Chapter 83 83 "Brother, Durian is not at home."...
After returning from Lin City, Feng Ci, whose battery ran out, lay in bed for two days.
On the first day, he climbed the mountain to show off his strength, and took care of the children for the next two days, which made him, a 19-year-old boy, exhausted like a grandson. Fortunately, he had already exceeded the course requirements for this semester with the help of the double elves, so taking two days off would not affect his studies.
Feng Ci was lying on the bed in his bedroom, pounding his aching waist and legs, when the little bandit Berry rushed in forcefully, the chubby boy holding a plate of washed blueberries in his hands.
Berry rushed to the bedside: "Brother, why are you hitting yourself?"
"My legs are sore." Feng Ci said in a very salty voice, "They're so sore that I'm dying."
Meiguo blinked and said with the tone of someone who has experienced it: "Brother, don't be so scared, you just have a lemon on your leg."
Meiguo placed the plate on the bedside table, picked up a blueberry and stuffed it into Feng Ci's mouth: "Don't worry, you'll have a sweet and sour taste once you eat one blueberry."
Feng Ci chewed and chewed, then glared and pulled out a tissue and spat it out, "Are these discounted blueberries?"
My teeth are about to ache. It must be another discounted item for ten dollars that he bought to save money.
Meiguo shrank her head guiltily. "No, I can't do arithmetic. I don't know how to do it."
Feng Ci waved his hands: "Okay, go out if you have nothing to do. Don't bother me anymore."
The child climbed onto the bed, trying to make amends for his weak and pitiful brother.
"Brother, I'll treat you to some sweet fruit. Get up quickly."
"I can't afford it. I won't go."
Meiguo grabbed one of Feng Ci's arms and said, "Let's go, let's go. Give me a chance."
After saying that, the child pulled out a handful of red banknotes from his pocket and said with great generosity, "I want to spend money on you!"
Feng Ci: "...Didn't your parents tell you to keep it for you?"
"No," Meiguo said frankly, "Mom and Dad said to send as much money as they want for safekeeping."
Keep your own money?
What about the money he kept with his parents when he was twelve?
Feng Ci sat up and asked, "You want to spend money on me?"
The three-and-a-half-year-old sister: "Flowers!"
Feng Ci quickly got up, changed his clothes, and went out with Bangdajie in his hand.
The sweet fruit that Meiguo was referring to was durian. The brother and sister stood in front of the dazzling pile of durian, scratching their heads.
Feng Ci actually doesn’t like eating durian very much because it is high in sugar and has a strong taste, so he rarely buys it and has only opened a durian a few times.
The brother and sister were hesitant. The durians in front of them were getting fewer and fewer, and there were not many good durians left for them.
Feng Ci gritted his teeth and pointed at one of the ones he liked: "I'll choose this one."
"Is it open now?" asked the saleswoman.
"Well, please open it now."
After weighing the durian, the saleswoman picked up professional tools and opened it.
As the durian opened, the air was suddenly filled with awkwardness.
"Brother, Durian is not at home."
Meiguo stood on tiptoe, her two little hands on the edge of the table, and looked at Feng Ci blankly: "Did it go out to play?"
Feng Ci: “…” This wave of people making a fool of themselves is just a shame.
The size of the durian really affects the price, so the saleswoman immediately offered, "We can give you a different one."
Feng Ci decisively picked up the child and said, "Guoguo, pick one and take a good look."
Before he finished speaking, Berry pointed casually: "Then I want this."
"You're not going to look anymore?"
"No, this one is good."
Feng Ci shut up and looked at the saleswoman: "Then let's open this one."
Feng Ci didn't dare to watch the process of opening the durian. He knew his sister well, and she was also a reserve non-African.
“Wow, it smells so good!”
"This durian flesh is bigger than my hand."
Meiguo's exclamation drew Feng Ci's attention. He turned around and was instantly shocked.
Wow, what a big and plump fruit pulp.
Feng Ci glanced sourly at the giggling child. The little guy was really lucky. Well, a non-chief family doesn't need a large number of people, he can carry the responsibility alone.
