Chapter 16:

Hearing the cry, Cheng Huan's heart also began to tremble. All previous speculations resurfaced, and the more he thought about it, the more he panicked.
"What's wrong baby, is someone bullying you?"
Cheng Huan said, wipe his hands on the towel, ready to go out with the key.
She thought about it. If Xingxing was bullied in school, he would pick him up, and it would be a big deal to change to a kindergarten.
The little guy cried for a while, then whispered, "I ... I miss you so much!"
He cried louder.
Suddenly I came to an unfamiliar environment, and the stars were a little scared. Later, I met a lot of children of the same age to play together, and I felt that the kindergarten was not bad. When I was eating at noon, I was eating something not so delicious in my mouth, and the little guy was Grieved.
Why did my mother send him to this place, and she would not like him if she didn't come to see him!
The little guy became more and more sad, and put his watch on the table when he was eating. When he thought of his mother saying that he could use this to contact her, Xingxing tried it.
As a result, I can really hear my mother's voice!
The stars have thousands of grievances to confide, crying twice and started talking nonstop.
Ask her if she doesn't like him anymore? He said that the kindergarten meal was not as delicious as Cheng Huan's, and how much he missed her. Finally, the style of the painting changed, and he began to talk about a few children he knew, and also said that the teacher taught them a song.
"Mom, I sing it to you."
"Okay." Cheng Huan didn't feel relieved when those things she imagined happened. She let go of her hand on the doorknob, returned to the sofa and sat cross-legged with a smile. "I haven't I heard the stars sing. "
There immediately sang: "One, two, three, four, five, hit the tiger up the mountain, the tiger did not hit, hit ... hit ..."
The kindergarten teacher taught the nursery rhymes to coax the group of little farts. Even after teaching it twice, the star remembered a melody. The lyrics behind him were almost forgotten. He stammered after two sentences, and finally pouted. , Cried and said, "Mom, I won't sing."
The tone of the words was extremely wronged. Cheng Huan just laughed when she heard it. She coughed twice before she began to comfort: "It's all right, the stars are already great. I still remember so many things that my mother can't remember."
The compliments from time to time are conducive to the establishment of children's confidence. When Xingxing heard it, he was immediately coaxed, and his face was raised: "Mom, I must have learned it at night."
"Okay, the stars go home and sing to me that night."
The two were confused for a while, and the stars confirmed that their mother would come to pick themselves up at night, so they obediently went to sleep with the teacher.
Hanging up, Cheng Huan exhaled, she shook her head and smiled twice, and got up to continue working.
Kindergarten closes at five o'clock. Cheng Huan passed half an hour in advance. Many parents were surrounded outside when they went. Many parents sent their children to school on the first day. It was unavoidable to worry.
Cheng Huan stared at the time while chatting with other people, and she was chatting with the mother of the little fart who rolled in the morning.
"You don't know, my son's arrogant. My father and I had long wanted to send him to school. I lost the school and went to look for work." The young woman said words of disgust, but she glanced into the garden from time to time I want to come and worry about my child.
She glanced at her and asked Cheng Huan again, "I think you brought the child alone in the morning, what about your husband?"
"He's not there." There was no such thing at all.
"Then you are fortunate." The young woman thought that Cheng Huan's husband was outside: "My husband and my mother-in-law and three people are tired of seeing a child. Your husband is not here yet and must not be annoyed."
She sighed: "You said that raising a child is costly and energy-intensive. What would it mean to get married if your husband was a shopkeeper again?"
The woman said, and then the wind turned around and said that her husband was in charge. Cheng Huan listened to her name, complaining, but showing off. She smiled and said nothing.
Man, whoever wants it, who wants it, anyway, she doesn't intend to.
Chatting, the time passed a lot. At 5:00, a cheerful music sounded in the kindergarten. Parents outside the door rushed to the door and wanted to be the first to see their children.
Cheng Huan was pushed forward and squeezed two steps. He propped up with his hands and did not squeeze onto others.
She pulled back a little and looked in through the door slit. It didn't take long to see a teacher taking the children out.
On the first day of kindergarten, these children will be taught to line up, and those who come over can barely become a straight line.
The door was opened, the first team of teachers came out, called a name to a parent, and led them one by one.
Cheng Huan waited for a while before hearing the star's name. She responded and squeezed forward. Parents on both sides gave her a way.
The stars stood at the front, and the moment they saw Cheng Huan, they couldn't wait to run over. Cheng Huan squatted down, caught the little guy's flutter, kissed him on the cheek again, got up and took his hand: "Let's go, we're going home."
Xingxing carried a small schoolbag and bounced as he walked, saying that he had learned to count ducks in the afternoon and would sing to her when she went home.
