My dad's life

The car drove slowly along the coastal road.

The sun shining on the sea, and then reflected into the car, sparkling the roof of the car.

"Wow, it's so beautiful."

A group of little guys raised their necks, looked at the roof of the car, and made a sound of admiration.

"It looks like it's under the sea," Shan Zecheng said.

"Yes, last time I went diving with my dad and looked up, it was like this." Little curly hair Guan Yongrui took the conversation.

"Diving?"

Upon hearing this, the little guy thought of the last time He Zihao and He Zixuan went diving.

Because of her insufficient age, the diving staff did not launch her into the water.

Although my father used a holographic projection to give her a land dive, it was still different from real diving.

The little guys just came to the kindergarten with twitter all the way.

They are not the only ones who come to the kindergarten by school bus every day, and not only this school bus.

The school has a parking lot, and each school bus has its own fixed location.

After the children get off the school bus, they must follow a fixed formation and walk along the planned route.

This can avoid the mess of the team and the dangers brought by the vehicles entering the library, and of course it also facilitates the management of the teacher.

I saw a long line of small dots, extending to the door of the kindergarten.

You can enter the classroom only after you have checked in with the camera and the life teacher.

The children are very well-behaved and rarely jump in line.

But the team is not very neat, crooked, and talking together.

It's like countless little ducks, and it makes people hurt. Fortunately, the teachers here are used to it and don't care.

"Fang Xin morning, did you wash your hands and face well today?"

As long as you are a teacher, you have a very good memory of names, not to mention that the little guy is still a kindergarten figure, how can anyone not know him.

"Well, I did a good wash. I washed it twice." The little guy stretched out her two fleshy little fingers and gestured.

"Awesome, go in."

The life teacher squeezed her fleshy little face with affection.

"Thank you teacher." The little guy hopped to the top of the stairs upon hearing the words.

But people did not rush up, but waited for Yaoyao, after all, Yaoyao was in the same class as her.

But I didn't expect Yaoyao hadn't waited yet.

Xiaoshan came over first.

"Xinxin, I brought you delicious food." Xiaoshan walked over and said gently in her ear.

"What's delicious?" the little guy asked curiously.

Xiaoshan took out three milk candy from her pocket.

"My father bought this for me, but it's delicious. I'll give this to you."

The little guy glanced at it, three candies, two in blue packaging, with a little brother's portrait on them.

A red package with a young lady's head on it.

This little candy guy knew him, she had eaten it, and she had also eaten a lollipop. It tasted really good.

The little guy was also welcome, and directly reached out and took a red package.

"I'll give you all this." Xiaoshan said.

"Don't you eat?" the little guy asked strangely.

"There's more at home, this is for you to eat." Xiaoshan said happily.

The little guy was not polite when he heard that, and took the remaining two, and put them all in his pocket.

"I'm in class, see you Xinxin, we will play together in the big break."

"Okay, goodbye sister."

Xiaoshan turned and jumped upstairs.

Looks very happy, very happy.

"Xinxin, what are you doing standing at the top of the stairs, come up quickly." Mr. Wang, who was passing the stairs, found the little guy and greeted her.

"I'm waiting for Yaoyao." The little guy said with his neck up.

"For such a few steps, what can I wait?" Teacher Wang said, but people walked a few steps down and came to her.

"Because we are good friends!" The little guy said naturally.

"Really? You have many good friends." Teacher Wang touched her head and said.

This little guy seems to have a natural affinity, and can quickly become friends with almost anyone.

Not just the same age, even their teachers.

Many teachers in other classes have told her, chatting with the little guy, unconsciously happy.

The little guy also took advantage of this convenience and often came to the office to eat and drink, almost becoming a "garden pet".

"Hello, Teacher Wang." Yaoyao ran over after checking.

"Let's go, follow the teacher into the classroom." Teacher Wang walked up the stairs one by one.

"Teacher Wang, do you have a good friend?" the little guy suddenly asked.

"I, of course I do, why do you ask?"

"Because you look like you have few friends." The little guy said seriously.

"Can you see this too?" Teacher Wang asked with a little amusement.

"Well, of course it can." The little guy vowed to himself.

"Oh, how did you see it?" Teacher Wang asked with great interest.

"Because Teacher Wang is so good-looking, there are very few good-looking friends." The little guy said.

"Huh? Who did you listen to?"

Although she was very happy to hear this.

"My father said, he said he is so handsome, so he has no friends." The little guy said seriously.

"Pouch" Teacher Wang laughed out loud when she heard the words. She didn't expect Fang Yuan to be so funny and would say such things.

"Then if you say so, shouldn't you be ugly?" Teacher Wang asked with a smile.

"Why? I am not ugly." The little guy scratched his head and said dissatisfiedly.

"Because you have a lot of friends." Teacher Wang said naturally.

The little guy became angry when he heard the words, his cheeks bulging like a frog.

"Xinxin is not ugly, Xinxin is very beautiful." Yaoyao comforted.

"I didn't say this. It was your father. Your father said that he is handsome and good-looking, so he has no friends.

Then you have so many friends, isn't it just not good-looking?"Teacher Wang said quickly.

"Smelly dad, bad dad, go home to collect your ass and ask you to settle the account." The little guy grunted.

She finally understood the meaning of her father's words, originally she was an ugly monster.

How could she be an ugly, she is a nice and cute baby, so everyone likes to play with her.

"Okay, hurry into the classroom."

Teacher Wang chatted with the little guy a few words, and his mood became especially happy.

"Good."

Two little people ran into the classroom one after another.

"Fang Xin, let's play together." Seeing them come in, children immediately greeted them.

"Okay, what are we playing?" The little guy agreed readily.

Little Pig’s Happy Day has officially begun.