Chapter 325 National Day
Today is the day when Hongxing Primary School held a cultural performance in the school auditorium to celebrate National Day.
When they arrived at the school gate, Chengzi held her mother's hand. She was a little reserved in her skirt today.
But he couldn't control himself for a moment. When he saw his friends, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously and his eyes turned into crescent moons.
Guoqing wore a blue and white striped suit and a navy cap, and walked forward with his head held high.
Ernengzi was amazed to see his son like this.
"Mom, look at this kid. Doesn't he walk like a turtle with its head held high? And he has blue skin."
"Humph! I think you're a grinning turtle, with curly hair."
Before He Cuicui could say anything, Jin Qiaofeng was the first to choke and twist her arm.
Er Nengzi hid behind He Cuicui, still pretending to be stubborn.
"Hiss~ Mom, why is this turtle a curse word? Little turtles are so long-lived!"
"Your son is a little bastard, so what are you? An old bastard?"
Jin Qiaofeng looked at the people coming and going and didn't dare to curse too loudly.
"It's not bad to be an old bastard, but I will have to be the old bastard's ancestor."
"Fuck you!"
A slap on the butt finally gave me peace.
Orange held her parents' hands and introduced her good friends one by one.
"This is my best friend Little Grape, and Little Apple."
After listening to this, Lin Xiaotong also felt that these three people had a good connection. They were all fruits, so they were a family.
Gao Xiulan was surrounded by several grandmothers wearing dacron clothes.
"Big sister, your hair is so curly, which shop is it from? I'll go check it out tomorrow."
"It looks like the work of Silian."
Xie Dajiao had a camera hanging around his ankle and took a picture of his wife with his backhand.
"It's time, let's go in too."
Xie Yi saw someone entering the auditorium and quickly reported to his mother.
"Hurry up, or you won't be able to see my eldest grandson's performance if you sit in the back."
"Mom, run slower."
Ernengzi watched as Aunt Gao and his mother suddenly rushed out.
"Dad, where are your shoes?"
Lin Xiaotong looked forward and saw that Xie Dajiao's shoes had been stepped on and off.
"Here, here, put it on quickly."
Xie Yi quickly picked up his shoes, kicked his feet, and continued running forward.
"Xiaotong, come here——"
A few people who arrived a little later saw Gao Xiulan standing in the third row and waving.
"Is Orange going backstage to prepare for National Day?"
A few people sat down and looked back, and saw that there were quite a few people coming.
Sitting in the first row were school leaders and factory leaders, and a few familiar faces.
Just then, someone looked back, and Jin Qiaofeng tugged at Gao Xiulan's sleeve.
"Hey, hey, hey, isn't that Zhiwen the guy sitting next to the factory director?"
Gao Xiulan stretched her neck and said, "Let me take a look. It's him. Didn't Big Mouth say Zhiwen got a promotion?"
"My goodness, he's sitting next to the factory director."
Although the lives of the steel mill workers are not as good as before, the salaries and benefits of the factory leaders have still been paid.
"Gao Xiulan, Wu Laosan's niece's wife has been suspended from work with pay. Do you know the inside story?"
"It seems like he made a lot of money from setting up a stall. It's not worth keeping him in the factory."
Lin Xiaotong drank a few sips of water, looked at the sweat on Xie Yi's head, poked his arm, and handed him a tissue.
Xie Yi grinned with his big white teeth, wiped his face carefully, and put the used tissue into his trouser pocket.
"National Day in my family is a big chorus, and this is the first one."
"My orange is a song and dance, so I have to wait until the second to last."
"Here we go. Why is Guoqing's face so white? It's not the same color as his neck."
Jin Qiaofeng wished she could stand above the leaders in the first row to applaud her eldest grandson.
Lin Xiaotong took the camera. She happened to be sitting by the aisle and went out to take a picture of National Day.
Xie Da Jiao sighed, "The primary school run by the factory is still the best. They are all familiar people."
However, the factory's performance is not as good as before. For example, when Xie Yi was studying, the end-of-term scholarship would give him enamel cups, thick towels, work gloves, etc.
Of course, he only won it once or twice in elementary school, and when he reached middle school, it was no longer the turn of the middle-level students.
The enamel cup that Xie Yi brought back at that time is still in use now, and the quality is excellent.
"Is Orange's show next?"
By now, there are so many programs that it’s dizzying and I can hardly watch them.