"Okay." Cheng Huan touched his head and asked him how many friends he made.
The little boy counted his fingers and stretched out four fingers: "Four! I know Rarity, edamame, and Niuniu. Let's play the slide together."
"We are still four years old!"
"Really? Then you really have a fate." Cheng Huan laughed.
It is estimated that after a while, this silly moth will know that most of his classmates are four years old.
"Yeah!" The star focused heavily, and although he didn't know what fate meant, he repeated the sentence: "We have fate!"
After saying what he had seen and heard for a day, Xingxing asked Cheng Huan again, "Mom, what are you doing today?"
The little guy looked at her with bright eyes, as if looking forward to something.
At first glance, Cheng Huan understood what this meant. She pretended to think about it, and then said, "I think of the stars at home today."
"I miss my mother too!" Xing Xing jumped up and hugged her hand, said sticky, her eyes narrowed into a slit.
Back at home, the stars performed Cheng Huan's nursery rhymes they learned today. After being praised, they started to scurry around the house.
Cheng Huan prepared dinner and greeted him for dinner.
The little guy was also restless while eating. He picked up a grain of rice on his mouth and put it in his mouth, complaining that the food at school was not as good as his mother made.
"I want to eat what mom made."
Cheng Huan also wanted the stars to eat better, but the kindergarten unified meals, and it was forbidden to bring any food to the crew. She also could not open a small stove for the stars, so she could only persuade them.
In order to comfort the young mind that the star was hit by food, Cheng Huan played with him for a while, and when he went out to the stall, it was more than an hour later than usual.
Cheng Huan didn't know, because this hour late made her miss a chance to make money.
Chen Nian didn't wait until yesterday, and came to try his luck again the next day, but when the others opened their doors to welcome them, there was still no movement in the corner of the house.
He was a little disappointed, and he almost believed what Zheng Shen said, found another street food that was said to be delicious, and beckoned to stop a taxi.
Chen Nian just got on the car here, Cheng Huan also arrived on a tricycle. She opened the canopy curtain, moved the light plate out, moved the ingredients in the car to the safe inside, connected the electricity, and turned to greet a few people who just came in The guests.
"You can choose what you want."
Because Cheng Huan didn't come yesterday, the business of Zheng Shen's family was a lot better. He was quite happy in his heart, and he felt that he was really convinced.
Also, the taste of the produced things is different. Who knows if there are poppy shells in it, maybe they were investigated.
Zheng Shen had malicious speculation in his heart, hoping that the house next to him would be closed forever, and it would be better to be locked up.
He fixed his own booth and stared outside the door, seeing that the sky was getting darker and there was no sign of coming, and he couldn't hold himself happily. The corners of his mouth were raised when he smoked.
"What are you doing here?" When a guest came in, Bao Zhen fired a portion of the meal and turned around, turning around and seeing her husband swaying outside doing nothing.
With a spark in her heart, she walked over and took a slap on Zheng Shen: "If a guest comes, you will not be entertained!"
Zheng Shen nodded: "Is this house closed?"
"No," Bao Zhen didn't believe. "Her business is so good.
"I guess I put something that can't be seen? Is it best to turn it off?" Zheng Shen smirked, and saw how many people came over. He dropped his cigarette and stepped out. He was about to greet people and saw those people passing by Already.
"This house is closed." He yelled, thinking that these people would definitely be brought in, and watching Cheng Huan drive a tricycle over there.
Zheng Shen's eyes widened, and seeing that the guests could not be solicited, he whispered a swear word, spit, glared at Cheng Huan, and turned to Bao Zhen and shouted: "Don't work here to see a fart."
When I was there, I went to another snack bar and just ordered a hot noodle, my friend's phone number came.
"Don't you say that you want to make that barbecue? How about it? If not, let's make an appointment today?" The old friend would not forget to eat Ji Chenghuan's barbecue, and take the time today to prepare for an appointment Eat again together.
After all, eating barbecue also depends on the atmosphere, the more people, the better.
Aged noodles, he replied, "Go, I didn't take a picture."
"What's wrong?" My friend wondered.
Chen Nian sighed: "I haven't seen the door open for two days. Others told me that her house is closed."
He snorted and asked his friend, "Is that barbecue really as delicious as you said?"
"It must be delicious! What did I lie to you?" My friend couldn't accept his own taste was questioned, and he was puzzled by the sentence: "Really closed?"
"Closed. I just came over from here. Now you are on the Donghuan Road. Would you like to come?" After eating the noodles, I think the taste is good.
"No, I'll check it out." My friend thought about barbecue for several days, and couldn't accept the food once eaten.
"I went there for a look, maybe it was a new look."