The durian flesh that Berry opened was so big that the saleswoman had to use four disposable packaging boxes to barely pack it all.
The envious looks from those around him made Feng Ci puff out his chest slightly.
Feng Ci was carrying a heavy durian and preparing to leave with Meiguo by his hand. At this moment, an older woman came over and asked with a smile if Meiguo could pick a durian for her as well.
Feng Ci subconsciously wanted to refuse. After all, luck was hard to predict, especially since the person in front of him was the most powerful and difficult aunt. He really didn't want to cause any trouble.
"Okay, okay." Meiguo didn't wait for Feng Ci to speak, and happily pointed to one at random, "Grandma, this one is good."
Feng Ci, who was slow to act, froze in place.
The aunt picked up the durian that Berry had selected without any hesitation, and stared at the salesperson with anticipation as he opened the durian.
Feng Ci was about to leave with the berries in his arms.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Wow, what a big durian! What a steal!"
"Hey, little girl, can you help auntie pick a durian too?"
"And me, I need it too."
Berry thus became the durian god of war, and everyone who had a good durian gave Berry some food and drinks.
The chubby boy returned home with a bunch of snacks.
Feng Ci's eyes were complicated, and the braid on Meiguo's head drew an arc of joy, as if saying to him, "Is it difficult to pick durian? It's not difficult at all!"
*
Kindergarten is full of joy every day.
Meiguo inherited Qiao Tong's aesthetic taste and is very talented in painting, especially in color matching. Every time the child hands in a coloring book, it is eye-catching and amazing.
Not only that, Teacher Xiaowen thinks Meiguo has a very rich imagination.
She once drew a giant panda in a painting class and named it Rolling Bear. She drew a few fish next to it and said that Rolling Bear had caught a large pond of fish for her, which made her so full that she couldn't walk.
Another time, Berry drew a forest with a little girl on a broomstick in it.
Berry introduced to Teacher Kobayashi that the little witch riding on the broom was her, and her magic broom was called Xiu Xiu.
When the two teachers in the Little Cherry class were chatting, Teacher Xiaolin took out Meiguo's painting and showed it to Teacher Xiaowen.
"Look, isn't this kid really talented at drawing? The drawings are so detailed and detailed, really good."
The smile on Xiaowen's lips froze slightly.
The child's drawing was a bit abstract, but she still recognized it. Wasn't this the scene from her previous dream? The clothes, the colors...
Teacher Xiaowen was at a loss.
"Teacher, I'm tied up!"
The two teachers looked in the direction of the sound at the same time. Jia Jia ran out of the toilet in panic: "Help, I'm tied up!"
Teacher Xiaowen looked carefully and found that the pants were pulled too high and were stuck on the buttocks.
Before she could make a move, a small figure ran over and helped Jiajia straighten her pants.
"Don't pull your pants down here anymore so you won't get tied up."
"Guoguo, thank you for saving me QAQ"
Meiguo patted Jiajia's head and said with a smile, "You're welcome, good boy."
Meiguo is busy like a little top in kindergarten all day, either playing with this kid or that kid, and occasionally even having to act as a judge.
There is no shortage of inexplicable disputes in kindergartens. Two children who were so good that they could wear the same pants one second may start fighting the next second.
Judge Berry took decisive action and glared at the one who had first acted unethically: "Why did you hit someone?"
The child closed his eyes and made up a story: "My hand gave a bad signal today. It was not listening."
"Then I'm going to punish you for running with your little hands."
Child: “Huh?”
Meiguo suddenly took out a file from her pocket and handed it to Xinxin who was being beaten: "Come, I'll teach you how to punish his little hand by making it run. It will be very itchy if you do this."
The child who hit others retracted his hand: "I don't have nails."
Meiguo turned to Xinxin and said, "Then tickle his armpits. That's where it's the most itchy."
The child who hits others: “…”
Teacher Xiaowen did not stop them when she saw this. It is better for children to resolve conflicts in a peaceful way than with the involvement of adults.
The two teachers were just a little curious about why these children listened to Meiguo so much.
