Chapter 472: Stylish grandmother (3/4)

As the weather gradually warmed up, Springfield Kindergarten began to add some outdoor courses to the children, like physical education classes, running in the bright sunshine, playing, it is very popular with children.
This week, Chuntian Kindergarten ushered in a new "toy" - a children's play air cushion laying on the open space outside the kindergarten!
Similar to some children's playgrounds, this is an inflatable cushion with a guardrail and a shape like a castle. There are not many fun items in it. Counting them, it is an air cushion that can be used for children to climb up and down. The slides are a bit interesting. The rest are cartoon characters. They can only be punched and kicked. There is no other meaning.
But such a "simply" children's play air cushion strongly attracts all the children of the three classes of large, medium and small. After many children went to play, they were reluctant to come down. When the physical education class was over, they cried and refused to go back to the classroom.
For the teachers, it is also a happy trouble.
No matter how others cry, now they are very happy, because the physical education class for the children in the middle of the shift!
"Giggle, hey, guess where I am?"
Yongzheng had a deep foot and a shallow foot, and he swayed on the air cushion. Yang Qiqi’s voice did not know where it came from.
Looking at the past, she suddenly found a stupid. I saw the little girl laughing and playing there, but the air cushion was not well controlled, soft, and it took two quick steps. Often, the heel did not move on the forefoot, and the bones fell on the air cushion. .
The slamming was quite embarrassing, turned over, and the four-pronged, bud silk gauze, and the white princess dress with delicate embroidery were all spread and bloomed.
However, the air cushion is soft and it does not hurt. On the contrary, it is also fun.
"Oh!" he screamed, then rolled over and climbed again.
She couldn't take a pat on her pleated skirt, and smirked and ran to the big cactus air cushion pillar.
"Kiki, I saw you!" He walked to the air cushion column, then explored the small head and screamed into the gap behind him.
"Giggle! Hey, you found it really fast!" Yang Qiqi got out of the gap between the "cactus" and the guardrail, pulling the sly hand and giggling.
However, it is still not finished, and a chubby body is drilled behind. Lan Xin said: "Hey, you didn't find me, I am here too!"
"Hey, Kiki, come here to play!" Chen Shiyun shouted and interrupted their conversation.
The three little girls turned their heads and looked at it. Chen Shiyun was crawling at the top of the slide and waving at them. On the slide, Nan Zhaoyu took the lead in rolling down.
That's right, it's rolling. He didn't know how to balance. He hit it straight and rolled down like wood.
But after watching him roll down, he was sitting on the ground and smirking, and it seemed to be fun too!
"Chen Shiyun, wait for me!" Yan Xing came up, and the little girl screamed and ran to the side with a deep foot.
"I am coming too!" Lan Xin slammed the door, and she chased it with Yang Qiqi.
But obviously, on this air cushion, the speed of running is not coming soon. She also went halfway and saw Chen Shiyun slipping down the slide.
"Chen Shiyun, you don't wait for me!" He whispered his mouth and cried unhappledly.
Chen Shiyun waved his hand indifferently and cried: "It doesn't matter! Let's climb together!"
I thought about it and came to interest again. She said happily: "Well, let's climb together! Then slide down together, okay?"
This proposal was unanimously agreed by the friends. At this time, Nan Zhaoyu, who was dizzy for a while, shook his head and climbed up from the air cushion.
"I want to stand in the middle of Qi and Kiki!" Nan Zhaoyu took a slow step. He looked at the little friends who had pulled up the little hands and scratched his head. Some of them said it.
Really pick!
But Yang Qiqi was not very happy. She held her hand tightly and said, "I want to hold hands with you."
Or Lan Xin is more kind, she loosened her hand and said: "Zhao Yu, come over here, I will hold hands with you!"
At this time, Teacher Mu came over. She walked along the guardrail and finally found her. She smiled and said, "Hey, your father is here."
"I am coming?" The little girl first had some surprises, then she became hesitant, and she reluctantly looked at the air-cushion slide.
Want to get off the air cushion? But she hasn't played enough yet!
"Mr. Mu, are we out of school?" Lan Xin asked in confusion.
It’s still in the morning, I haven’t eaten at lunch, how come my father is here?
Teacher Mu smiled and said: "No, my dad came back to pick up because they had something."
Although some people still want to continue playing, but Dad is waiting for her, the little girl can only bear the pain of cutting love, holding a small mouth and following Mu teacher to find Dad.
However, after seeing my father, the little emotion just disappeared.
"Hey, we have to go back in advance today, because the grandmother’s plane is coming at noon, we have to pick up the grandmother together!" Yang Lan hugged her hand in her left hand, and her right hand helped her with a small schoolbag and said with a smile.
"Really?" The little girl surprised to hug her father's neck and said.
Along the way, the little girl was very excited. She couldn’t see the little depression when she just came out. She said to her father: "I like grandma very much, because my grandmother will look good!"
"Good-looking clothes? Isn't your grandmother singing?" Yang Lan asked, raising an eyebrow.
With a small head, I couldn't understand my father's logic. She said with confusion: "Grandma is good to sing, but I like my grandmother's clothes most!"
"Hey, Dad understands, you mean, Grandma will sing again, and will tailor, that is, will make clothes, right?"
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At noon, Yang Lan drove seven nanny cars borrowed from Tianmei, carrying Murphy, Mo Xiaojuan, and Mohe Year, and the family went to the airport in Jiangcheng to pick up Zhou Mengyu from the port city.
When she saw her mother-in-law, Yang Lan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhou Mengyu to be so well maintained. He was nearly sixty years old. Like the people around fifty, his face was ruddy and his wrinkles were shallow, but his hair was somewhat white. But she did not mean to black.
Of course, the appearance is still secondary. Yang Lan is amazed by the taste of her dress. Zhou Mengyu is different from the ink crane year. The latter is addicted to the cowboy dressing. Although the fabric is trendy, the styles come and go. Zhou Mengyu is different. She is not like other teachers, she wears cheongsam for fashion.
She wore a loose knit dress, which is not so much a dress as a dress, but the style is extremely retro, half-length sleeves, half-length arms, like ancient robes and skirts.
Precision knit fabrics, dark green tones, look great!
The beauty of this robes lies in its skirt, which is also the position of the legs. With embroidery, the colorful clusters of flowers and two flying butterflies are vividly left on top!
This pattern, like the finishing touch, completely reinvigorated this retro monotone dress.
Looking at the wife's mother wearing high-heeled leather boots, dignified and generous, Yang Lan has a model to see the fashion week, a little can not believe their eyes!
Not to mention Yang Lan, people around the pick-up have also voted for attention, of course, not stunning, but sigh and admire!
It’s easy to die, Zhou Yuyu, who now has white hair and wrinkles, can’t be like a little girl, let others see the dream of the soul, but this old man still has no forgetting elegance, but many people are envious. Free and easy!
Suddenly, Yang Lan understood that the old man wearing a denim can wear such a tide!
The original hero is here!