"Baozhen, yes! I'm free today. The grass in the fields has been removed. You and Jingfang are also busy, so I just wanted to go to school."
Luo Baozhen took Zhao Sanmiao's hand and walked forward together, "Okay, okay, let's go together then."
Zhao Sanmiao happened to ask: "Baozhen, I listened halfway, why don't I just go outside your class to listen?"
Dabao ran over and held Zhao Sanmiao's hand, "Aunt Miao, do you also want to attend the class and study?"
Zhao Sanmiao blushed, "Yes, Dabao, isn't it embarrassing that Aunt Miao is still studying at such an old age?"
"It's not a shame, reading is so fun." Dabao said innocently.
Luo Baozhen patted the back of Zhao Sanmiao's hand and said, "Sister Miao, you can sit next to Dabao. Dabao is sitting at the back. You can move a stool and sit next to him to listen."
"I'm thinking, as an adult, the children in the class may be a little curious at first, and may also think that you are the teacher who comes to listen to the class, so that they may have better discipline."
"Besides, the cold wind blows outside the classroom, but it's more comfortable inside the classroom."
Zhao Sanmiao was a little nervous, "Let's take a look later. Don't scare the children."
Arriving at school, Luo Baozhen walked into the classroom early.
Dabao is already very familiar with him. As soon as he entered the classroom, children gathered around him to say hello.
Zhao Sanmiao watched from outside the door and praised Luo Baozhen: "Dabao is popular wherever he goes. Adults like him and so do children."
Luo Baozhen looked at what Dabao was searching for in his pocket, and she guessed he was sharing the candy again.
It's just that there were so many people around today, and Luo Baozhen had to admire Dabao's communication skills.
It is strange to say that Dabao is not the first to take the initiative to talk to others, but there are still people who get in front of him.
Seeing that Dabao was having fun, Luo Baozhen put down her textbook and came out, "Sister Miao, I'll move a stool for you. There are still a few minutes to ring the school bell, so just sit inside and listen."
"No need to bother, I will stand at this window and listen." Zhao Sanmiao was still afraid that he would disturb his child's study.
Luo Baozhen still went to move the stool. It wouldn't be needed today, but it might be possible in the future.
The stool was brought in and Luo Baozhen placed it next to Dabao.
Dabao generously moved his book a little further, and then ran outside the classroom to invite Zhao Sanmiao.
"Aunt Miao, come and sit down quickly. My mother is teaching a poem today. Sit down quickly, we have to go to class!"
Zhao Sanmiao didn't take a step forward. When she saw some children looking over, she bent down and whispered to Dabao: "Dabao, go and sit down quickly. Aunt Miao will just listen to this."
Luo Baozhen came from the office. She signaled Zhao Sanmiao to go in: "Sister Miao, go in. If you don't go in, they will be distracted from the class and look at you through the window. It would be better if you sit in the back."
"Hey, is that so? Is it better if I sit inside?" Zhao Sanmiao was in a dilemma.
Luo Baozhen nodded, "Yes, it's better to go in."
Zhao Sanmiao looked at the child who was looking at her from the window. She felt that Luo Baozhen was right, so she went back to the classroom.
The moment I sat next to Dabao, I heard the bell ringing for class.
Zhao Sanmiao saw the children running back to their seats one by one, putting their hands on the table, and most of them sitting upright.
She continued to look forward and saw Luo Baozhen standing on the podium, with a completely different look from the one just after class.
Zhao Sanmiao subconsciously followed and sat up straighter. Sister Baozhen still had such a side.
His eyes glanced at the students below, none of them dared to move.
Looking gentle and gentle, there is such a prestige side to this class.
"Good morning, kids! Class!"
"Hello, Teacher Luo!"
Zhao Sanmiao followed the child and stood up.
When Luo Baozhen saw Zhao Sanmiao stand up, she suddenly felt a little unable to let go for a few seconds, but she would be fine after the children sat down.
She continued to study seriously as usual, following her own plans and ideas.
Zhao Sanmiao did not bring a book, she shared it with Dabao.
When reading poems, she didn't speak much, and just recited them silently in her heart.
She was a little uncomfortable at first, but as she listened later, she became really fascinated by it. Once, she even read aloud along with it.
The first lesson passed in a flash.
Of course, the children in the class were curious, but after asking, they became more concerned about their own affairs and didn't care about who was sitting behind them.
Luo Baozhen walked out and waited for Zhao Sanmiao to come out.
"Sister Miao, how do you feel about this first quarter?"
Zhao Sanmiao was still reading the poem just now silently in her mind. She had already memorized it.
Before she could recover, she suddenly said: "Teacher Luo, this poem is so good. I have memorized it and learned a lot of words."
When Luo Baozhen heard Zhao Sanmiao call her that, she laughed out loud, "Sister Miao, you still call me teacher! In fact, you can read the characters yourself, and you can learn to read them by following the pinyin."
Zhao Sanmiao clapped her mouth and said, "Hey! Why did I call you after the children? If you can recognize it, you will learn more accurately in school."
"Haha, then it depends on how you feel."
It's time to eat. Zhao Sanmiao wants to go home for dinner first, and then try a math class in the afternoon.
Luo Baozhen said a few words to Zhao Sanmiao and then took Dabao to the cafeteria to eat.
There were only two classes today. After Luo Baozhen finished her class in the afternoon, she went to the office and worked hard for half an hour.
Almost busy, Dabao came to the office.
"Mom, can you go home?"
Luo Baozhen divided the homework and said, "Don't you want to attend class this afternoon?"
Dabao lay on his desk, "I don't understand a lot of the math in the afternoon, so I won't listen."
Luo Baozhen thought about this, and asked again: "Where is Aunt Miao?"
Dabao ran out of the office like a cannonball.
After a while, he ran back and said, "Mom, Aunt Miao doesn't listen either."
Luo Baozhen packed up and stood up, "Okay, let's go."
When they reached the stairs, Zhao Sanmiao was still there, probably thinking of waiting for Luo Baozhen.
Luo Baozhen walked over and said, "Sister Miao, how are you doing this afternoon?"
Zhao Sanmiao's eyes were full of desire for knowledge, "Mathematics is more difficult than Chinese, but it's interesting. Mathematics is useful for daily life! I'll learn more!"
"That's okay, Sister Miao, just learn it bit by bit."
Walking to the school gate, Zhao Sanmiao looked at Luo Baozhen's watch and asked, "Baozhen, what time is it now? Is it too late for me to go to the hospital?"
"It's only a little after 3 o'clock, I should still be able to make it in time."
"Then I still have to go to the hospital. My man's medicine should be enough to catch him."
Thinking of this, Luo Baozhen also wanted to go to the hospital.
It was already November, and there were still one or two months left in the semester. She had to go home for the New Year. She didn't want to have a baby this year. How inconvenient would that be?
It’s better to prepare to have a baby next year!
Just last night, didn't Chen Chuhui himself stop at the last critical moment?
It's so bad that even now, the dirty sheets I changed have not had time to be washed.
Luo Baozhen called Dabao back, who was about to go home, "Dabao, come this way, mom and Aunt Miao have to go to the hospital."
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