On the day of the performance, the kindergarten was once again crowded with people.
It seems that no matter how busy the parents are, they will try their best to accompany their children during their important moments.
Qingqing was sent to the kindergarten a long time ago, and now she is staying in the classroom with other children, waiting for the teacher and several classmates' mothers who were invited to help to put on makeup.
Only Hanhan and the others need makeup, but Qingqing does not.
Because she was worried that the cosmetics used in the kindergarten were not good, she was put on makeup at home by the makeup artist who was specially transferred from the company by Fu Sijin, and the styling was done by the way.
Maybe it was because the brother who claimed to be the company's chief makeup artist had a very unique voice that caused Qingqing to hear the exaggerated voice of the makeup artist brother whenever she saw other children being pressed on chairs and having their makeup done.
"Oh my... your skin is so good, so tender that it looks like water can come out of it, so cute, so cute, if I could have a daughter as cute as you, I would dress her up beautifully every day, and make her the prettiest kid in the kindergarten..."
Qingqing, who didn't really understand why a brother called himself a mother, was really scared by his nagging. She couldn't help but tell the teacher that she was going to the toilet, and then slipped out of the class.
Out of sight, out of mind.
She was only three years old, but she had already learned so many proverbs. She must have been forced by life.
Qingqing was wandering around aimlessly outside. When she passed by a dim classroom, she heard some strange noises.
She walked over curiously, leaned over to the window and looked inside.
She saw two teachers opening bags of candies and putting all the candies into a brass pot. No one knew what they were doing.
Noticing the little head outside the window, one of the teachers stopped, walked over quickly to close the window, and told Qingqing to go back to the class quickly and not to wander around outside.
She was driven away.
Qingqing could only pout and reluctantly... ran to the kitchen on the first floor of the kindergarten.
There is a very kind cook here. Whenever she sees children running over, she will smile and give them some delicious food.
So everyone likes her very much. Some greedy kids will come to take a look from time to time when they have time. Among them, Qingqing comes the most diligently and is the most familiar with the cook.
The cook is washing vegetables for lunch.
A lot of vegetables are piled up in a big red round bowl, and they are carefully washed one by one.
These are for the little kids to eat, so they have to be washed carefully more than three times, and no dirt can be left.
The other two aunts hired in the kitchen are impatient to do these tedious tasks, so the cook simply does it herself.
Hearing footsteps, she raised her head while washing vegetables.
Seeing that it was Qingqing, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her old face, and the wrinkles on her face gently overlapped, looking very friendly: "Qingqing is here."
"Qingqing, help grandma wash the vegetables."
Qingqing naturally pulled over a small stool beside her, sat down and helped the cook grandma wash the vegetables.
The first time she took food from the cook grandma, she was still embarrassed, and even worried that the cook grandma would be scolded for secretly taking food from the kindergarten kitchen for her.
Later, she learned from Brother Nian Gao that the entire kindergarten actually belonged to the cook grandma.
After learning that she was not only the former director of the kindergarten, but also the mother of the current director, Qingqing knew that she had misunderstood.
The old lady loved children all her life, and even after retirement, she could not stay idle at home, so she simply came back to the kindergarten to help out and keep the food safe for the children.
It can be said that it is because of the existence of the chef that many parents can rest assured to entrust their children to this kindergarten.
However, Qingqing did not care about her status at all. She just felt that she had eaten the things given by others for free, so she had to help do something in return.
This is the truth that Aunt Ding taught her, there is no such thing as a free gift in the world.
So every time Qingqing ran over, she would help the chef do what she could.
Sometimes I help wash the dishes like now, and sometimes I help carry some small things that are easy to carry.
With the addition of Qingqing...
it actually doesn't help the cook and the mother-in-law much in the process of washing vegetables.
After all, she has small hands and works slowly. Her only advantage is her meticulousness.
Every dish washed by Qingqing's little hands is clean, and there is no need for the cook and mother-in-law to rework and wash it again.
Although Qingqing's help is not very useful, the cook and the mother-in-law will not refuse her help.
It is a good thing for a child to come to help in a sensible way. There is no need to dampen other people's enthusiasm. More encouragement is needed so that she can learn to help others when she grows up.
In return, Qingqing always came to help, and the cook would bring her some delicious cakes from home.
She was actually better at making cakes and pastries than home-cooked meals.
She also brought the food for the children from home
. She didn't touch anything from the kindergarten, but Qingqing didn't know it.
After washing a large pot of vegetables, the cook urged Qingqing to go back quickly.
She knew that there was a performance in the kindergarten today, and the stage was set up in the open space in the garden. Looking at Qingqing's appearance today, she knew that she would definitely be on stage to perform.
"Grandma, I'm leaving."
Qingqing washed her hands and said goodbye to the cook.
"Wait a moment." The cook called Qingqing, turned around and walked quickly into the kitchen. When she came back, she was holding an oil-paper bag in her hand and handed it to Qingqing.
