu that Teacher Zhu always touched me.
I was afraid that Aunt Yu would scold me and call me shameless.
Aunt Yu also said that I couldn't call my parents, otherwise if my parents knew about Teacher Zhu Even if you touch me, you won't want my mother.
Do you and your father really don't want me?"
An Qingyue said, the tears flowed more fiercely.
She looked at Pan's mother with blurred eyes and sobbed as she told the reason for the incident.
Pan's mother was almost crazy with anger and almost crazy with distress.
She slammed on the brakes, stopped the car, turned around and hugged the crying An Qing with both hands.
Pan's mother tried to pass on the warmth from her body to An Qing, who was trembling all over.
She wanted to comfort her child's young heart.
She was afraid that her anger would scare An Qing, so she tried her best to suppress the anger boiling in her heart and try her best to keep a calm face. caressing An Qing's soft hair whispered: "Silly boy, it's not your fault.
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No matter what you look like, your parents want you."
Pan's mother's guilty and distressed tears fell on An Qing one drop at a time with her words.
His neck felt slightly hot.
"Then dad won't dislike An Qing?"
An Qing raised his head slightly, looked at Pan's mother timidly with red and swollen eyes still filled with tears, and asked.
"Of course, if you don't believe it, mom will call your dad right now," Pan's mother said, as if to prove it, she dialed her cell phone to Pan's father.
"Hey, Da Panzi, tell me, do you dislike your daughter An Qing?"
Pan's mother looked at An Qing looking at the phone nervously.
As soon as she answered the phone, she asked straight to the point. tgt ttrgt: