Lu Yan's parents have returned to their hometown in Shandong Province. Although they are only two years old, Jiaozi and Zhouzhou are going to kindergarten, the first grade class, which is full of two or three-year-old children.

Wang Yuanzheng and Xue Xiaohui's daughter is in the one-year-old small class, or in other words, Xue Xiaohui brings her daughter to work, because it is a kindergarten, and there are several nannies in the small class who can help take care of the children, and they are quite good at raising them.

In fact, many people bring their children to work now, because most of those who have jobs are in state-owned enterprises and state-owned factories, and most people now like to have many children, so bringing children to work is not rejected by others, and sometimes colleagues will often help take care of the children enthusiastically.

The environment for raising children now is simpler than it will be in the future. Many factories have family courtyards and schools for children of employees. It is convenient for children to go to school. When they return home, they can play with the children of their parents and colleagues. Whether it is hide-and-seek, skipping ropes, or playing paper, there are many friends. Therefore, parents basically don't have to worry about them. Just let them play with other children.

Under the influence of their cousin Xixi, Zhou Zhou and his brother yearn for kindergarten.

"Mom, we want to go to kindergarten!!"

"Go to kindergarten, kindergarten!"

"Okay, okay, I'll send you to kindergarten." Qin Rou really didn't expect that their children had no fear of kindergarten at all and couldn't wait to go to kindergarten to meet their friends.

On the day when she sent the two children to kindergarten, Qin Rou got up early and made a simple breakfast of egg noodles and milk for the two little kids. She changed them into clothes with whale patterns, blue tops, white shorts, and a whale spraying water on the chest.

The two brothers liked wearing this outfit very much.

After breakfast, the two kids carried the mini backpacks made by their mother. This mini green backpack was really sewn by Qin Rou stitch by stitch, because there was no sewing machine at home, so the old mother had to sew it herself. While sewing

, Qin Rou was quite moved. All she thought in her mind was: the thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering child...

Of course, she was moved and moved, but only herself.

This little green backpack looks okay on the surface, and the stitching inside... Anyway, it is inside and cannot be seen from the outside.

"Okay, I'll take you to kindergarten. You have to take the family car."

"Mom will take you there on her bike."

The children are going to kindergarten. The most important thing about going to kindergarten is not to learn all kinds of knowledge in advance, but to learn interpersonal relationships.

Yes, there are social activities among children. Otherwise,

how could there be such a popular game as playing house, because children always like to imitate adults.

Zhou Zhou and Dumpling each held a Little Shark Baby in their arms. Qin Rou saw this and coaxed them, "Leave the book at home, and we will go to kindergarten with our small schoolbags."

Zhou Zhou and Dumpling both shook their heads.

"We have to hold it!"

The two children liked it very much and held it to read every day.

Qin Rou sighed in her heart. Of course, she could read it anytime at home, but when she went to school, she had to be prepared to sacrifice the book.

As a kindergarten teacher, I really like children to wear simple, clean clothes to school, not too special, which is easy to cause disputes and disputes, such as tearing the expensive little skirt, breaking the toy...

Whether it is kindergarten or elementary school, especially elementary school, some children like to run around and crawl. Some dress up brightly and beautifully to go to school early in the morning, but become little girls and boys who collect rags when they go back.

You don't know how these little brats get themselves like this.

Fortunately, this book is not a valuable thing, so you can take it to school if you want.

"Mom will get you two new ones, and you can go to school with the new ones." There weren't many other things in the house, but there were quite a few little shark picture books.

Zhou Zhou and Dumpling nodded.

Qin Rou led the two children out and arrived at the gate of the family compound. The school bus for today hadn't arrived yet, so she asked the boy on guard to help look after Zhou Zhou and Dumpling while she went home to get a manuscript.

Zhou Zhou, Dumpling and the boy on guard were old friends, but they didn't sing today.

"Uncle, you look like Diao Diao."

Not only adults would tease the boys on guard, but children as well. The boys on guard, who were often hugged by the children, were already used to it.

When Qin Rou came back, she found that her two children were surrounded by several adults, who were still talking about something. Dumpling was holding a book in her arms, and her brother Zhou Zhou was staring at her.

When they saw their mother coming, they ran to her like a little whale that had been wronged, begging for care.

"What's wrong?"

Dumpling said, "Mom, he stole the book!!!"

Zhou Zhou said, "Don't give it to him!"