"Qingqing's parents will be here today, take these green bean cakes back and eat them with your parents."
"Okay, thank you, grandma."
Qingqing didn't make any excuses, she took the oil-paper bag and said goodbye to the cook again, this time she really left.
She had already heard the music coming from the garden, and hurried over, just in time to run into the teacher who was looking for her.
"Qingqing! Where have you been? Hurry up and line up with everyone else. Our first performance is about to begin."
Without even having time to listen to Qingqing's explanation, the teacher anxiously pulled Qingqing and placed her in the front middle of the line.
Each class was arranged in order of height.
Qingqing was not tall in the class, but she was not the shortest either, so she could not be ranked first.
***
Fu Heng and his two sons arrived a little late, and the performance had already started when they arrived.
Relying on their height and good vision, they easily found Bai Qiyu and Gu Lan in the moving crowd.
Walking over the crowd and patting Gu Lan on the shoulder, Fu Heng's eyes occasionally scanned the faces of the children on and off the stage.
"Where's Qingqing?"
"Performing on the stage." Gu Lan motioned Fu Heng to look at the stage.
Fu Heng looked over and saw a group of children wearing brown vests and white towels around their heads, dressed as farmers, and lined up to perform the act of pulling radishes to the music of "Pulling Radishes".
These groups of little radishes, when added together, might not even be as big as the big radish foam board.
It was unclear whether they were pulling radishes or the radishes were pulling them.
But that was not the point. The point was that there was no Qingqing in it.
"We didn't find Qingqing. Uncle, are you lying to us?"
Fu Sishen, who was more lively, spoke out what his father and brother were thinking on their behalf.
"Why would I lie to you when I have nothing to do?"
Gu Lan glared at him speechlessly, then raised his chin slightly and pointed at the radish:
"Look, our Qingqing is the big radish that was pulled out."
Coincidentally, the performance came to an end just as Gu Lan finished speaking.
Qingqing the big radish was ate, and the other five children who were hiding behind the radish rolled to the ground. They were all wearing red skirts, and they really looked like round and short radishes. They
were so cute that all the parents couldn't help laughing and gave enthusiastic applause.
This was only Qingqing's first show today, and there would be another one later.
Originally, the teachers of the kindergarten class only prepared one program, but later they were informed that there were not enough programs and they had to add another one,
so they simply prepared a radish pulling program and let all the children in the class participate. Because Qingqing and the other six children had a second program to appear, the teacher simply let the six of them be the radishes to be pulled together and hide behind the radish foam board.
Then six freshly harvested carrots came out.
"Uncle!"
There were still several programs before it was Qingqing's turn, so she ran out first to find Fu Heng and the others.
She saw on the stage just now that her uncle, brother and son were all there.
Qingqing was super happy!
Opening his arms to catch the little carrot that ran towards him, Fu Heng, facing the slightly sour looks of Gu Lan and Bai Qiyu, wrapped up Qingqing with a smile on his face and held her high, making the little guy laugh non-stop.
Seeing this scene, the Fu brothers had long been numb.
They were used to their father, who was usually serious, cold and serious, and would immediately change his face when he saw Qingqing.
In fact, why weren't they the same?
It can only be blamed on Qingqing being too cute, making people like her as soon as they see her.
"Uncle, eat cakes."
Qingqing still remembered the green bean cake that the cook gave her, and she presented it to Fu Heng like a treasure.
"Qingqing only remembers your Uncle Fu, what about mine?"
Gu Lan was chewing a lemon beside him, which was so sour.
"My brother eats it too."
Qingqing immediately turned her head and smiled at Gu Lan in a flattering way, revealing a mouthful of white baby teeth, "Uncle Bai, Auntie Xiao Shen eats it too."
She didn't miss anyone this time.
"You are really a little carrot, and you are a playboy."
Fu Si Shen teased her jokingly, tapping Qingqing's little nose.
"Qingqing is a carrot, I am not playboy."
The little carrot retorted seriously, causing the adults around to smile kindly.
"This child is so cute." A parent next to him couldn't help but compliment him.
"Thank you, your child is also very cute." Fu Si Shen complimented politely.
He has
learned the essence of communication between parents. He just praises the children as much as he can.
The effect is first-rate. Praising the children makes people happier than praising the parents.
"Hahaha, no, my little girl is like a wild child every day. It makes me so worried."
As expected, the parent was coaxed to be very happy. He saw that Fu Sijin looked familiar, and couldn't help asking hesitantly: "Excuse me, are you Fu Sijin, the president of Fu's Entertainment?"
"Yes."
It seems that this person is still an insider. No wonder he also thinks that the other party is familiar.
Fu Sijin handed over his business card, and the other party took it and quickly handed over his own.
After receiving the business card and scanning it, Fu Sijian immediately showed a surprised look: "Director Gao?"
The legendary god-like director Gao Congguang who makes everything he shoots a hit!
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