"Oh, so you're kissing. You two have such a good relationship."
Hearing Chi Yuan's explanation, Teacher Yeye was relieved; she had thought the two children had a fight.
After patting the two children's fluffy heads, Teacher Yeye turned to look at the other children.
After the teacher left, Zaizai quietly peeked out from Shen Yulou's layered hair.
"Hmm?"
After Daddy Chi finished kissing his son, it was time for the baby to kiss him.
The little guy hopped lightly, then drifted down his hair to Shen Yulou's cheek, pouting as he gave his father a kiss.
Seeing Zai Zai's actions, Chi Yuan was not to be outdone and gave Shen Yulou a kiss on the cheek next to him.
The two of them, one big and one small, took turns kissing for a long time, almost like a competition, until the teacher clapped and reminded them that it was time to visit the school.
To welcome the new students, there were many booths on the school playground organizing games, and the children who participated could win snacks.
"Da da da?"
Daddy, Daddy, there are so many children here!
The little one, perched on Shen Yulou's collar, watched the children jumping and playing on the playground with wide, alert eyes.
Of course, this is a school.
School is a place where children learn.
Shen Yulou scratched the baby's hair with his finger.
"Chirp chirp?"
Do all the children in school enjoy learning?
The little one's tuft of hair floated in the air.
Not all children like studying; some children just love to sleep in.
For example, Dad and Zai Zai both love to sleep.
Upon hearing what Dad said, the little boy nodded as if he understood but not quite.
"Da da?"
If you don't like studying, why go to school?
Babies can always ask philosophical questions without even realizing it.
Because not studying will turn you into a complete idiot, you have to study even if you don't like it.
Shen Yulou took a leaf to fix the baby's hair, and finally put it directly on the baby's head to shield him from the sun.
"Huh?"
Does the baby need to be like that too?
The little one looked up at the green sky, and the sunlight filtering through the leaves revealed the clear veins of the leaves.
My head feels hot.
The little guy touched his head and then began to examine the leaf.
Yes, the child needs to go to school too.
Seeing the boy's innocent and naive appearance, Shen Yulou couldn't resist teasing him.
When my child was in school, he had to get up very, very early, before the sun had even risen.
Is there no sun?
It's so dark, why get up?
The baby shook his big head, getting dizzy from looking at the veins in the leaves above.
Get up and go to school to study.
Before Shen Yulou could finish speaking, Chi Yuan jumped up excitedly.
"Little brother, if you do the math, you get candy, it's sweet!"
"Let's go eat candy!"
It turned out that he saw a math game stall next door, with lollipops as prizes, and many children were walking out with lollipops in their mouths.
"Da ya?"
Sweet!
Baby, eat this! It's sweet! It's candy!
Upon hearing Chi Yuan's words, the little guy's baby voice became melodious and he opened his mouth, waiting for his fathers to give him candy.
"Oh no no no..."
The little mouth opened but didn't wait for Tangtang, because Daddy Shen closed the baby's mouth.
[Baby, don't open your mouth, it's dirty and full of dust.]
Shen Yulou covered the baby's mouth with her fingers to stop him from opening it any further.
"Be a good boy/girl, and Daddy will give you candy."
Really?
Yay! Yay! My little one is so good.
The little boy opened his eyes wide, clapped his hands, and covered his mouth with his hands under the watchful eye of his father.
Let's go, let's go with your brother to see.
Shen Yulou held Chi Yuan's hand and waited in line with him.
Three minutes later, Chi Yuan successfully solved five mental arithmetic problems involving addition and subtraction within ten digits, winning back six lollipops.
"Little brother, eat. Little brother, eat."
Chi Yuan stuffed all five lollipops into Shen Yulou's pocket, keeping only one cantaloupe-flavored one for himself.
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