On Friday, the two little ones asked their mother to pick them up from school.
And so, dressed simply, Shen Shiyi drove her understated Ford to the school where her children attend.
Looking at the tall school buildings standing in front of me, and recalling what I was like when I was in elementary school, a flood of emotions washed over me.
The security guard noticed her staring intently at the school and asked suspiciously, "Hello, are you a student's parent?"
She doesn't look it; she's a mother at such a young age?
This is only elementary school, and the child is already this big. They must have gotten married very early.
Shen Shiyi politely greeted, "Hello, I am a parent of a student. My child is in first grade, and Teacher Hei is the homeroom teacher." Sigh, it seems I'll have to pick up my child from school every now and then.
And now, someone's suspicious of me. It's been so long since I've been suspected; this feeling is just too good to be true.
She looked up inside, puzzled. Why weren't they out yet? Wasn't school supposed to end at three?
Did you remember it wrong?
I took out my phone and dialed my son's number, but no one answered.
In the classroom, a sudden phone call rang, making Shen Zhifan feel somewhat embarrassed.
The homeroom teacher, who had been giving a passionate "speech" on stage, suddenly turned a little dark-faced, but still asked in a kind tone, "Shen Zhifan, may I ask who called you?"
Shen Zhifan quickly explained, "Teacher, that's my mom. Today, my sister and I told her to pick us up from school. She was probably waiting for us outside, and when she saw we hadn't come out yet, she..." called to urge us.
The homeroom teacher was taken aback: Mom?
She racked her brains, and to her recollection, she didn't seem to have ever seen this Mrs. Shen before. It seemed she had to go and meet her.
After much deliberation, the homeroom teacher finally spoke up, "Oh, it's your mother. Chen, please tell your mother to come in for a moment. I have something I'd like to discuss with you." What kind of mother is so busy that she doesn't even have time to attend her child's parent-teacher conference?
Could she be a stepmother?
I must say, this teacher has quite an imaginative mind.
When Shen Shiyi heard this, she felt strange. Why did the teacher want to see her? She secretly wondered if Fanfan and the others had gotten into trouble.
When Shen Shiyi arrived, the teacher had already dismissed the children.
A rhythmic knocking sound rang out, "Knock, knock, knock!"
This small detail shows that the other party's mother is also a very polite and respectful mother.
The homeroom teacher slightly raised her head and said, "Please come in!"
What caught my eye was an unbelievably beautiful woman. Despite her simple attire, she managed to make it look incredibly stylish.
What's most striking about him is his neat short hair and delicate features. His clear, bright, and piercing eyes immediately reveal him to be an upright and honest person.
Even she, a woman by birth, felt a pang of envy and jealousy. "Hello! I'm Teacher Hei, the homeroom teacher of Shen Shiyi and her two classmates. It's a pleasure to meet you!"
Shen Shiyi politely extended her hand and said, "Hello, Teacher Hei!"
"This is probably the first time we've met. I asked to meet you mainly for the sake of the two students and to promote harmonious communication between teachers and parents."
"Please tell me, I'm listening. I hope my child hasn't caused any trouble for the school or class. Thank you for taking care of him for so long, teacher. You've worked so hard." Her appropriate smile made people feel very comfortable.
As soon as I stepped out of the school gate, my two children came up to me, asking all sorts of questions, "Mom, did the teacher say anything?" There shouldn't be anything, he and his sister have always been well-behaved at school.
Shen Shiyi smiled and patted their heads gently, saying, "The teacher praised you just now. Remember to listen to the teacher from now on, okay?" So this is what parent-teacher conferences are like.
Hearing their teacher praise them, the two children smiled innocently. Perhaps Shen Shiyi was also infected by their pure smiles, and looked at them with a gentle expression.
But what's that green military uniform in front of me?
Qin Ziming felt her gaze, strode over, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Finally, you've noticed me. My presence was so weak! I'll have to train harder later. Let's go." He wasn't driving?
How did you get here? Did you fly over?
Shen Shiyi was suddenly taken aback. "Go? Where to?" Wait, when did this man arrive?
Qin Ziming chuckled, but before she could speak, Shen Zhifan interrupted, "Mom, Uncle Qin said he's inviting us out to dinner, let's go!" The thought of delicious food made her mouth water.
She couldn't understand this man either; why had he become so fussy and indecisive lately?
The four cheerful people, hand in hand, arrived at the 24-hour buffet.
"waiter."
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After ordering, Qin Ziming started a conversation, "I was going to treat you guys to seafood, but these two little ones actually wanted spicy food?" I didn't realize that such a small person could have such a strong tolerance.
"Thank you for your help, Zimo, please bear with me." She smoothed her hair a little embarrassedly. Her family of three had taken over, which was a great bargain.
When she got home that evening, her two children's words stunned Shen Shiyi: "Mom, why is Uncle Qin acting so strangely?"
Why are they staring at their mother? What are they looking at?
Admiring beautiful women?
Looking into her son's big, watery eyes, Shen Shiyi hugged him and said softly, "He's been having a mental breakdown lately, so we can't disturb him, lest it interfere with his treatment." Oh, the person involved would probably be furious if they heard that.
Li Yizhi, who was sitting on the sofa, was very puzzled. "Mental illness? What kind of illness is it?"
As Shen Shiyi's lips parted to kiss him, Fanfan spoke first, "Idiot, what you mean by 'crazy' is that Uncle Qin's brain hasn't been working properly lately."
Shen Shiyi exclaimed inwardly: Good heavens, give your little sister some face, okay? Look at that pouty little mouth, it's so cute!
After putting the children to bed, I ended up covered in coughs and sneezes. "This kid is so naughty, he's practically climbing on the roof if I don't discipline him for three days!"
A phone call broke the silence of the night: "Are you home?"
"Hmm, you're still awake?"
"You weren't asleep either, were you?"
"I just managed to calm them down. By the way, when did you become a night owl?" It's almost midnight.
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