After Transmigrating, I Sell Lunchboxes to Support My Child and the Fool

In today's era of transmigration novels, Ning Wan has also transmigrated. Unfortunately, she is neither the heroine nor the vicious supporting female character. Instead, she has transmigrated i...

Chapter 72 Meeting a Soft-Hearted God

Ning Wan nodded: "You and Aman should slow down your pace in a bit, otherwise Sister Chen and I won't be able to keep up."

After saying that, the four of them tried it together a few more times.

After several rounds, I was so tired that my body and back were covered in sweat.

"I can't do it, I'm so tired," Chen Limin wailed. "I'm never listening to this brat's nonsense again."

Ning Wan took a few breaths and asked Aman beside her, "How is it? Is it okay?"

Aman didn't look at her.

Instead, their gaze fell on Lu Chen on the left.

"Aman, you can do it!" The tone of his reply inexplicably carried a hint of competitive spirit.

Soon, it was their group's turn to compete.

Ning Wan's opponents are the other two groups of parents from the Rose Class.

Compared to Ning Wan, they were about the same height and build, and their pace was synchronized.

Unlike Ning Wan.

The entire formation resembles a very prominent "凸" shape.

The opposing team's cheerleading squad was also very enthusiastic.

Everyone was wearing the same color and style of class uniform, cheering each other on.

Sudden.

Amidst the whistling wind and a loud "whoosh," the banner made its dazzling appearance!

In the bustling audience, a huge banner was held high, standing out prominently.

The banner was covered with many cute cartoon figures drawn in childish handwriting.

Ningwan was holding onto Aman, who had her hair tied in a small ponytail.

Ning You, heavily pregnant, was followed by Lu Chen.

There's also Xu Xiufeng's family holding hands.

The children in the Sunflower Class, Teacher Yuzu, Teacher Apple, Wang Dequan, Zhang Zhizhong...

...

And Ning Yanshu, who was being chased by Chen Limin and was running in the lead.

The banner shows him holding a Tiga doll, smiling happily.

With chest out and head held high, he ran happily in the lead.

There, in colorful watercolor pens, several large characters were written crookedly: "[The Happy Family of Little Book]".