Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

The fat cub who was struggling was still very important, and the teacher couldn't hold him alone, and the teacher who was afraid of throwing the child hurriedly asked for help.

"Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo! Come here quickly."

Teacher Huo is the only male teacher in the kindergarten. He walked over quickly, hugged the little fat man and weighed him, "Hey, it's not light."

Little Trumpet's eyes were full of tears. When he followed his mother to buy old hen stew soup, his mother said so while carrying the chicken.

After returning home, the old hen, which is not light in weight, becomes chicken soup. Is the baby going to become trumpet soup now?

Teacher Huo looked at the small speaker with a little face, "Which class is this from?"

The female teacher couldn't figure it out either, "It's from your class, right? Didn't you say that your class has a new baby today?"

"What about his parents?"

Talking about this female teacher, she rolled her eyes, "His parents were too ambitious and sent the child to the junior high school next door. It was the students there who sent them back."

"Okay." Teacher Huo was also helpless, holding the small horn, "Then I'll go back to class first."

The little trumpet looked at Teacher Huo aggrievedly, "I don't look like here."

Teacher Huo only thought that the child was not used to it on the first day, "The baby will be here from now on."

Little Trumpet's heart became even colder, he...he met a human trafficker!Mom was right, if you sneak away, you will be stolen.

He cried out with a "wow", and the two jios kept thumping, "Let the baby go, the baby will never dare to curl up again."

Teacher Huo was amused by the little guy, and the babies in the small class have come one after another. They looked at the baby in Teacher Huo's arms, and the most fearless bully walked around Teacher Huo's legs.

Teacher Huo smiled, "Can Nuonuo go to the class first? The teacher will coax the new students first."

The new baby looks so cute, and the little boy named Nuonuo patted his chest, "Nonuo is not afraid of going to school, let Nuonuo persuade him!"

Mr. Huo looked at him with admiration, yes, everyone knows "persuasion".

Teacher Huo walked to the side holding the small horn, "Okay, then you can help the teacher persuade the new classmate not to cry."

The little trumpet finally landed, and he was still sobbing, but looking at Nuonuo who was about the same size, he felt a little comfort in his heart, "Mu...mud..."

Nuonuo looked at this white and tender baby, wanting to be a big brother, and he patted the small trumpet's shoulder proudly, "Don't worry, I will cover you in this film from now on!"

Little Trumpet doesn't want anyone to cover him, he just wants to go home.

Teacher Huo hadn't realized that he had caught the wrong baby. He took the crying of the little trumpet as a sign that he didn't want to come to school.

Kindergarten babies have to eat three meals a day at school, and there are fruits and small cakes to eat at ten o'clock.

The life teacher walked over pushing the dining car, the small horn's nose moved and the crying gradually stopped, and he swallowed.

Teacher Huo felt that he seemed to have found a good way, and he asked softly, "Do you want to eat, baby?"

The little trumpet was very honest, "I think, I think."

The little trumpet here has integrated into a big happy family because of a meal, but the family over there has gone crazy.

After the driver's uncle reported the situation, he began to search around. He also called the police, and his circle of friends was full of missing person notices for the small horn.

Jiang's eyelids twitched during the exam, because his mobile phone was left outside during the exam, and he didn't know what happened.Of course, everyone also deliberately kept it from him, not wanting to affect his exam.

The whole family was dispatched urgently, Feng Tingyun was having a morning meeting when he heard the news, his heart shrank suddenly.

It was lost at the gate of the school, the gate of the junior high school, there were too many people there, plus the parents who sent the students off.It's a mess, and it's over if there is a bad guy.

He hastily pushed back everything today, and brought a few subordinates to help find someone together.

The main area was still around the lost location. They went to check the school's surveillance, but unfortunately, the school's surveillance was broken.

The doorman also said that he had never seen this child. This time was different from the last time. Last time, Jiang Fang found the small speaker when he lost it. This time, he was not so lucky.

Compared with the anxious parents, the little trumpet sits on the small bench as if his buttocks have been stabbed, he doesn't want to sit, he wants to play.

But the other babies are all sitting.

The teacher is telling stories to everyone, and we will play a game of wooden figures in a while.

The little trumpet sat on the stool, listless as if he had been deflated.

Teacher Huo has been paying attention to this new baby. He seems to be happy only for a while while eating.

And then low low low low...

Teacher Huo sighed, such a depressed baby, no wonder he couldn't stay in the previous school.How can there be troubles at such a young age?

Little Trumpet didn't know that he was already a depressed baby. The teacher on the stage was telling a story, and he looked out of the window with a sad face.

Because the face is sideways, the fleshy cheeks are very obvious.

Teacher Huo's heart was hit hard. It was the first time I saw such a baby. Isn't the story he told nice?

