Xu Feng: No, I buy rings in the jewelry store and I have to go to the flower shop to buy flowers in the afternoon. Why don’t you refer to it?

Yang Yang: Let me think about it again.

Putting down his phone, Liu Feng had already come up from downstairs and then moved things.

Yang Yang sat on the chair and continued to think about what gift he had given to his wife in the past.

When I first got married, I remember that the first Valentine's Day I gave roses, and my wife's reaction was very dull.

On the second Valentine's Day, I gave a necklace, which my wife put on after wearing for two days.

Later, I moved to work in the city and gave me a gift, a double bathtub, but my wife turned out to be a blank look.

This is probably not needed now. They can use the double bathtub in the bathroom at home occasionally.

It seems that the point should be what married couples should give.

Yang Yang screened out several candidates in his mind, and finally remembered Qiao Kangyong.

Those who study music should know romance better.

"Brother Yang, should I move this chair in here?"

"No need, there is one in the new office area. Just take a few documents I have sorted over with."

Yang Yang handed over the documents on the table to Liu Feng and began to search Qiao Kangyong's WeChat on WeChat.

Yang Yang: Teacher, today on Valentine's Day, what are you giving to your teacher's wife?

Qiao Kangyong: I plan to write a song for her.

Yang Yang: What happened before?

Qiao Kangyong: Musical instruments and music.

Sure enough, this is very literary.

Yang Yang sat in the chair, and he chose to give up.

It’s better to buy a bouquet of roses and give it to your wife for a necklace. His brain cells are almost dead.

...

In kindergarten.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at Qiao Yang who was painting beside her in surprise.

"Why are you here?"

"I told my mother that I wanted to change to a kindergarten, and she agreed."

"Have your mom agreed?"

"Um."

Qiao Yang continued to draw in his hand and found that Yang Xiaoyu was still looking at him.

"Is there any problem?"

"It just feels that your mother is so easy to talk to. You won't be moving again, right?"

"Mom has always been very good, but we haven't moved. My dad will come to pick me up after school."

"Oh, so that's it."

After a few words, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

The little girl who has been by Qiao Yang has been waiting for a long time.

As soon as Yang Xiaoyu picked up the little man's book and started reading it, she immediately walked around Qiao Yang.

"Your name is Qiao Yang, right? I am Xiaoyu's good friend. Can I play with you?"

Qiao Yang looked at Yang Xiaoyu hesitantly and nodded.

"Okay, Xiaoyu's friend is mine."

"That's great, let's go out and have fun."

After saying that, the little girl took Qiao Yang's hand and ran outside the classroom.

Yang Feng, who had finished painting, ran over and sat next to his sister at this time.

"Sister, isn't that person Qiao Yang? Why did he run away with someone else?"

"Yes, but what does it matter."

Yang Xiaoyu looked at her younger brother in confusion.

Qiao Yang has also played with them, so he met him and made new friends, what does it have to do with her?

"It doesn't matter if it's related." Yang Feng turned his mind and felt that it was right. Qiao Yang played with others, but it really had nothing to do with them.

"Sister, look at the painting I draw."

Putting aside Qiao Yang's topic, Yang Fengliang showed his paintings in this class.

It’s crooked and swaying, and only then can I see a villain and a house, the sun in the sky is like scallion pancakes.

Yang Xiaoyu glanced at Xiaoren's book, then looked at his paintings, and said with a frown, "It's so ugly."

"You won't praise me, my mother said that only by praising people frequently can you make progress. Sister Hua will often praise me."

"Then you go and find Sister Hua." Yang Xiaoyu kicked Yang Feng under the stool and signaled him not to disturb her reading the villain's book.

"Look, I won't show you next time." Yang Feng put away his words and grimaced Yang Xiaoyu.

Qiao Yang, who was playing rubber band pillars for the little girls outside the classroom, looked at the classroom from time to time.

Yang Xiaoyu was sitting in the classroom reading a villain's book, feeling inexplicably disappointed.

It seems that there is no change in transferring to this kindergarten, and it feels a bit difficult.

When the second class started, Qiao Yang sat alone in the back of the classroom, and could only see Yang Xiaoyu's back, feeling that time was even more difficult.

I don’t know how I’m going to get through school, but I just feel like I’m being pulled around, running around, and then the day passes.

It’s better to go home early to learn harmonica from dad.

At the entrance of the kindergarten, Qiao Yang, who was waiting for Qiao Kangyong to pick him up, shrank his neck and muttered silently in his heart.

As children were constantly being picked up, a car drove slowly over at the entrance of the kindergarten.

Xu Yan, who came back from the villa orchard, got out of the car and shouted to Yang Xiaoyu and Yang Feng, who were also waiting for her at the entrance of the kindergarten:

"Xiaoyu and Xiaofeng, get in the car, mom takes you home."

"Okay mom."

Yang Feng ran towards the car with a blue scarf without thinking.

Yang Xiaoyu, who was following behind him, saw her brother's scarf, turned to look at Qiao Yang who was shrank.

"Mom, wait for me."

After saying that, Yang Xiaoyu ran to Qiao Yang with her feet.

"My mother is here and I want to take a car home with her. Your father hasn't come yet, so I'll lend this scarf to you first."

Yang Xiaoyu took off her white scarf from her neck and walked around Qiao Yang's neck.

Qiao Yang looked at her in shock, and when he came to his senses, he blushed and said in a low voice:

"Thank you, I will bring it to you tomorrow."

"You're welcome, we are friends...Mom, I'm here."

Because she did a good thing, Yang Xiaoyu was very happy and ran towards Xu Yan's car.

Qiao Yang looked at her, her back reflected in her eyes.

Sure enough, it is a good thing to switch to this kindergarten.
Chapter completed!