Chapter 551 Parent-Child Activities

She booked a restaurant and made an appointment in advance. Then she started working.

In the suburbs, the grass was green and the dense jungle blocked the sunlight, and some light shone on the small tent.

In front of the tent, a cute woman with a smile on her face looked at the group of children in front of her and spoke softly, "Tomorrow morning is also your last day in summer camp. Invite your parents to come over and play games. If you can get the first place in the family, the teacher has a special reward!"

When the children heard about the reward, they asked happily, "Teacher, what is the reward?"

The woman said playfully, "I can't tell you now, but it must be what you need."

The children cheered: "That must be a snack."

"I don't need snacks. My mom buys me too many snacks. I want Transformers."

"Could it be a doll?"

One girl looked at the girl next to her and said, "Tingting, what do you hope for?"

Tingting said: "I have everything at home. I am not interested in these."

The other children spoke up and imagined boldly, which made the woman feel the vitality of these children.

Then, she saw Zhan Muchen was silent, so she smiled and asked him, "Zhan Muchen, what do you want?"

When the other children heard the teacher asking Zhan Muchen, they all turned their eyes to him.

Zhan Muchen raised his head and looked at the woman, "I want..."

"What do you want... Zhan Muchen, you don't want to be able to speak fluently, do you? Haha!" Tingting looked down on Zhan Muchen from the bottom of her heart.

A child who can't speak can actually embarrass her with the skills she is good at.

Just thinking about her makes me angry.

Zhan Muchen didn't even look at her and completely ignored her.

The woman's face darkened slightly, and she scolded, "Tingting, Zhan Muchen is your classmate, you can't attack him verbally! You have to know that you are a girl, and girls should be kind at heart, don't you understand?"

Tingting couldn't hear anything and retorted, "Teacher, am I wrong? Look at Zhan Muchen, he didn't say a word. He must want the teacher's reward to let him speak fluently!"

The woman looked at Tingting, who had an angelic face but was so dark inside.

She felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with Tingting's mother tomorrow.

After all, educating children should start from an early age.

The woman corrected him patiently, "Tingting, Zhan Muchen is not speechless, he just speaks very little. We should pay more attention to him. Maybe one day when no one else can help you, Zhan Muchen will be able to help you!"

Tingting now gets annoyed whenever she hears the name Zhan Muchen. She said unhappily, "What can a person who can't talk do for me? I will definitely leave him far behind in the future."

"Teacher, what Tingting said is indeed true! Zhan Muchen never plays with us. We actively look for him to play, but he ignores us. How can we help such a person?"

The woman glanced at Zhan Muchen and said, "Zhan Muchen, the teacher asks you, do you not want to play with other classmates?"

"The games they play are too childish." Zhan Muchen said in a baby voice while tilting his little face up.

"Childish?" The woman was a little surprised as she looked at Zhan Muchen, who was like a little adult.

Zhan Muchen explained, "They were playing a skipping rope competition, and I didn't want to play."

The woman smiled. "You need to communicate with them! You can't not talk, understand? If you don't talk, over time other children will think that you don't want to play with them or don't like to talk."

Zhan Muchen nodded.

The woman smiled and said, "That's right, you can go back now, let's go."

The children were very happy and followed the woman away, jumping and skipping.

…

At night, a breeze blowing on people's faces can still feel a bit hot.

Qiao Yanmeng received a call from Zhan Tingbei, stood up, picked up her clothes and turned to go out.

As she walked out of the door, Qiao Yanmeng immediately saw a black Lamborghini parked on the side of the road.

She walked over and sat in the passenger seat.

The little kid called out, "Mommy!"

"Chenchen, were you good in the summer camp today?" Qiao Yanmeng closed the car door, fastened her seat belt and turned to look at him.

The little girl nodded, "Mommy, I'm very good."

"I know that my Chenchen is the best." She looked at the little baby with a smile on her lips.

Little Milk Ball said: "Mommy, our teacher told us this afternoon that we need to let Mom and Dad go to participate in the activity tomorrow."

Qiao Yanmeng knew about this and said, "Mom, go."

"That's great." A smile appeared on the little girl's face.

Zhan Tingbei looked at Qiao Yanmeng and whispered, "I may not be able to go tomorrow."

Qiao Yanmeng waved her hand and said generously, "It's okay. I know you're busy. I'll go."

He hummed and started the car. "Should we go back to eat or where else?"

She pointed out the reserved location and said, "Let's go there."

"Yeah." Zhan Tingbei looked straight ahead and concentrated on driving.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the place, Zhan Tingbei parked the car, and the three of them walked into the hall together.

As soon as they entered, they attracted the attention of everyone around them.

"This family is really good-looking! Wait, aren't these President Qiao and President Zhan? They look so good together!"

"I think so too. This afternoon, someone falsely accused Mr. Qiao of stealing his recipe, and then he went in to drink tea. You know what happened, right?"

"Mr. Zhan has such high standards! If Mr. Qiao had a bad character, how could he not see it?"

The three of them were already used to it, so they walked in calmly.

While eating, Zhan Tingbei received a call from Mo Bei. He turned on the speaker and asked, "What's the matter?"