Su Mianmian patted Dongdong's back gently, and said softly, "Don't cry, Dongdong."
He was getting out of breath if he continued crying.
Dongdong buried her face in Su Mianmian's arms and slowly stopped crying, but he was unwilling to lift his head up.
After all, he was still a four-year-old child, and he felt a little shameful crying in front of his classmates.
"You are?" The teacher looked at Su Mianmian and thought that she looked very young. Could she be Dongdong's sister?
"I'm Dongdong's mother." Su Mianmian replied.
The teacher said in shock, "That's impossible! You look so young. I want to contact Huo Chendong's parents and talk to them about educating their child, please don't affect the child's development."
"I'm really his mother." Su Mianmian said, "You can talk to me."
Dongdong lifted his pitiful little face and said, "She is my mommy."
The teacher glanced at them again and thought, maybe she's his stepmother.
