I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

The atmosphere gradually became awkward.

Fu Ze gnawed on his chubby fingers, his nose hung on his face before he had time to wipe it, he blinked dumbly, his gaze made An Zimo particularly uncomfortable.

An Zimo lowered his head, concealedly pulled the mask up, and returned to his seat.

After a while, Fu Ze leaned aside: "An Zimo..."

"what."

"Is **** delicious?"

As soon as Fu Ze spoke, An Zimo sprayed it.

He felt that this might be a child moving him, but judging from the curiosity in his eyes, he was indeed asking this question seriously.

An Zimo dared to promise that if it was delicious now, Fu Ze would definitely taste it secretly!

"You wear a mask, isn't it because your **** smells too bad?"

"Go! You just eat shit!"

"I heard it all."

"You heard a fart!" An Zimo was furious and pushed Fuze away, "Stay away from me, don't talk to me."

Fu Ze narrowed his mouth, reluctantly sitting back to his position.

The rest of the time passed peacefully, and An Zimo didn't feel right until the playground was playing games.

All the children passing by are pointing at him, their eyes are weird, and there is a faint chattering to their ears——

"Do all vampires eat shit?"

"I don't know, but my mother said they eat everything."

"He must be wearing a mask because of his breath."

"..."

An Zimo's eyebrows were dark, her hands slowly clenched.

Being angry, the cuff was gently pulled. He glared back and met Pei Nuo's timid gaze.

"Mo Mo, you, do you really eat papa?"

"Who told you."

"Everyone is saying..." Pei Nuo lacked confidence, so he thought about it and asked again, "Is it delicious?"

"..."

Don't think about it, Fu Ze must have said it!

An Zimo raised his sleeves and rushed into the class to find the little fat man to settle the account.

"Fu Ze——!!!"

Fuze, who was sitting on the ground with piles of wood, was so frightened by the voice, his wrists trembled, and the blocks he had just built fell to the ground instantly. With a sad face, he looked at it aggrievedly, "An Zimo, don't speak so loudly."

"Why are you talking nonsense?" An Zimo stepped forward, condescendingly questioning.

"I didn't talk nonsense."

"If you don't talk nonsense, why are people outside saying that I eat shit?"

Fu Ze's eyes drifted away, "I told Pei Yan, he also promised me not to talk nonsense."

Quite a bit nonsense, An Zimo smiled.

Saying that Cao Cao had arrived, he glanced at him and saw Pei Yan, who was playing enough, panting in to drink water. An Zimo's fingers were itchy with hate, and his teeth flicked back and forth a few times. Finally, he couldn't bear his anger. He rushed back and pressed Pei Yan to the floor, and hit the child's shoulder with a fist.

Pei Yan was beaten up, and soon began to fight back.

The children in the Sunflower class saw that the two of them started to fight again, and they were not in a hurry to call the teacher, and they gathered around to eat melons.

An Zimo and Pei Yan punched me and punched them, making them very lively.

During the pulling, the mask separated from his face, An Zimo woke up like a dream. Pei Yan hit the bridge of the nose with a fistful punch, and a tube of nosebleed slipped down the nasal cavity.

The children sniffed the smell of blood in the air. The blood was so tempting to the little vampires who had no self-control ability. They saw the fangs exposed one after another, the red light flickered strangely under their eyes, and the picture was infiltrating, just like horror. The situation in the movie.

"So sweet~"

"An Zimo tastes mango!"

"Zimo, can we taste you?"

"Lined up!"

I don't know who greeted them, and the children lined up in a row, starving, ready to take him for dinner.

In the chaos, Peinuo brought Teacher Lin to the scene.

It was not the first time Pei Yan and An Zimo had a fight. The teacher had long been surprised. She was surprised that the children in the class even regarded the same kind of food as food. Even if they were vampires, they also had rules and conduct.

"All return to their seats!"

Teacher Lin shouted the order, and the little classmates dispersed and returned to their seats, but still couldn't bear the desire, and drooped one by one to look at An Zimo.

"Turn your head back."

They slowly turned their heads back, and after a while they watched sneakily.

Teacher Lin walked to the two of them and lifted them up with one hand. An Zimo was full of nosebleeds, stubbornly covering his nose and mouth and refused to let go.

"Let the teacher see."

An Zimo doesn't follow.

Teacher Lin pulled An Zimo's little hand forcefully. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't hold back the strength of an adult. In the end, he turned his head away, his little face sinking.

At this time, everyone could see An Zimo's fangs clearly. Unlike the sharp teeth of other children, those two teeth were flat and uneven and couldn't **** blood at all.

Suddenly, the eyes of everyone in the class turned into pity. Even Pei Yan's eyes widened, unbelievable.

"An Zimo, you are disabled." He sighed in astonishment.

"Go away, you are disabled!"

"An Zimo, you are so pitiful, I won't beat you anymore."

"Get out, I'm obviously the one who beat you!!"

"I will ask you to eat snacks tonight, don't be sad." Pei Yan hugged An Zimo and patted his back intimately.

An Zimo pushed him away irritably, without squinting, to clean the nosebleeds on his face in front of the sink.

[An Zimo is very pitiful, no wonder he has such a bad temper. ]

[How does he eat? He's half of my blood cake. ]

[Flat teeth, so poor...]

"..."

This class can't stay any longer!

An Zimo endured his madness and sat back on the small stool with gloomy brows.

He spent the whole day sullenly, and after school in the blink of an eye, the assistant came to pick up the three children home.