With suspicion, the two began to pay more attention to Meiguo, and finally one day Teacher Xiaowen got the opportunity to find out the truth.
"Maomao, if you don't listen, I won't give you any delicious drinks."
"No, I'm obedient. I listen to you the most."
"Then you must not pull children's braids in the future."
“Okay Siri!”
"Not Siri, Mader~"
“Okay Mader!”
Teacher Xiaowen, who was eavesdropping from behind the door, was alarmed. Meiguo had brought a drink into the garden. She had no idea what kind of drink it was, or how long it had been there.
Two kids were hiding in a corner doing a secret deal, and Teacher Xiaowen jumped out and arrested them on the spot.
Teacher Xiaowen held the evidence of suspected three-no products in her hand, with a serious face:
"Berry, what is this?"
"This is... this is delicious."
"Why isn't it packaged? When did you bring it in?"
Berry pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
[Mummy Berry, Berry fed the children in the kindergarten a strange drink.]
When Qiao Tong received this message, his heart skipped a beat and he hurried to the kindergarten.
Qiao Tong and Maomao's parents arrived at the kindergarten one after another. Teacher Xiaowen told them the whole story from beginning to end and picked up the half-empty drink on the table.
"There's no label on this bottle, so I'm not sure what's inside. The two kids won't say anything, so I'm going to trouble you parents to come over."
The nerves of the parents on both sides immediately became tense, and they each pulled their children aside to ask questions.
The moment Qiao Tong saw the bottle, he knew it contained magic potion.
Even though she had warned them not to give magic potions to children, she didn't blame Berry right away.
"Guoguo, tell mom, what is the effect of the magic potion you gave the child?"
Meiguo paused in stirring her clothes and looked up in surprise: "Mom, did you sneak into my belly again?"
She didn't say anything, but her mother knew it.
"Because I'm your mother, baby." Qiao Tong's eyes were gentle as she half-huggled her daughter and asked, "Can you tell me why you gave the child the potion?"
At this point, there is nothing to hide.
Meiguo stood up straight, pushed her belly forward, and said in a resounding voice, "Because I want every child to be healthy."
Every year when the seasons change, a large number of children in kindergartens fall ill, mostly with influenza, with symptoms including nasal congestion, cough and headache.
When Berry arrived at the kindergarten, she found that many children were missing, with only a few scattered around. When she thought about the children who had a cold and might be watching cartoons and eating snacks at home, Berry felt that this was not a good idea.
So, Berry tinkered with it for two nights and made a magic potion specially for children to drink, which can strengthen their bodies. After drinking this potion, children will not get sick for three years.
Maomao is the child who had conflicts with Xinxin before. He suffers from hereditary rhinitis and often has a runny nose. When the seasons change, he sneezes from morning to night, and other naughty kids often call him Snotlout.
Having a healthy nose is Maomao’s biggest wish.
After drinking the magic potion brought by Berry, Maomao's rhinitis was miraculously cured. The grateful child followed Berry's orders from then on.
After finding out the truth, Qiao Tong felt relieved. Fortunately, it was not some strange potion.
In this way, Qiao Tong is very confident that he can handle this matter well.
Both sets of parents successfully got the whole story from their children. As soon as the two sides met, Qiao Tong immediately expressed his sincere willingness to bear the cost of Maomao's medical examination and would take responsibility to the end if any problems were found during the examination.
The other parent's reaction was unexpected.
"Actually, I took Maomao to the hospital for a checkup two days ago, and the doctor said his rhinitis had healed. I thought it was because he had a strong immune system, so he recovered on his own. It turns out it was all thanks to your daughter."
Maomao's parents believed that Meiguo's family had a secret recipe for treating rhinitis. While expressing their gratitude, they also cautiously asked to buy medicine because Maomao's father had also been suffering from severe rhinitis for many years.
Qiao Tong declined politely, meaning that the folk remedy for rhinitis was only effective for children. Seeing this, Maomao's mother had to give up with regret.
A few days later, Qiao Tong received another message from Teacher Xiaowen, and his heart suddenly became heavy.
[Mummy Berry, Berry is flying around the kindergarten on a broom!]
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