Each child had white powder and blush on his face, and when the light was on, his facial features were blurred.
In addition, since they are wearing the same clothes, some careless parents cannot tell where their own children are at all.
Lin Xiaotong blinked a few times. The light was too bright and her eyes felt sore after looking at it for too long.
When the child comes out, stand up and go to the side of the aisle to take pictures.
After taking a few pictures, he shifted his gaze away from Orange for a short while and suddenly saw the child next to Orange.
"Aunt Qiaofeng, is the third person in the first row National Day?"
"What?"
Ernengzi was no longer sleepy in an instant, and stretched his neck hard to look forward.
He Cuicui was also shocked: "Why is Guoqing wearing a little skirt? Is he dancing with Chengzi?"
Xie Yi also burst out laughing. Among a group of girls in blue skirts and red hair flowers, there was a boy with a stiff face!
"Wow, Orange dances really well, and National Day dances...quite lively too."
Gao Xiulan could hardly close her mouth.
Xie Da Jiao smiled as he watched the two little ones jumping and dancing hard on the stage.
There happened to be a scene where Guoqing and Chengzi were dancing next to each other, and Lin Xiaotong quickly took a picture of it.
I'm going to get this picture developed when I get home. It's guaranteed to be unforgettable.
The leaders in the first row also noticed it. The factory director, holding his cheeks sore from laughing, asked Zhou Zhiwen next to him.
"Whose kid is this?"
"Guoqing, the eldest grandson of Uncle Chang in our courtyard."
The factory manager slapped his thigh and said, "National Day, what a good name! He looks like a smart guy."
National Day, National Day, just sounds festive.
After the performance, Guoqing, with his face powdered, helped Chengzi hold up her skirt from behind.
"Mom, how is it? Did I dance well?"
There is a touch of red between Orange's eyebrows. His skin is fair, and the blue color makes him look even whiter. He looks like a doll in a New Year picture.
"I've taken pictures of everything. I'll have them developed when I get back. I'll take a look at them later."
The knot was too tight and her scalp hurt, so Lin Xiaotong took off the red hairband and let her hair loose and drape behind her head.
Xie Yi tied a single ponytail with a hairband and whispered to his daughter's ear.
"I'll take you to dinner later. Grandma's treating today."
He was the one who hired me last time, and he hasn’t received his salary this month yet.
"You are just a rip-off."
Gao Xiulan laughed and scolded, saying that it was a good thing that she could make money.
"Come on, let's have a good meal today. Let's go to Zui Baxian and have a good meal!"
"Gao Xiulan, you are so generous."
Zui Baxian is a small courtyard restaurant opened by Qian Baozhu in the Houhai area, which has just opened for a short time.
The place is not big and the prices are shockingly high, but the food tastes really good. It's worth saving some money to have a meal there.
"Son, what happened to you just now?"
Ernengzi hugged his arms and touched the short and stout gas tank with his butt.
"A kid overslept and didn't come. Since there was one less kid, the teacher had to let me take over."
Guoqing sighed. It was really not easy for him. He originally went to the backstage to wait for Chengzi, but he didn't expect to be drafted by the teacher in the end.
He shook his head to take off the red hairpin, grimacing in pain. He didn't have much long hair to begin with, and now a few more had fallen out.
A few adults laughed at the children without feeling guilty at all.
Chengzi also felt that her younger brother was too pitiful, so she took out two White Rabbit milk candies from her father's small bag and handed them to Guoqing.
"Here, for you."
"Why give me two? One is enough for me."
Guoqing sniffed and only took one.
"Because you're unhappy today, I'll give you my share."
Orange is starting to grow teeth now, and Lin Xiaotong is controlling her daily sugar intake.
It was agreed that I could only eat one a day, so Guoqing knew how precious these two candies were.
Guoqing thought for a moment, took out a coin from his father's trouser pocket, and took Chengzi's hand.
"Then I'll treat you to some Arctic Ocean drinks. It's my dad's money."
"Ahem, let's go. I'm going to be generous today and go to your Grandpa Qian's restaurant for dinner!"
Jin Qiaofeng looked at the two little ones, and her heart felt like she had drunk orange juice, sour at first but sweet in the end.
"Okay, everyone, applaud. I'll take the lead in thanking Comrade Qiao Feng."
Er Nengzi started to make a fuss, and He Cuicui, who was standing beside them, was infected by their emotions and couldn't help but clapping her hands.
Guoqing patted his belly happily.
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