When Fang Qiao arrived at the nursery in the afternoon, apart from Huang Qiaohui, no one else had arrived yet.
Like Wang Yun, Huang Qiaohui was a temporary worker.
Fang Qiao greeted her and asked, "Why are you here so early?"
Huang Qiaohui smiled and said, "The men in my family don't come home for lunch, and I'm bored staying at home doing nothing, so I might as well come over and do some work."
Fang Qiao initially thought she was the family member of a researcher at her workplace, but after chatting with her for a while, she learned that her husband was a soldier under Chen Jingrui.
Not only her, but also Yang Baozhen, a childcare worker at the nursery, is a military dependent.
After further conversation, it was discovered that half of the family compound was occupied by Chen Jingrui's soldiers. The compound wasn't full because only officers could be allocated housing and bring their families to live with them.
Those who aren't at the required level are still single men, living in multi-person rooms in single dormitories.
Fang Qiao couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.
He wondered why Chen Jingrui had brought so many soldiers.
With so many soldiers stationed here, their research institute is practically turning into a military region.
When asked, Huang Qiaohui knew nothing about it, saying that her husband never talked to her about his time in the army.
Just then, Wang Yun, who was heavily pregnant, came to work, so Fang Qiao didn't ask any more questions and instead started talking to Wang Yun.
Before long, the others arrived one after another, and Fang Qiao and Wang Yun stopped chatting and started working.
After another busy afternoon, Fang Qiao felt like her back was about to break when she finally left work.
Fang Qiao lay sprawled on the recliner, unwilling to move. Tian Tian asked her with concern, "Auntie, what's wrong?"
Fang Qiao felt a warmth in her heart, touched her hand, and said, "Auntie, it's nothing. You're just a little tired. Lie down and rest for a bit."
Fortunately, it was only tiring for one day.
I've been busy and tired all day, but I've basically put everything in the daycare center back in order. The larger pieces of furniture are all in their proper places. I'll just tidy up the details a bit more tomorrow before I go to work, and then it'll be pretty much done. Taking care of the kids won't be so tiring anymore.
Because daycare centers are not like preschools, you don't need to teach children to read or write. It's almost the same as taking care of children at home. You just need to make sure the children don't get hurt and then lead them to play happily.
The family compound is not yet full, and there are few children in the compound.
In the first few days after the daycare was set up, only five or six children were brought in each day. Basically, one caregiver looked after one child, making their job incredibly easy.
So Fang Qiao brought her three children with her.
The twins looked exactly alike, and their arrival caused a sensation among the children.
The children had never seen twins before and were eager to play with them. They almost came to blows in their struggle for the opportunity, and Fang Qiao had no choice but to mediate.
Unfortunately, the nursery is full of toddlers who are only two or three years old and don't understand the reasoning of adults, so they still hit them without hesitation!
Chuan Chuan and Yue Yue looked utterly dejected.
These naive children.
Fang Qiao was also helpless.
She sighed, thinking: It seems that the children are too popular, because they can argue all day about who gets to play with whom.
As the family compound gradually filled up, Xiao Jing's tailoring business flourished again, and more children were sent to the daycare center. Fang Qiao also adapted to the job.
Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. The little Vermilion Bird refined the top-grade spirit stone 'lucky money' it received during the New Year, and its size increased dramatically. Its usual size was the size of a sparrow, but it grew to the size of a pigeon, and its original size also doubled.
Wang Yun gave birth to a daughter at the end of May. The big, chubby girl weighed seven pounds. When she was brought out after her first month, she looked round and chubby, just like a lucky baby in a New Year's painting.
Sweetie graduated smoothly from the preschool class and is about to become a 'mature' elementary school student, officially adopting the name 'Cheng Tangtang'.
In the past six months, Cheng Baidong has been going to the southwest more frequently, basically once every month, for a period of three days to a week.
Just before the start of the new semester at Tian Tian Elementary School, Cheng Baidong went to the southwest again. This time, he gave advance notice that he would be gone for a while and might not be able to return before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Fang Qiao understood the special nature of his work, but An An clung to his clothes reluctantly, not wanting him to leave.
"Dad, I want to be with you every day. I don't want to be separated from you for so long."
Cheng Baidong gave An'an a kiss on her chubby cheek and comforted her, saying, "Daddy will try to come back as soon as possible."
Cheng Baidong is away on business trips almost every month. When An'an heard this, she knew that throwing a tantrum wouldn't work, so she could only nod dejectedly and say, "Okay then."
Cheng Baidong arrived in the southwest on September 1st, just two days after he left, and Tian Tian started school.
On the first day of school, Fang Qiao and her neighbor Jiang Ling accompanied each other to take their child to school.
Sweetie is a first-grade student. The first-grade classroom is in the first row of red brick houses right after entering the campus.
Chen Yan is already in the third grade. His classroom is the third row from the back.
So as soon as they entered the school gate, the two parents parted ways and sent their children to different classrooms.
Sweetie's homeroom teacher was a middle-aged woman around thirty years old who taught Chinese. She introduced herself as surnamed Ma, but no one knew her given name. She only asked the parents to call her Teacher Ma.
She has a serious expression when facing children, but she is very kind when talking to parents in private.
In response, Teacher Ma explained: "The first-grade students have just moved up from the preschool class and are still very free and undisciplined. A small number of students cannot adapt to a class that lasts forty minutes and during which they are not allowed to move around in the classroom. They will cry and make a fuss, and some extreme ones will even lie on the ground and throw a tantrum. At this time, it is difficult to control those naughty little devils if we are not strict."
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