He turned around and pointed at a three or four-year-old boy in green clothes. Next to this man stood a short-haired woman in her fifties, his grandmother.

Qin Rou understood at a glance that this was because other children were going to snatch things from them. Some children were spoiled by their families and had bad tempers, so they liked to snatch toys and things from other children. If you tell their parents about this, the parents will not take it seriously and think that their children are smart and will not be bullied. It is better to bully others than to be bullied by others.

Compared with such children, Qin Rou hates parents who tolerate such children even more.

When the woman saw Qin Rou, she immediately opened her voice and accused her: "This is your child, right? How did you, a young mother, educate him? You taught the child to be so stingy. What's wrong in giving one of your two children's books to my Zhuangzhuang?"

The short-haired woman was called Xue Guixiang. She was taking her grandson Zhuangzhuang to kindergarten. Her son had three granddaughters in his family, but this was the only golden grandson. She doted on him very much and wanted to give all the good things to her precious grandson.

In her opinion, it was nothing for her grandson to take someone else's book. He could read it whenever he wanted, and he had always taken books whenever he wanted. She didn't expect that these two short and stocky guys were so strong. The two brothers worked together and Zhuangzhuang didn't snatch the book away.

With the young man on guard, Xue Guixiang would not directly attack the two children. Now that she met the parents of the two children, who were young and beautiful women, she finally had a place to vent her anger.

Dumpling grabbed Qin Rou's hand and said firmly and aggrievedly: "Mom, he snatched the book!!"

"Mine! Mine!"

Qin Rou kissed him on the cheek, and then kissed his brother Zhou Zhou next to him, "Benben is ours, and we won't let others snatch it away. Only Dumpling has the right to decide whether to show it to others or not."

"Zhou Zhou did a good job, and you should help your brother."

Xue Guixiang was immediately furious when she heard her say that, "Girl, you have raised your child to be so stingy, and he will be a stingy person when he grows up."

"They are in kindergarten at school, and children of three or four years old know about Kong Rong giving away his pears. Your child doesn't know it? Won't he share with other people?"

"You'd better let them learn to be humble as soon as possible."

Qin Rou was really about to laugh because of her anger. She put her arm around the two children's shoulders and said, "Zhou Zhou, Dumpling, let's not learn about Kong Rong giving up his pears today. We must first learn to know and understand the law. We cannot steal other people's things, nor can we let others steal our things. We must protect our own things."

"Some people have not been disciplined since childhood and are indulged by adults. They have no concept of right and wrong. When they were young, they stole other people's things, but when they grow up, they will steal things from the country and society, and sooner or later they will become prisoners who will be sent to jail."

"What are you talking about?"

Xue Guixiang's face turned pale with anger.

"Mom, he's a labor reform prisoner, he wants to be shot, he stole my things!! He's a bad guy!! The teacher said if you meet a bad guy, you should tell the police uncle!!" A skinny little boy stood next to a woman with shoulder-length hair, pointing at Zhuangzhuang and said loudly.

The woman with shoulder-length hair was embarrassed, but she didn't stop her son from talking.

In the past, Zhuangzhuang had already stolen a lot of her son's things. Her son was cowardly and looked like her. He was bullied like her and didn't dare to argue with others. He was just robbed when he was robbed. The child cried in front of her, and she could only coax him and let him let others play with him. She didn't dare to blame the other party.

She didn't expect that her son, who used to cry to her cowardly, would suddenly speak so loudly today.

So this is what he thought in his young heart.

She suddenly felt that her son was braver than her.

The shoulder-length haired woman, Sun Zhiqiu, bit her lip. She took the initiative to walk to Qin Rou and said, "Comrade, you are right. This child often snatches other people's things. He has snatched my child several times. If you don't stop him, your child will be robbed and cry in the future."

Some words become more and more clear after they are said. All the things in the past have accumulated together and burst out at this time. Sun Zhiqiu blurted out without thinking: "If you don't learn well at a young age, what will happen when you grow up."

"You, as a parent, don't care about him, and you want others to be humble. Why doesn't he know how to be humble? He has been bullying the weak since he was young. His parents don't care, and his grandmother doesn't care. He is allowed to harm other people's children..."

Qin Rou was stunned for a moment. She found that this woman with short hair and an oval face was more resentful than her. She was watching silently at the side, but now she was furious and talked more than her.