After hearing what He Yan said, Yun Qiao was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Little clever ghost."
Yun Qiao gently touched the top of He Yan's head, and He Yan stuck out his tongue embarrassedly.
He Yan spoke softly. The teacher from the nearby kindergarten had no idea what she said to Yun Qiao, and why she suddenly made Yun Qiao laugh. She looked a little confused.
Yun Qiao straightened up and said to the teacher sternly, "Teacher, since Yanyan says she doesn't want Sun Jia to apologize, then let it be. However, I still ask that you pay more attention to how the children get along with each other in the future. If there are any problems, stop them in time and try to prevent this kind of situation from happening again."
Hearing Yun Qiao's words, He Yan's teacher nodded hurriedly, "Of course. I will pay more attention and will definitely not let something like this happen again."
Yun Qiao nodded slightly, took He Yan's hand and turned to leave the kindergarten.
On the way home, He Yan's mood had improved a lot, and he skipped around holding Yun Qiao's hand.
Yun Qiao praised her for being brave today and for fighting back bravely when being bullied.
He Yan raised her little face, which looked 70% like her mother, and said proudly, "Of course. I'm the older sister in the family. Dad's at work and not at home. If I get bullied so easily, who will protect you and your brother?"
Yun Qiao felt a warm feeling in her heart. She bent down, picked up her daughter, and kissed her on the side of her cheek: "Mom's Yanyan has grown up. She knows how to protect her."
He Yan giggled when Yun Qiao kissed her: "Of course I do. I'm my mother's sweet little cotton-padded jacket."
Yun Qiao smiled and said, "But Mom is an adult now. If anyone needs to protect Yanyan, it should be Mom who protects her, not Yanyan, a child."
"Let's protect each other, Mom." He Yan hugged Yun Qiao's neck and said something in a baby voice that moved Yun Qiao.
Yun Qiao was deeply moved by her heartwarming words and couldn't help but kiss her cheek again: "Okay, let's protect each other."
He Yan jumped out of Yun Qiao's arms and said, "Oh, by the way, Mom, when Sun Jiaqi was bullying me today, two children stood in front of me to protect me. I want to prepare two gifts for them, is that okay?"
"Of course you can." Yun Qiao nodded and agreed: "They bravely stood up to protect you, so it's only right that you give them gifts to thank them."
He Yan held Yun Qiao's hand and said, "Thank you, Mom."
"No thanks. Your decision is correct, and Mom will definitely support you." Yun Qiao asked with a smile, "What gifts do you want to give them?"
"Is the hairpin grandma made okay?" He Yan asked Yun Qiao for her opinion: "Today they both praised my hairpin for being beautiful. I think they will definitely like it if I give it to them."
"Of course you can." Yun Qiao said, "Grandma will support you too."
"That's great." He Yan yelled 'Yeah' and jumped up happily and rushed forward: "I want to go home quickly."
"Run slower." Yun Qiao looked at He Yan's back tenderly, then stood up and caught up with him.
He Yanren had short legs but ran very fast. Yun Qiao chased her closely but was still a step behind her. After turning a corner, he lost sight of her.
Fortunately, the compound is very safe, so there is no need to worry about the safety of the child. Yun Qiao is not worried about what might happen to He Yan.
By the time Yun Qiao returned home, He Yan had already met her grandmother Feng Juan.
Feng Juan took out her sewing basket and was cutting scraps of cloth with scissors, preparing to start making the bow hairpin that her granddaughter had requested.
He Yan held his face in his hands and watched quietly from the side.
When Yun Qiao entered the room, she heard Feng Juan ask He Yan, "Yan Yan, what are the names of these two little friends of yours? Tell me so that Grandma can recognize them."
He Yan replied, "They are Zhou Yue and Wang Shuyi. Grandma, do you know them?"
Feng Juan was unfamiliar with the name Wang Shuyi, but Zhou Yue...
Chen Qiyun's ex-husband Zhou Heping married a second wife, and their eldest daughter was Zhou Yue.
"Zhou Yue, grandma knows Zhou Yue." Feng Juan was puzzled. "But isn't Zhou Yue not even three years old this year? How come she's in the same class with you?"
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