An Ran left the Fu family in tears.
But she cried silently, and said goodbye with a polite manner. Her every move was very polite, and even Fu Sishen couldn't find any fault with her.
In fact, he wanted An Ran to imitate the heroines of the eight o'clock dramas and say to him: "Fu Sishen, I hate you."
Then run away crying, and make up her mind to never forgive him again.
He will be very good by then, and even if he is single, he will never disturb other people's peaceful life.
"Alas, what a pity..."
Life did not give him this opportunity to show off.
"Ah..." Qingqing thought it was fun and followed suit, causing Fu Sishen to pinch her face speechlessly: "Why are you sighing so much at such a young age? Be careful not to turn into an old woman."
"Uncle, Xiao Shen said Qingqing is an old woman!" Qingqing puffed up her face and complained angrily.
His dad has already come home? !
Fu Sishen's body froze, and his neck slowly raised up with a click like a rusty machine, facing a pair of cold and sharp eyes standing at the corner of the stairs.
"Dad... Dad... Dad..."
He stammered and couldn't speak clearly.
Thinking about what he had just done, Fu Sishen had a tearful face, and he was already lighting candles for himself in his heart.
He was finished, he was really finished, remember to burn more paper money for him on this time next year.
"You want to be my dad?"
Fu Heng raised his eyebrows. His deep and magnetic voice did not express his emotions, but it frightened Fu Si Shen so much that his legs trembled and he almost fell down.
Fortunately, he still remembered that he had a little baby in his arms. If he dared to throw her, his death sentence might have turned into a death sentence.
"No, no, how could I dare, Dad? Just now... I just had water in my head and talked nonsense. Really, how could I dare to have such a rebellious idea?"
With a wry smile, Fu Si Shen used practical actions to show what "following the heart" meant.
"Heh... come to work at my company tomorrow."
With a sneer, Fu Heng went downstairs, took Qingqing from the dumbfounded Fu Si Shen's arms, and took her upstairs to play.
The youngest son is so idle that he doesn't do anything all day long. He dares to say such ridiculous things casually.
After a while, a terrible scream suddenly came from the Fu family villa.
"What's that sound?"
Qingqing curiously poked her head into Fu Heng's arms, but was pressed down by his big hand. "It's okay, maybe there are mice in the house."
"Qingqing doesn't like big, black and dirty mice."
The little face wrinkled in disgust. Qingqing quickly buried her head back for fear of seeing mice.
Fu Heng carried Qingqing into the study, put her in front of the specially placed small low table, and motioned her to sit down.
"Uncle, do you want to paint with Qingqing?"
A small pen was stuffed into her little hand, and Qingqing looked curious.
She had already played with drawing during the day, but she didn't really want to play, but if her uncle wanted to play, Qingqing could play with him.
The little guy was quite considerate.
"Instead of drawing, I'll teach you to write your name."
The first thing before entering kindergarten is to learn to write your own name.
"Name? Qingqing can write it." Qingqing didn't dare to guarantee other characters, but she could write her own name.
Qingqing was very proud.
Fu Heng was a little surprised to hear this, and then he became interested and said, "Qingqing can write? Then write it for me to see."
In order to prove herself, Qingqing immediately picked up the pen and wrote carefully on the grid book.
The three characters "Gu Qingqing" had a bit of complicated strokes, but Qingqing wrote them very neatly, and it can be seen that she really practiced very hard.
"You wrote very well, Qingqing is great."
Fu Heng, who was never stingy in praising children, immediately clapped his hands, making Qingqing blush a little embarrassed, but she was very happy, and the bright smile on her lips never faded.
"After Qingqing's knee is completely healed, can you accompany me to a place?"
Fu Heng was patiently preparing Qingqing mentally for school.
"Where? Is it fun?"
Children's focus is simple.
"It's a place to study, but there are many children playing with Qingqing. You can share snacks, toys, and be good friends. And the children of the family you are visiting today should be there too."
"Brother Nian Gao!"
When Qingqing heard that Nian Gao was there, her baby voice was obviously tinged with excitement and she seemed very happy.
Fu Heng: "..."
He suddenly didn't want to send Qingqing to that kindergarten.
But this childish idea is just an idea, and things that have been decided will not be changed.
About half a month later, Qingqing's leg injury was officially declared healed, and her sending to kindergarten was officially put on the agenda.
Now it is mid-August, and there are still some days before the kindergarten officially opens.
But Qingqing is a trial student, in order to have more choices, she needs to enter the trial in advance.
If she doesn't do well, she can change kindergartens in time. If she does well, she can try other ones. Maybe the next one will be better?
Standing at
the door of the kindergarten , Qingqing really cried.
The innocent child felt that she was deceived by adults and was feeling betrayed. She didn't want to listen to any explanation at all.
