On June 1st, Children's Day, Zhou Jiao got up early. After washing, she spent a lot of time tidying up her appearance. By the time she put on the clothes she had prepared last night, it was already late.
Lin Lishan was amused by her daughter's cautious attitude. She took the water bottle bag prepared by Aunt Chen, supported her daughter, and followed her husband and son-in-law.
Not far from the doorstep, Mrs. Cheng, dressed in formal attire, had been waiting there for a long time. When she saw them come back, she couldn't help but complain that they were so slow.
What day is today?
Why did they take the grand moment of their little Ping An being the announcer so lightly?
Walking in the courtyard, Zhou Jiao was surprised to find that many parents on vacation were taking their children out. She secretly thanked herself for going home early last night, otherwise she would have been so guilty towards her son for not being able to catch up.
Compared with previous years, several kindergartens jointly celebrated Children's Day this time and arranged the event at an opera house in the city.
Before arriving at the theater entrance, we saw two rows of innocent and lively children standing at the entrance and exit, waving garlands in their hands and shouting welcome words.
Because of their status, Zhou Jiao accompanied Mrs. Cheng, her mother and Zhang Guoqing to get off the bus first, leaving her father alone with the orderly to go through the special passage.
Zhou Xiaozheng looked at the people walking away, pursed his lips, and told Xiao Wang to set off. Otherwise, why did he say that he didn't like to have people accompanying him?
Every important anniversary is either missed or only visited with a quick glance.
Entering the theater, Zhang Guoqing looked at the children running around and felt a bit overwhelmed. He was worried that one of the naughty ones would accidentally bump into his wife's stomach.
The three of them, holding Zhou Jiao in the middle, walked towards the gathering point of Ping'an Kindergarten. Sure enough, they saw the child looking around the passage curiously.
Zhang Guoqing smiled broadly and waved his hands. If it weren't for the public situation, he would have wanted to shout at his son for fear of embarrassing his child.
At this time, as Zhang Guoqing moved, the old lady, Lin Lishan and Zhou Jiao all saw Ping An, and everyone hurried forward.
Little Ping'an, with two red spots on his fair and tender face, was wearing a small military uniform, a belt around his waist, and a small military cap. He had a serious face, but when he saw them coming, he immediately showed a bright smile.
Seeing her son's heroic and tender face, handsome features, and military uniform, he looked so handsome. Zhou Jiao secretly praised her son.
In less than ten years, this "little fresh meat" in her family who inherited all the excellent genes from his parents will definitely inherit his grandfather's reputation as a handsome man.
Old Mrs. Cheng nodded and greeted the parents beside her with dignity. Listening to everyone's praise for the child, she felt secretly happy in her heart and smiled modestly on her face.
Lin Lishan and Zhang Guoqing on the side were very happy and accepted it all without any modesty.
Zhou Jiao lowered her head and winked at her son secretly, then quickly raised her thumb. Seeing her son's dazzling smile, she quickly signaled him to calm down.
——If we want to play, we should play with the cool guy type like grandpa. If he is gentle and considerate, with a pair of dimples, he will have too many bad peach blossoms in the future!
When the show officially started, Zhou Jiao followed everyone back to their seats. She looked up for a long time but couldn't see her father in the seats upstairs.
When Ping'an came on stage to announce the event, he watched his son remain calm and composed, speaking fluently to welcome the visiting comrades without using any manuscript paper.
Zhou Jiao smiled at Zhang Guoqing. Her son had the bearing of a great general!
After Xiao Ping'an left the stage, the entire theater burst into warm applause again. Listening to the elders and parents praising their children, Zhang Guoqing was so excited that he almost burst into tears.
——His son, as long as he is given a starting point, he will soar into the sky without the need to install wings.
Zhang Guoqing didn't take the children's performance to heart.
Even if the dance performed by the granddaughter of a famous general, who was said to be only seven or eight years old, was unique, he felt that it could not compare to his son standing there quietly playing the flute.
If he were to wear ancient costume, grow a little taller, and listen to an ancient and charming tune, the titles of Jade Master and the most handsome man in the capital would not be worth mentioning.
Zhang Guoqing, who was holding a camera and following other parents around the stage to take pictures, was so excited when his son appeared that it was more effective than taking any tonic pills.
When they finally came back to change the film, Zhou Jiao, unable to bear it any longer, finally grabbed him. If they continued to do this, the father and son would become famous today.
Not to mention Zhou Jiao, even Zhou Xiao, who was upstairs, was staring at his son-in-law next to the stage below, his eyes twitching. This guy always lacks intelligence when he meets his wife and son!
As a father-in-law, he really doesn't know whether he should be happy or worried?
But old lady Cheng was happy. She repeatedly told Zhang Guoqing to protect the films well and asked her to develop a few more copies and keep them at home so that she could look at them happily when she had nothing to do.
Now, with the addition of Lin Lishan, the three of them finally had something to talk about and were having a great time chatting.
After the performance ended and it was time to pick up her son, Zhou Jiao finally breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the theater.
Seeing the trio still chatting enthusiastically, she touched her big belly regretfully. It was a pity that she couldn't squat down, otherwise she would have told her son when she had the chance.
——We can just practice these minor arts for fun, and never go down the path of an arts soldier.
"I just saw my grandpa, and also my great-grandfather and the others."
Zhang Guoqing turned his head and looked behind him: "Your grandfather came here with us, he should have left with them by now."
"Yes, my grandfather said he has official business to attend to, so he will celebrate for me in the evening."
Lin Lishan looked at the children in front of her who were clamoring to go to Lao Mo, the restaurant, and the park, and she couldn't bear it and suggested, "How about we take you out to play first?"
Ping An looked at his mother and shook his head sensibly: "My mother will be tired, take me there next year."
How could Zhou Jiao not love such a caring son?
She raised her arm and patted her son, smiling, "Mom will go back first. Grandma and Grandma will accompany you to eat ice cream, okay?"
"I still want to be with my mother."
Yes, with my mother.
Many of his friends were spending the Children's Day with their parents, so he wanted to be with them too. When his younger brothers came out, his parents would be divided into three groups.
No one knows Ping'an's little thoughts.
His words made Old Lady Cheng feel strange for a while. So don't think that children don't know how to use tricks just because they are young.
Everyone unanimously avoided the unhappy topic of days like today.
Not everyone can have such a happy Children's Day. In many places, children live in difficult conditions where they don't have enough to eat. How can there be a Children's Day on June 1st?
After returning home, he sent the old lady back to the Cheng family to rest. Zhang Guoqing took out the gift Zhou Jiao had prepared in advance, carried his son out of the compound, and let him experience the real world outside.
——There is a place full of angels abandoned by God.
Standing at the door of the welfare home, Zhang Guoqing put his son down and took him inside.
He hopes that his son can understand the fickleness of the world through his big eyes.
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