Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

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

"Teacher Huo, Teacher Huo! Come here now."

Teacher Huo is the only male teacher in the kindergarten. He walked over quickly, hugged the little fat man, and said, "Oh, the weight is not light."

Little Horn’s eyes were full of tears. When he followed his mother to buy the old hen stew, his mother said so with the chicken.

After returning home, the heavy-weight old hen became chicken soup. Is the baby going to turn into horn soup now?

Teacher Huo looked at the little speaker a little bit, "Which class is this?"

The female teacher couldn't figure it out, "Is it in your class, didn't it mean that your class has a new baby today?"

"What about his parents?"

Speaking of the female teacher, she rolled her eyes, "His parents were too big and sent the child to the junior high school next door. It was the students there who sent it back."

"Okay." Teacher Huo was also helpless, he held the trumpet, "Then I'll go back to class first."

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

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

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

He cried out with a "wow", and the two jiao kept fluttering, "Let go of the baby, the baby never dared to curl up again."

Teacher Huo was amused by the little guy. The babies in the small class have been coming one after another. They looked at the baby in Teacher Huo's arms, and the little overlord who was least afraid of life turned around Teacher Huo's legs.

Teacher Huo smiled, "Will Nuonuo go to the class first? The teacher coaxes the new classmates first."

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

Teacher Huo looked at him with admiration, yes, he knew he was "persuaded".

Teacher Huo walked to the side holding the trumpet, "Okay, then you can help the teacher persuade the new classmate to stop him crying."

The little horn finally landed, and he was still playing with it, but looking at the almost big Nono, there was a touch of comfort in his heart, "mud...mud..."

Nono looked at this white and tender baby, wanting to be a big brother around the corner, he proudly patted the small horn on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll cover you here in the future!"

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

Teacher Huo hasn't realized that he has caught the wrong baby. He regards the cry of the trumpet as not wanting to come to school.

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

The teacher of life pushed the dining car and walked over, the nose of the little horn moved and gradually stopped crying, and he swallowed.

Teacher Huo felt like he had found a good way, and he asked softly, "Do you want to eat?"

Little Horn is very honest, "I think, I think."

The little speaker here has joined the happy family because of a meal, and the family over there has gone crazy.

The driver's uncle started to look around after reporting the situation. He also called the police. In the circle of friends, people were looking for small speakers for missing persons notices.

Jiang's eyelids jumped during the exam because he left his mobile phone outside and didn't know what happened. Of course, everyone deliberately kept the word from him and didn't want to affect his exam.

A big family rushed out, Feng Tingyun was having a morning meeting when he heard the news, and his heart shrank suddenly.

It was lost at the gate of the school, at the gate of the junior high school, where there were too many people, plus the parents who sent the students. It's messy, and it's over if there is one with a bad heart.

He quickly pushed everything about today, and brought a few subordinates to help find someone.

The main area is still around the lost place. They went to check the school's surveillance, but unfortunately, the school's surveillance actually broke down.

The uncle doorman also said that he had never seen this child. This time is different from the last time. The last time the small speaker was lost, Jiang Fang was found by Jiang Fang. This time he had no such good luck.

Compared with the parents' anxious little horn sitting on the small bench, it seems to be pierced.

But the other babies are sitting.

The teacher is telling a story to everyone, and I will play a game of wooden people for a while.

The trumpet sits on the stool as if being deflated and wilting.

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

Then it's low and low...

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

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

Because he is facing sideways, the fleshy cheeks are very obvious.

Teacher Huo's heart has been hit hard. Is this the first time I have seen such a baby? Is the story he tells not good?

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

The sweetness of small biscuits was faintly in the air, and the little horn suddenly became energetic.

There was a cry outside, and a man in a suit was pulling a little boy inside.

The little boy squatted on the ground and rolled around. The man was also helpless, sweating in a hurry, "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 Horn was taken aback, and Teacher Huo quickly went out, "This parent, you are..."

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

Teacher Huo suddenly widened his eyes, "You are going to transfer today? Who is in the classroom?!"

In the police station, the little horn sits on a row chair and kicks his short legs, holding the milk from the police lady in his hand.

The principal and Teacher Huo briefly explained the situation, and the police on the opposite side were a little helpless, "So you didn't know this kid so you took him to school?"

Teacher Huo was a little guilty, no wonder the baby was crying hoarse, it turned out that he really made a mistake.

All this is a misunderstanding. Teacher Huo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Comrade police, this is what I am... please, hurry up and help me find..."

"Hululu!" The little horn sucked into a goldfish's mouth, and finally couldn't breathe a little bit inside.

He is still struggling.

"The parent must have been anxious if the child lost his..."

"Snoring, snoring, Bo'er."

The police comrade was amused all at once. He looked at the baby opposite with a little helplessness.

"Baby, do you remember where your home is? What are your parents' names? How do you contact them?"

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

When I heard it was my nickname, the police uncle asked patiently, "Where is the nickname?"

The baby tilted his head and wondered where he was dissatisfied with his uncle. He said timidly, "Big...big speakers?"

Comrade police he held back, but he really didn't hold back. He covered his face and was about to laugh, and his colleague just recorded this scene. He originally wanted to post it to the large group for everyone and the brother department to pay attention.

The camera was shaking, and the person who could be seen shooting was also laughed.

The police uncle gave up, he decided to ask something else, "Names of mom and dad?"

This question is so difficult, the little baby scratched his head, "Mom called, Nao, baby. Dad called hello, who's that."

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

It seemed that there was no useful information from the little baby's mouth, and the police uncles decided to take other measures.

It happened that the video that the colleague sent to the group was seen by another policeman who was helping to find someone. He hurriedly called Wei Xue over, "Look, see if this is your child."

Little Trumpet sat on a chair with a milk carton in his hand. After only one glance at Wei Xue, he was about to cry, "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 kids."

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 posture outside, a luxury car walking around."

The two police officers in the room looked at each other, "The parents of the children are here?"

The leader is the old man. Although he is on crutches, he is full of momentum. The two brothers Feng Guodong and Feng Tingyun both come from the company and are in suits and shoes. In addition, the two of them brought a few subordinates, and the scene was quite spectacular, a bit like the eldest brother who had been washing his hands for many years came back out of the mountain.

They walked fast, and Little Horn finally found his relatives.

What a moving scene, the little speaker rushed over, and the blue veins on Feng Tingyun's forehead jumped, and the little guy with no sense of crisis, how could he still be so happy now.

They had already seen the recorder on the car, and it was this little guy who didn't know the height of the sky and ran out by himself.

Feng Tingyun held back his anger, the little horn suddenly felt the danger and slammed back and ran back.

"Come over here!" Feng Tingyun caught him, and he was a little angry, "Look, look at what you have made Grandpa anxious for everyone."

Little Horn looked at everyone very guilty, and he realized later that he had done something wrong.

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

The same was said last time.

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

Little Horn suddenly looked at them reluctantly, "Baby's little biscuits and little fruit."

It was ten o'clock when he had a snack, and he was sent to the game before he could eat it.

Feng Tingyun took a deep breath, "Do you believe it or not I beat you into a cookie?"

The police comrade gave a light cough, "This parent, the child is still young, we still focus on education. Don't domestic violence."

Feng Tingyun was just frightening him. He knew that if he dared to play the trumpet, his father could kill him.

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