Chapter 20 Ling Xiaojun pulled up his pants!
It happened to be a Monday, and both the children and the adults got up early.
Song Rui hadn't waited at the door for long when she heard the door of the east wing open.
Through the glass, Song Rui saw He Jinyan tiptoeing to their door.
She took the milk out of the milk box skillfully as if she was taking something from her own home, and then tiptoed back.
Song Rui felt relieved and went back to her room to take a nap.
When I woke up, it was already bright.
Song Rui didn't have classes today, so after breakfast, she took Nan Nan out shopping.
The weather has been freezing these days, so she bought thick woolen hats and scarves for herself and Nan Nan.
Thinking that she would have to ask Ling Ye for help later, Song Rui thought about it and decided to buy something for him as well.
But Ling Ye has always been resistant to hats and scarves, as if he was born not afraid of the cold, so Song Rui brought him a pair of leather gloves.
When I got home, it was still early, just noon.
While Song Rui was making a fire and cooking lunch, she was also teaching Nan Nan to read by the stove.
Nan Nan’s birthday is very old, so she will be five years old on the 16th day of the first lunar month after the Chinese New Year.
In her previous life, Nan Nan went to school in the autumn when she was six years old.
Although kindergartens already exist now, families that have the means will send their children to kindergarten.
But Nan Nan still went to preschool at the Machinery Factory Primary School.
Later, the machinery factory was unable to pay wages, so it began to think of various ways to make up for the loss, and student tuition was one of them.
There are free options, so how could Xu Chunying spend money to send Nan Nan to kindergarten?
After two years of preschool, I continued to attend elementary school there.
Later, Song Rui heard that because the factory could not pay the teachers' salaries, the teachers were passive and lazy and did not teach anything in class.
In order to prevent the parents from knowing, I specifically told the children not to tell anyone when they came back.
Song Rui then realized that what Nan Nan had learned in the past three years was not as much as what she had learned through her own teaching at home.
But Ling Ye had already been imprisoned by then, and she was already busy enough raising two children, and she was stretched financially. The Ling family was unwilling to help, and she had no extra money to transfer Nan Nan to another school.
By the time she finally had time to earn enough money, Nan Nan was already in the fourth grade.
When Nan Nan transferred to a good school, she had already fallen far behind other children.
She found it difficult to learn, never understood what was being taught in class, and was often laughed at by her classmates.
In the following years, she spent a lot of effort to catch up.
But the foundation was not laid well, and the impact was far-reaching.
Seeing that she had to work much harder than other children to keep up with the times, Song Rui felt extremely uncomfortable.
However, Ling Xiaojun and Ling Xiaodan transferred to Experimental Primary School early in the morning.
He Jinyan said that Ling Xiaojun was the only grandson of the Ling family, and he was the one who would bring honor to the family, so of course he had to go to a good school.
As for Ling Xiaodan, she went there to take care of her younger brother. The two children would not be easily bullied if they were together.
Whatever she said made sense, but with Ling Jianguo and Ling Feng's salaries, they couldn't possibly give the money for school selection.
The past is all over, a mess that cannot be settled.
Now that she can start over again, Song Rui not only wants to send Nan Nan to kindergarten, but also wants to send her to the best bilingual kindergarten.
In her previous life, Nan Nan wanted to have a pair of wings to fly in the sky, but she, as an incompetent mother, failed to support her.
She would try her best this time, if she wanted to.
It is possible to go to preschool at the age of six, but it is a bit late for Nan Nan to go to a bilingual kindergarten after the Chinese New Year.
Song Rui simply taught her at home so that she could pass the entrance exam.
I had just taught a few pinyin characters and the rice in the pot was not yet cooked when I heard bursts of crying coming from outside the door.
There was a kang burning in the room and the door was wide open.
Song Rui looked outside and saw Ling Xiaojun crossing the threshold with a grin on his face.
He was not wearing school uniform, but ordinary clothes. He covered his buttocks with his hands and did not dare to let go. He cried loudly.
Behind Ling Xiaojun was Ling Xiaodan, who was wiping her tears, and behind her was He Jinyan, whose face turned blue with anger.
As the mother and her two children approached, a foul odor rushed over.
Song Rui was stunned for a moment, then realized what was going on and burst out laughing.
She said that stolen milk doesn’t taste that good.
Hearing her laugh, He Jinyan felt like a powder keg about to explode had found its target.
She took a few quick steps and rushed over with a foul smell, throwing the dirty pants that Ling Xiaojun had changed out of in a plastic bag over to him.
The pants hit the ground with the force of a stinky egg.
Song Rui picked it up with a fire poker and threw it directly out of the gate.
The neighbors outside who heard the crying and wanted to see what was going on were caught red-handed.
I took a few steps back, pinched my nose and looked over, and found that I didn't know who shouted first.
"Oh my god! Ling Xiaojun pooped his pants! Ling Xiaojun pooped his pants at school!!!"
"What? You peed your pants? Oh my god, it really is! It stinks!"
"Ling Xiaojun is already so old, why is he still pooping his pants..."
"Stop talking, stop talking, keep your voice down..."
Realizing that the Ling family was still in the yard, they thought it was not a good idea to say that, and they all fell silent.
But it was too late. These words had already been blown into the yard by the stinking wind.
Ling Xiaojun was already crying uncontrollably, and when he heard this, he howled even louder than usual.
Ling Xiaodan also wiped her tears, rushed into the house and slammed the door.
Xu Chunying heard the noise and came out of the house. Seeing Ling Xiaojun crying like that, she felt so distressed.
He scolded He Jinyan and told her to pick up the pants.
Why are they exhibiting it on the street like it's a good thing?
He Jinyan was so angry that smoke seemed to come out of her head, but she still picked up the dirty pants dejectedly.
After breakfast today, she felt occasional stomach cramps and pains.
I also went to the toilet several times.
She thought she was in trouble and didn't take it seriously until she got a call from the school to the store at the corner of the street.
She then quickly took the two children back.
The three of them had received a lot of guidance at school and on the road, but they didn't expect that this person would be thrown at their home.
He Jinyan looked at Song Rui again, her eyes raised high, as if she was looking at an enemy.
"Is it you? Is it you?"
Song Rui spread her hands innocently: "What do you mean it's me? I don't know."
"It's you! You said yesterday that milk doesn't taste so good. You said that drinking milk can cause intestinal perforation and stomach rupture! Did you put drugs in the milk?"
Song Rui exclaimed, "Are you admitting that you stole our milk?"
“You, you…”
"What am I talking about? This is really strange. In what era can people steal things so confidently?"
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