Chapter 12 A child fainted
The kindergarten classroom is not very big. There are five children coming to class today and they are warming up now.
Coach Xiao Lin held Su Youli's hand and stood in the center of the classroom: "We have a new kid in our class today. Everyone, give him a round of applause to welcome him!"
A group of children aged four or five were sitting or lying down, some had kicked off their shoes, and were doing their own things. Sparse applause was heard in the classroom.
Of course, Yang Yang was the one who stood the straightest and clapped the loudest.
After introducing himself, Coach Kobayashi started to run circles with the children.
After running two laps, the little guy's face became rosy and he looked very good.
Yang Yang brought the kettle and fed him a few sips of water.
In the ten-minute class, eight minutes were spent practicing the basic posture of standing with fists, and the other was learning how to say "hey ha" louder.
Yang Shiqing hid behind the door, holding his phone and video-calling Su Siwen and Qin Kun, "See? Youyou is so amazing!"
The two fathers on the other end of the phone were a little speechless about Yang Shiqing when they saw their son just shouted "Hey Ha" with all his strength, which was not very loud, under the encouragement of Coach Kobayashi.
Isn’t this filter a little too thick? It seems like your son was shouting quite loudly.
"You can ask Youyou to shout Yuanzi's name several times louder than this."
Yang Shiqing: "You two know nothing. Do you think the coach is teaching blindly? Hey, can you stimulate the core strength when you make sounds?"
You want a three-year-old kid, whose physical development is similar to that of a two-and-a-half-year-old, to learn core strength?
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
If it weren't for the walls and cabinets of Yang Shiqing's house filled with honors and awards from various Taekwondo competitions, Su Siwen would have wanted to take his son home immediately.
"Hey hey hey, Brother Yang, why did Youyou fall!" Su Siwen almost stood up from the wheelchair.
Yang Shiqing took his eyes off the phone and saw that the little guy was surrounded by several children, and two of the children even pounced directly on him.
As the smallest kid in the class, Youyou fell on his back without any chance of resistance, and one of his azure blue tie-dyed cloth shoes flew away.
Yang Yang was so anxious that he jumped up and down. He pulled away the classmates who were hugging Youyou, and shouted loudly for Coach Kobayashi to come and help.
Yang Shiqing finally understood that the little guy was not only the most popular cub in Yunshui Street, but also the most popular one everywhere.
The new classmate with short arms and legs is like a moving white glutinous rice dumpling. He looks so sweet when he smiles. Who doesn’t like beautiful kids, especially those with simple and straightforward minds?
When the little guy was rescued by Coach Kobayashi, he hugged Coach Kobayashi's neck and refused to let go.
"You can't do this. Classmates should care and love each other. You can't put pressure on Youyou like this. He will get hurt."
Coach Xiaolin began to teach the students. Several children gathered around Coach Xiaolin's feet like quails, looking up and saying in unison: "Youyou, I'm sorry."
Su Youli's eyelashes were covered with tears, and she tilted her head carefully: "...It's okay."
Dads once said that when someone says sorry, you should say it’s okay.
How could there be a kid with such a good temper? Coach Kobayashi is very soft-hearted, and Xiao Youyou is simply the most generous and tolerant child he has ever seen.
Yang Shiqing pushed the door open and walked in. His tall and straight figure scared the little kids who had made mistakes so much that they quickly hid behind the pile of mats.
There are carpets in every corner of the kindergarten classroom. If Yang Yang fell, Yang Shiqing would probably gloat over his misfortune, but the person who fell was Youyou.
The little one with delicate skin and tender flesh is held in the mouths and hands of his two fathers, and even Grandpa Yang and Grandma Yang love him like a baby.
"Youyou, does your head hurt? Does your butt hurt?"
Su Youli was carried aside by Uncle Yang. He sat on Uncle Yang's lap and shook his head.
When Yang Yang picked up the shoe that had flown away, he heard Youyou asking him in a crying voice when he could go home because he missed his father.
The little guy doesn't know how to use the word "barbaric" to describe the kids in the Taekwondo class.
These children are energetic little bullies at home, so they are sent here by their parents to spend the weekend.
Children can not only burn off their energy here, but also learn Taekwondo.
"Youyou, your father and his family have something to do today, so why don't you just play with Brother Yang Yang in the stadium today?"
Su Youli blinked his eyes. He remembered that today was Kun Kun’s day off.
He takes Kun Kun to work every day, and after taking him there five times he can have two days off. But this morning it was Kun Kun who took him to class.
The little guy sat on Uncle Yang's lap, with his round and soft face pressed against Uncle Yang's belly, feeling very aggrieved.
He seemed to be aware of something, but the three-year-old's vocabulary was limited, so he didn't know what this feeling was called.
It was like he had been licking a piece of lollypop patiently for two days, but Yuanzi finally bit it off. He was a little angry and felt aggrieved, but Yuanzi was his most loyal friend and he couldn't scold Yuanzi.
So I can only be sad by myself.
Grandma Yang brought lunch in an insulated box. Youyou was held by Uncle Yang. When they passed by a classroom, they suddenly heard a noise.
A few older kids ran over and called the coach, saying that a child had fainted.
This was no small matter, so Yang Shiqing rushed over holding Su Youli.
The child who fainted is also from Yunshui Street. His nickname is Chengzi and he is six years old.
Grandma Yang rushed over after hearing the news, pushed through the crowd of people pinching oranges, and after making sure the child's breathing was stable, she poured two mouthfuls of chicken soup that she had specially prepared for Yang Yang and Youyou into his mouth.
There was silence, and the 'gulp gulp' sound of swallowing the chicken soup was very clear.
Youyou looked hungry, blinked and asked, "Can Chengzi brother eat when he is asleep?"
Yang Shiqing choked and pinched the little guy's face: "This is a bad habit, don't learn it."
"Okay." The little guy nodded in agreement.
After drinking two bowls of chicken soup, Orange finally opened his hazy eyes. While he was barely breathing, he saw his parents rushing towards him.
"Orange, my baby, why did you suddenly faint?"
"You scared your mother to death."
When Orange's mother pulled the person up, she almost burst into tears. Orange's father beside her also looked nervous, with sweat on his head.
"Mom, wuwuwu, can I stop going to the interest class?" Orange's face was still a little pale. His mother felt that his round face was deflated. She immediately ignored everything and did whatever her son said.
"No, no, if you don't like it then don't go."
Orange's eyes lit up. "Really? I don't have to go to English and piano classes anymore?"
As parents who want their son to succeed, Orange's parents have enrolled him in many extracurricular tutoring classes since he started kindergarten.
"It's because Orange's mother's nephew has been taking tutoring classes in the city and participating in various competitions. Every time Orange's cousin comes over, he always starts to compare himself with her."
Grandma Yang was muttering as she cleaned up.
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