After a story is told, it's time for snacks again.Today everyone ate a small piece of watermelon, blueberries and strawberries, and half an orange.Small snacks are sandwich biscuits.

The sweetness of the biscuits faintly wafted through the air, and the little speaker suddenly became energetic.

There was a burst of crying outside, and a man in a suit was pulling a little boy inside.

The little boy was squatting on the ground and rolling around, and the man was helpless, sweating all over, "Ancestor, can you be my father? Why don't you go to kindergarten!"

The little boy was still crying, shouting hoarsely, "I don't want to go to school!"

Little Trumpet was taken aback, Teacher Huo hurried out, "Parent, you are..."

The man looked at the sign of the class he just walked out of, "Are you the teacher of the small class? We are new transfers today."

Teacher Huo's eyes widened suddenly, "Are you guys going to transfer here today? Who is that in the classroom?!"

In the police station, Little Trumpet sat on a row of chairs and kicked his short legs, holding milk from the police lady in his hand.

The principal and Mr. Huo briefly explained the situation, and the policeman on the opposite side was a little helpless, "So you didn't even know this child, so you brought him to school?"

Teacher Huo was a little guilty, no wonder the baby cried hoarsely at the beginning, it turned out that he really made a mistake.

All this was a misunderstanding. Mr. Huo wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "Comrade policeman, this is really... Please help me find it quickly..."

"Hululu!" The small trumpet sucked into a goldfish's mouth, and the last bit of it could not be sucked up.

He is still struggling.

"The parents who lost the child must be in a hurry..."

"Hurrrrrrrrrrrr, Bo'er."

Comrade policeman was immediately amused, he looked helplessly at the little baby opposite.

"Honey, do you remember where home is? What's the name of mom and dad? What's the contact information?"

Little Trumpet thought for a while, "The baby is called Little Trumpet."

As soon as it sounded like a nickname, the policeman asked patiently, "Where's your name?"

The baby tilted his head, not knowing how he dissatisfied his uncle, he said timidly, "Big...big horn?"

Comrade police, he held back, but he couldn't hold back.He covered his face and was about to collapse with laughter. His colleague just recorded this scene. He originally wanted to send it to the group for everyone and brother departments to pay attention to it.

The camera shakes, and it can be seen that the person who took the picture was also laughed.

The police uncle gave up, he decided to ask something else, "Mom and Dad's names?"

This question is so difficult, the little baby scratched his head, "Mom calls, brat, baby. Dad calls hello, so who?"

It can be seen that the baby's father's family status is quite low.

It seems that there is no useful information to be obtained from Xiaobao, so the police uncles decided to use other means.

It just so happened that the video that the colleague posted in the group was seen by another policeman who was helping to find someone. He hurriedly called Wei Xue over, "See if this is your child."

Little Trumpet was sitting on a chair with a milk carton in his hand, and he was about to cry just one glance at Wei Xue, "Yes, it's him!"

That's it, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, come with me and take you to pick up the children."

The whole family rushed to the police station.

Everyone arrived within half an hour, and a colleague ran over in a panic, "What's the look outside, there are a lot of luxury cars."

The two policemen in the room looked at each other, "The parents of the child are here?"

The leader is the old man, although he is on crutches, he is very imposing, Feng Guodong and Feng Tingyun brothers are both from the company, in suits and leather shoes.In addition, the two of them each brought a few subordinates, and the scene was quite spectacular, a bit like a big brother who had washed his hands for many years and came out of the mountain again.

The group of them walked quickly, and the little trumpet finally found his relatives.

What a touching scene, the little trumpet flew over, the veins on Feng Tingyun's forehead twitched, the little guy who had no sense of crisis at all, how could he be so happy now.

They had already seen the recorder on the car, and it was this little guy who didn't know what to do.

Feng Tingyun held back his anger, and Xiao Horan suddenly felt the danger and slammed on the brakes to turn back and run back.

"Come here!" Feng Tingyun grabbed him, and he was a little angry, "Look, look at how anxious you have made grandpa make everyone."

The little trumpet looked at everyone very guilty, and he realized that he had done something wrong.

"Baby, don't dare to curl up."

That's what I said last time.

Seeing that he finally found his family, Mr. Huo and the principal were relieved, they had to go back to kindergarten.

Little Trumpet suddenly looked at them reluctantly, "Baby's biscuits and fruits."

It was time for snacks at ten o'clock, and he was sent to the bureau before he could eat.

Feng Tingyun took a deep breath, "Do you believe I beat you into a biscuit?"

The police comrade coughed lightly, "Parent, the child is still young, we still focus on education. No domestic violence."

Feng Tingyun was just trying to scare him, he knew that if he dared to play the trumpet, his father would kill him.

Out of guilt, the little trumpet cried out, and Wei Xue sighed, "Go home first, don't affect other people's work."