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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 3645

Jiangbei, Linzhou.

It was school time, and the streets were full of tourists.

At the door of a kindergarten, parents were gathered, all of them came to pick up their children from school.

There was a lot of voices around, the flow of people and cars were intertwined, and it was blocked.

For this scene, almost everyone around is used to it.

After all, this scene repeats itself every day at school and after school.

Especially when it rains and snows, it becomes even more blocked, and the whole road is only a pot of boiling water.

“Mom, where am I?”

….

“Dad, why did you pick it up today?”

…..

At the school gate, all the children who found their parents were like little sparrows in June, rushing towards the arms of their parents.

Gradually, as time passed, the whole road began to become smoother, and a large number of children were picked up.

In the end, there was only one little boy left, standing alone at the school gate, watching the end of the road, silently watching the distance.

“Xiao Fan, why is your mother late every time?”

“Calling can’t get through.”

“Really, the teacher has been waiting here for more than an hour, and it’s getting dark.”

“Does the teacher have to hurry home and cook?”

Next to the little boy, a female teacher was a little impatient.

While complaining, she kept typing a number with her mobile phone.

“Teacher, I’m sorry, my mother is a little busy at work.” The little boy was very sensible and bent over to apologize to the teacher.

“What about your father?”

“Your mother is busy, is your father busy too?”

“You tell me your dad’s phone number, and I will call your dad!”

The kindergarten teacher asked the little boy in front of him.

After so long, the kindergarten teacher realized that it seemed that the mother of the little boy had always come to school. She had never seen the father of this child.

Hearing this, the little boy’s mood suddenly fell, and his eyes, which were originally scorching, became much dimmed.

“Mom said, Xiao Fan doesn’t have a father…”

When the little boy said this, no one noticed. Not far away, under a big tree, there was a thin figure that trembled quietly.

“Xiao Fan!”

At this moment, a woman’s anxious voice suddenly came from the front.

Then, I saw a woman with delicate facial features, riding an old electric car rushing over.

“Sorry, teacher.”

“I’m so sorry to trouble you for waiting so long.”

“I promise, I won’t be late in the future…”

The woman apologized again and again, her eyes full of embarrassment.

“Don’t promise, I have heard your words dozens of times.”

“I really want to be nice to the child, so let’s find a father for him.”

“It’s really not easy for you to be a woman and bring your own children.”

The teacher sighed, then drove away.

Here, only the mother and daughter are left.

“Mom, are you tired from work today?”

“Not tired. Mom is giving out bonuses. Let’s go, Xiao Fan, Mom will take you to eat delicious food.”

“Mom, I don’t eat, it’s too expensive. Let’s go home soon. Mommy has been working all day and definitely needs a rest.”

….

The mother and son were talking, and soon disappeared in the long stream of people in front of them.

Long after the two left, the figure hiding in the distance just walked out.

He stood at the place where the mother and daughter had stood before, looking into the distance, losing his senses for a long time.

“It’s been half a month.”

“Are you planning to keep watching like this?”

“Always don’t recognize them?”

When the man lost his senses, a graceful shadow appeared behind him quietly.

If Old Han and others were here, they would definitely recognize the woman in front of him, Yue Yao, who was once regarded as a medical immortal in the Dragon Temple.

And the thin man in front of him was naturally not someone else, but Ye Fan, who had left the far north for more than a month.

After returning home, Ye Fan went back to Jiangdong secretly.

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