"Uncle Assistant, we want to go to the commissary. Just send us to the commissary in the front of the community." Pei Yan was still thinking about asking An Zimo to eat snacks, pinching a few dollars in his schoolbag. The assistant made a request.

"No, I want to send you home." The assistant doesn't have such a big heart to let such a small child hang around outside. If something happens, it will be troublesome.

"It's okay. We will go back after we buy snacks. You can watch us enter the community." Pei Yan said plausibly, "If you let my brother know that I am eating snacks on my back, you will definitely scold me."

The three kids didn't look like they were going to walk around. The assistant reluctantly nodded and escorted them into a small supermarket at the gate of the community.

The small supermarket has a complete range of goods. Pei Yan is holding the paper money back and forth on the shelf in the snack area, looking at An Zimo: "An Zimo, do you eat spicy noodles?"

"Don't eat." An Zimo turned his head, his face full of unhappiness.

Pei Yan continued to ask as if he hadn't heard it: "You eat Tang Seng meat, or a mouth-burning monkey."

An Zimo thought about it for two seconds and then answered: "Burn-mouth monkey."

Pei Yan took a few packs of spicy sticks, and picked a lollipop for his younger sister. The three children walked into the community while eating under the watch of the assistant.

Peiyan's family education is strict, and there is no such thing as free snacks in their family. Just now, the ten dollars was secretly taken from Pei Chen's pocket when he didn't pay attention. It has been hidden for half a month, but today he took it all out to appease An Zimo.

They were sitting in the small pavilion, chewing deliciously.

"Brother, it's spicy~" Pei Nuola's small mouth was red, and he fanned the wind to Pei Yan to beg for water.

Pei Yan unscrewed the bottle cap and gave her a bite, and found that An Zimo was still taciturn.

"An Zimo, do you want water?"

"No." An Zimo wiped his hands, picked up his schoolbag and hung it on his shoulder, "I'm going back."

"You don't need to care about the tooth. It's a big deal. Drink in bags. Like my grandfather, all drinks are in bags." Pei Yan calmed him like a little adult, "But it may be troublesome to find someone in the future."

An Zimo frowned, why does this involve finding someone?

Pei Yan said with a serious face: "My brother said that vampire teeth are like human waists. The sharper the teeth, the better the waist, and the more women like them."

Pei Nuo sucked his fingers and asked ignorantly: "Why?"

Pei Yan waved her away impatiently: "You don't understand, you don't have a waist."

"Why don't I have a waist?"

"Nonsense, only men have waists!"

The conversation between the two of them was wrong with the horse tail, but one dared to speak and the other dared to listen.

An Zimo felt that there was something wrong with the brains of the brothers and sisters, and accelerated their pace to go back to continue grinding their teeth. But at this moment, the screams that sounded behind him made him not forbidden to step.

"What's wrong?"

Pei Nuo stood in front of the grass, his big eyes full of horror.

He twisted his eyebrows slightly and turned back to the two brothers and sisters.

In the grass, a sparrow that had been opened up was struggling violently. A fly hovered over the wound. Even at a distance of half a metre, one could smell the stench emanating from the sparrow's wound.

The little sparrow chirped in pain, flapping its broken wings, seeming to want to fly to the sky again.

The twins had never seen such a miserable scene before, and their eyes were suddenly red.

"Brother, let's save the little sparrow."

Pei Yan nodded, stepping into the grass with one foot without hesitation.

An Zimo hurriedly stopped in front of them, and said coldly: "It's not necessary, this bird is full of bacteria, be careful of infection."

Pei Yan was anxious and sweaty, stomping his feet and roaring: "But if you don't save it, the sparrow will die!"

An Zimo's Yuguang swept back, struggling to make the sparrow's physical strength flow quickly, and the cry followed weakly. He has no mercy in his heart, his eyes are colder than Winter's snow, "The wound should be caused by a wild cat."

"Cat?" Pei Yan's teary eyes were dim, and some couldn't believe that the cute cat would do such a cruel thing.

An Zimo squatted beside the bird and carefully analyzed the wound: "The bird's wings have been broken. It should have been pounced by the wild cat in the process of foraging. Then the cat tore its belly first, but did not eat it. Obviously, it was treated as a wild cat. Toy."

His understatement frightened Pei Nuo, covering his eyes and sobbing.

An Zimo turned around and asked, "Do you want to save it?"

The siblings nodded desperately.

An Zimo curled his lips and smiled: "Okay." His eyelids drooped, and he held the badly injured sparrow in his palm as the two of them looked forward to it, and then—

Tighten it up.

The sparrow barely resisted, and suffocated in his palm a few seconds later, leaving an icy corpse.

midsummer.

Birdsong.

The two faces were pale and pale in the sunshine.

An Zimo's expression was very cold. He threw the dead bird in the trash bag before he could throw it out, threw it high and accurately to the trash can next to it, and finally drew out the tissue, wiping the mucus on his fingers with no expression.

"You...you kill it." Pei Nuo backed away and hid behind his brother, tears in his eyes, fear and blame.

"I'm saving it."

"You obviously killed it!!"

"I killed it and saved it." An Zimo squeezed the ball of paper, his eyes calm, "Rather than suffer long-term pain, it is better to die quickly. Isn't it right?"

How can they understand the meaning of An Zimo's words, Pei Nuo has never been as sad as he is now, nor has he hated An Zimo like he is now.

She picked up a stone from the ground and slammed it against An Zimo's face, screaming in a loud voice; "You are a monster! Nono will never play with you again!" She was very sad, and cried Xiang Jia. Ran in the direction of

A touch of warmth glided across his cheeks.

An Zimo raised his hand to touch it, it was blood.