"Wuwuwu... Qingqing doesn't want to go to school, Qingqing doesn't like kindergarten, no no no... Wuwawa..."
The little girl was really angry. She slapped Fu Heng's shoulders with her little hands, and clasped her legs tightly around him, refusing to step on the ground of the kindergarten.
She cried miserably, and Fu Heng felt distressed. He almost wanted to take her back and not say anything.
Fortunately, there were many people around who were in a worse situation than him. A parent saw Fu Heng's retreat and kindly came over to persuade him.
"Children have to go through this before going to school. We as parents have to be ruthless. Let him cry if he wants. He must go to school. If he is allowed not to go to school now because he cries and makes a fuss, what will happen in the future? What will happen when the child grows up? This is not loving the child, but harming the child."
After a long lecture, even if Fu Heng felt sorry for her, he would not allow Qingqing not to go to school.
He pulled Qingqing from his arms with a little force and handed her to the teacher waiting beside him.
"My child is a little spoiled. I hope the teacher will take good care of her."
It was a bit of a formulaic explanation, but seeing Fu Heng's serious attitude, those who didn't know would think he was handing over some important token on some grand occasion.
For example, a shareholding contract or something...
"Please rest assured, we will definitely take good care of Qingqing."
When registering, each child will be issued a temporary badge to facilitate the teacher to recognize the new children, so the teacher knows Qingqing's name.
"Parents, please come here."
The trial period does not need to be a full day, only one morning is enough. During this period, parents can choose to stay in the kindergarten and check on their children at all times.
However, in order for the children to adapt as soon as possible, the parents who stay cannot appear in front of the children, and can only hide in the specially prepared monitoring room and use surveillance cameras to peek at their children.
For Qingqing, Fu Heng specially cleared three days of the trip.
For these three days, he didn't know how many nights he stayed up and how many overtimes he worked. Now he still has a faint sense of fatigue under his eyelids.
I just hope Qingqing can succeed at once, otherwise he may have to ask his sons or brother-in-law to come in the next three days.
Fu Heng, who suddenly wanted to retire early, rubbed his brows and focused on watching the little Qingqing in the surveillance.
Qingqing was carried into the classroom by the teacher sobbing, put on a small seat, and a lollipop was stuffed in her hand.
She cried, but she didn't eat the candy. She would howl twice after holding two mouthfuls, and continue to hold two mouthfuls when she was tired of howling.
"Hahaha... look at this child, husband. Isn't she so cute?"
"Indeed, but our Hanhan is not bad either. She is very brave and didn't even cry."
"Uh... she cried."
"It's just that Hanhan's reaction is a little slow. Hahaha..."
Maybe it was because Qingqing was too cute that she attracted the praise of the couple next to her. Fu Heng secretly curled his lips after hearing it.
Their Qingqing is the cutest baby in the whole kindergarten, and she cries the cutest!
There are a total of 20 children in a class, but there are only four teachers. It's easy to imagine that the teachers can't coax them all to stop crying on such a large scale.
Now the teachers in the surveillance are all busy.
Their kindergarten is pretty good.
Because it is a kindergarten for the nobility, the teachers are more complete. If it were an ordinary kindergarten, with 30 to 40 children, it would be good to have two teachers to take care of them.
Qingqing was crying too, but she was more obedient.
Compared with other annoying children who either stood up and tried to run away, cried until they wet their pants, or pestered the teacher for a hug, she sat obediently in her seat and cried by herself. She was really as cute as a little angel.
So it was inevitable that she was ignored by the busy teachers.
Maybe she found that no one would comfort her no matter how much she cried, so Qingqing quickly stopped crying.
She looked around curiously with her big eyes, and saw that there were babies crying all around, but she actually stood up by herself and ran to them.
"Don't cry."
She had tears in her eyes, but she was wiping someone else's tears with a handkerchief in her hands. "You won't be pretty if you cry for too long."
The soothing voice clearly caught the attention of the pitiful little girl who was still crying. She raised her head blankly, her hair swaying, and she was still sobbing softly.
"Who... who are you?"
"My name is Qingqing, Gu Qingqing, what's your name?"
The self-familiar little guy started to talk to her.
"Han... Hanhan, my parents call me Hanhan." Hanhan
's speech was a little unclear, but for a child of this age, it would only make her look more cute and adorable, and she wouldn't be laughed at.
"Hanhan." Qingqing took Hanhan's hand and said, "Let's be friends. I'll give you some candy."
She took out a small candy bean from her pocket and handed it to Hanhan.
Hanhan had just lost the lollipop that the teacher gave her somewhere and couldn't find it anymore.
So she didn't eat any candy today. Seeing the small candy bean in Qingqing's palm, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva. After hesitating for a while, she reached out to take it.
The candy bean entered her mouth and the sweet taste spread. Hanhan smiled sweetly, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
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