"No, I've already told the teacher that I'll send the child there for the next two days to get used to it."
"Would the old man agree?"
"It only took half a day. I sent him there in the morning and picked him up at noon."
Seeing Li Dachuan having fun with his grandson, Li Hongshuang felt that the old man would definitely be reluctant to let him go.
The old man came here to look after the children. It would be strange if he would agree to send the children away now.
At night, Song Kexia saw that it was getting late, so she asked the children to go to bed.
Pingping finished drinking the milk and looked at her eagerly, "Mom, can we not go to kindergarten tomorrow?"
"Didn't we agree on this? Why don't you want to go to kindergarten?"
"I want to play with my uncle. He said he would teach us how to use a slingshot."
Pingping took out the slingshot that Li Zhengkun asked his grandfather to bring over. "My uncle said he's very good at it. I want to learn how to use a slingshot from him."
"You can study in the afternoon and go to kindergarten in the morning."
Lele also climbed out of bed and said, "I don't want to leave my mother."
This little mouth is so sweet.
Song Kexia tried to reason with them, "Everyone has their own things to do. Mom has to go to work and earn money, and you have to go to study."
An An said: "We can also go and make money."
"When you grow up, Mom will let you go to work, but now you are still young, so you have to go to kindergarten first."
An An: "Mom, we will grow up tomorrow."
"You've only grown up for one day. You haven't become adults yet. Only adults need to work."
An An blinked and looked at her, "Mom, why can only adults work? Why can't we work?"
Song Kexia almost shed tears. Who would want to work if they could just rest?
Children really speak without restraint.
When they grow up and realize what they said, they will definitely regret it.
"Because only when you grow up can you have the strength to work. You are still too young and don't have the strength."
Pingping raised his little arms, "Mom, I'm very strong."
"Mom knows that you are quite strong among children, but for an adult, you are still too weak.
It’s getting late, let’s all go to bed.”
Song Kexia kissed their chubby little faces, and the three little ones lay back on the bed.
"Good night, Mom."
Song Kexia sat by the bed, watched them fall asleep, and then returned to the room.
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