Wa: It’s broken, I’ve become a cutting monster!

It was a windless summer evening. The warm yellow sunset shone obliquely on the teaching building of Elite Primary School. A relaxing bell rang, and the originally quiet teaching building suddenly became noisy.

In the classroom of Class 5, Grade 8, a handsome little boy was carefully putting his homework into his schoolbag.

The boy was not very old, but his delicate features already showed that he would become a handsome man in the future. He was at the age of playing around, and his classmates had already scattered, clamoring about where to go after school.

This elementary school is a famous "noble school" in Chengdu, and the tuition fee for one quarter starts at several zeros. Being expensive naturally has its advantages. Not to mention the educational resources, at least the safety is guaranteed.

Don’t be fooled by these little kids who are making a lot of noise and shouting about where to go to play and what to eat. In fact, they are just learning how to communicate with their adults and pretending that they can control their own time. They are basically picked up by their parents as soon as they leave school.

"Phew, childish..."

The boy muttered as he sorted out his schoolbag with his brows lowered. After finishing today's homework, the boy took a deep breath, then grabbed the single shoulder strap of the schoolbag with both hands, and muttered softly with a firm look in his eyes: "Waist and horse are one!"

He threw the backpack back with all his strength. The not-too-heavy backpack went around the boy's thin shoulders for half a circle and then landed steadily on the boy's back.

At this moment, a little head with a ponytail suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom. The little head timidly glanced into the classroom, and finally the eyes stopped on the boy's figure.

"Ah, Brother Zero! I'm right here!"

The little boy, who was called Brother Ling by the girl, suddenly lost his originally casual temperament. He turned around to look at the classroom door in surprise, grinned and laughed foolishly. Then a stream of pure natural crystal pendant flowed down from his right nostril and went straight to his grinning mouth!

"Hey? Bai...Bai Xuan?!" The boy ignored the delicious food in front of him, walked quickly to the door of the classroom, naturally took the little girl's hand, and asked:

"Bai Xuan, why did you come to see me today?"

The little girl named Xiao Baixuan is in grade 4 this year and is considered the boy's junior.

Xiao Baixuan's hand was held, and there was no trace of embarrassment on her face. She seemed to be used to it. She smiled sweetly and said, "My mom and dad went to my grandpa's house and asked me to stay at Brother Ling's house for a few days. Hey, I'm going to stay at your house for the next few days!"

"Ah? Then we can be together every day?" The little boy was overjoyed. He sniffed hard, then pulled Xiao Baixuan towards the school gate, talking and laughing.

......

At the school gate, the head teacher of Class 5, Grade 8, was standing with a...ser? wearing a light pink wide-sleeved glass skirt. The picture was so split. But as a head teacher of an elite primary school, she had received special training, and such a small scene could not scare her at all!

The cosplayer saw many little kids coming out of the school gate, but he couldn't see his own kid. He couldn't help but ask the head teacher next to him:

"Teacher Yang, why hasn't my kid come out yet?"

Teacher Yang was suddenly called upon and looked at the stunning "young woman" nervously. To be honest, after so many years in the industry, she has seen many wealthy ladies, but isn't this parent a little too good-looking?

"Well... Xiao Ling usually comes out so late. He said he has a lot of books to take home to read..." Teacher Yang scratched his head. Usually, Xiao Ling is picked up by the nanny at home. Today, someone who claimed to be Xiao Ling's mother suddenly appeared at the school gate. The security guard saw that "Ling's mother" was not dressed simply, so he quickly called Teacher Yang over to identify her.

Although "Zero's mom" was dressed as if she had just rushed in from the filming set, Teacher Yang was able to confirm that this beauty was Ling's mother through the nanny's previous cell phone number.

Just as the two of them were standing at the school gate staring at each other, "Zero's Mom", who was standing on tiptoe looking around, finally spotted two little ones running out from the corner of the teaching building!

After taking a closer look, who else could that person with a big snotty nose, a silly smile and a silly face be if not his own son?

"Hey! Xuan Baoer! My dear daughter-in-law, mom is here!" When Ling's mother saw her son holding Xiao Baixuan's hand, she jumped up and waved excitedly!

Teacher Yang was stunned when he heard this. Daughter-in-law? Teacher Yang turned around and looked at the gate with "Rongcheng Elite Primary School" written on it, and fell into deep thought...

The two little guys trotted all the way to Ling's mother. Xiao Baixuan didn't think there was anything wrong with being held by Ling's hand, but Ling's mother's words "good daughter-in-law" made Xiao Baixuan blush! Today's primary school students are not like before. The popularity of electronic products has increased their channels for obtaining information, and they have this vague concept at a very young age.

"Hello, Aunt Su..." Little Baixuan said softly, and at the same time secretly broke away from the little hand held by Brother Ling, leaving Brother Ling, who was still laughing foolishly, holding her hand.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Su was so unsportsmanlike and picked up Xiao Baixuan in a bear hug. She pecked the little girl's chubby face a few times affectionately and said with a smile: "Your mother lent you to me, your aunt. You will come home with me tonight!" After saying hello to Teacher Yang beside her, she walked towards the nanny car on the side of the road.

Xiao Ling at the side didn't care at all about being ignored by his own mother. He grinned and followed his mother like a little follower, muttering "My mother is absolutely right!"

Su Ma came to the nanny car with Xiao Baixuan in her arms. The sensible driver had already opened the back door and was waiting by the side. Su Ma dodged and got into the car, closing the door.

But Xiao Ling was quick-witted and ran over in two quick steps. He grabbed the car door that was about to close, and said to the beautiful woman inside with a smile, "I haven't gotten in the car yet!"

Su Ma smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Ling. If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten you were still here."

"Hey, it's okay. Sister Bai Xuan is more important! Let's go home quickly. Sister Bai Xuan, I have a lot of picture books in my room!"

Xiao Baixuan pouted and muttered softly, "I can't even recognize all the characters!"

"It's okay, there are pictures, and I know more words than you, I can tell you!"

Looking at her son's flattering look, Mother Su sighed helplessly.

"Is this child my own? How come he is completely different from his wooden father? So unreserved!"

Of course, she still had to consider her son's face in front of her future daughter-in-law. Su's mother did not speak out her true feelings at an inappropriate time. She just said in a bad tone: "Okay, Xiao Ling, your father is still waiting for you to go home to register. How can you have time to accompany Xiao Baixuan?"

Su Ma turned around and said to Xiao Baixuan with a smile, "Why don't you go pick out a little skirt with godmother? What do you think? Godmother has a lot of beautiful little skirts in her closet!"

The speed of face changing is comparable to that of professionals!

Xiao Baixuan's eyes lit up. Compared to the picture book, the little skirt was obviously more attractive to her!

"Like the pretty little dress that godmother is wearing today!?"

“It’s prettier than this!”