At the entrance of the kindergarten, Wang Maoru and others were stopped. It turned out that they were stopped by vehicles at the entrance. At the entrance of the kindergarten, there were cars of various countries, and crowds of people were crowded. These included some gorgeously dressed ladies and their children, and more servants, so the not-so-spawn alley was thrust into pieces. Wang Maoru looked over and found that only a small number of filial sons came in the kindergarten uniforms, and more young ladies were dressed up in great wealth. A very fat lady was holding a white Jingba dog and complained to the servants as soon as she got off the car: "What's this good place? Let me come here in person? Master is really, isn't it enough to let the servants go such a small thing?"

"Madam, the master said that Xiushuai's wife might come today, so that you can come to get close to her." The servant may be the housekeeper at home, and he knows a lot.

The fat lady looked around and said disdainfully: "Even my family is worse than that. I'm afraid the news is wrong, right?"

The housekeeper hurriedly said, "The master can't be wrong."

Seeing that there were too many people and could not squeeze over, Wang Maoru and his family had to scratch their heads and smiled at the children, "Wait a while, my dad is going to do his best. You have to follow me closely, do you know? Look forward to Sanniang."

"Okay." The little guys replied immediately.

Wang Maoru rolled up his sleeves and vaguely recalled the feeling of pursuing his head at a job fair when he graduated from college. He shouted: "Children, follow my dad." The three little guys had already been eager to try and immediately followed Wang Maoru's butt.

Wang Maoru showed his strength and strength. He pulled one from left and one from right. Regardless of other people's complaints, the three little guys followed his father's butt with his hands, like little chickens behind a hen. Those who were pulled open by Wang Maoru wanted to complain, and suddenly felt that they were pushed by several pistols and dared not speak. Most of the people on the periphery were the servants of the students' parents, one by one, but they saw a poor father walking in with his children, and only squeezed the people around him. Finally, they squeezed in. Wang Maoru laughed with his waist, and the three little guys clapped their hands excitedly and shouted: "Dad, you are so awesome, awesome."

Yuchan walked slowly behind her, but she didn't squeeze in, but Li Ziqi and others drove away others and sent them over.

Wuresong handed over the task of personal protection to Li Ziqi. This young master is not a silly person. Anyone who is greedy and lustful and looks at the third wife for a long time, a big mouth slapped over, and someone next to him immediately covered the beaten man with his mouth and pressed him to the ground. As for how to deal with it, no one else has to think too much about it. Li Ziqi loyally protected the master, and did not care about other people's feelings of life or death. The beaten man was beaten after being beaten and was warned. In the future, he should not look at every woman randomly. This is called a disaster. Seeing that the beauty was beaten, she didn't dare to go home to tell the master, saying that he was beaten because he saw a certain official wife. It was too embarrassing to say it. Of course, there were also servants who came home to tell the master, and they would inevitably be scolded again. These are officers of the National Defense Forces. Who knows whose wife the servant offended? If it was from his boss's family, wouldn't it be worse?

I was surprised to see a man who was like a teacher with his beautiful wife and three children reporting, because he was all dressed in luxury, and the family was very ordinary. Looking at the dust on their feet, it seemed that they had walked over for a while, not by taking a bus. But despite this, the people in the kindergarten yard were much more expensive than themselves, and they quickly received warmly.

Wang Maoru's family of five went in, but Li Ziqi was stopped behind Wang Maoru, but he showed a document in front of the instructor in the hospital and was invited in.

Everyone was arranged in the seats in front of the square, each with a small stool, all of which were small wooden stools for children. Wang Maoru sat on it and was afraid that the small wooden stool would break, but in fact the small wooden stool was very strong, so he shook it left and right and didn't move at all.

"Dad, I'm so hot." Caiwei said.

When Wang Maoru saw her face flushed slightly, he thought to himself that it was because of ultraviolet allergies. Of course, the name of this disease did not appear in this era, but many spoiled girls in later generations had this problem. Caiwei grew up shouting the golden key, so naturally she was spoiled. He opened the umbrella and supported her daughter. Zong Fu, who was beside him, took out a book and read it on his own. Wang Maoru looked over and said, "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", and couldn't help but smile and said, "Zong Fu, do you understand?"

"I can't understand." Zong Fu said honestly, "but the master said that the meaning of reading a book a hundred times will appear."

Zong Ding is lively and active. The shadow of the two thousand years of kidnapping and murder seems to have disappeared. Now he is particularly flirting and fussy. He holds Wang Maoru's hand and says, "Dad, look, that fat woman holding a dog."

Yu Chan hurriedly said, "Zong Ding, don't talk about other people's flaws."

"Sanniang, do you think she is a fat woman?" Zong Ding whispered, staring at the fat woman with wide eyes and carrying a small stool, and laughed and said, "She will definitely get broken, sure."

"You kid." Wang Maoru knocked him again and said with a smile: "Shh, don't talk, let's see if it will break."

Yuchan glared at Wang Maoru and said with a grudge: "Why are you father and son like this?"

Zong Ding hugged Wang Maoru's thigh and said, "It's really my father."

Wang Maoru also said: "This is my son."

"Oh, you two are really not cured." Yuchan smiled helplessly.

Sure enough, as soon as the lady holding the dog sat down, I don’t know if she was born unlucky. Her small wooden stool broke as soon as she sat down. As a result, she lay on the ground and the dog in her arms ran away. The little boy next to her clapped his hands happily and said, “Mom, you are so fun.”

Zong Ding turned around and said to his younger brother and sister: "Second sister, third brother, that kid is stupid."

Wang Maoru couldn't help but be happy and said to Zong Ding: "You go and help that aunt."

"I won't go." Zong Ding shook his head and said, "I don't like her, she's too fat."

The reason for this filial son is really nonsensical. The reason why he doesn't like it is because he is fat. Yu Chan said to Zong Fu: "Zong Fu, go and help others."

"Yes." Zong Fu put down the Stories from a Chinese Studio and ran over happily. No one around helped. He saw a six or seven-year-old Xiao in a courtyard uniform running over to support the fat woman and saying, "Auntie, are you okay?"

The fat lady was already full of anger and wanted to vent her vent to the college, but she was extinguished by Xiao Zongfu's childish concern. She only felt that the child was very polite. She looked at her heartless son and thought that they were all filial sons. How could it be different from heaven and earth? She climbed up and said to Zongfu, "Thank you, aunt is nothing, but the stool is too unsolid." She glared at her son and said angrily, "Why don't you go and get the puppy back."

"Okay." The noble lady's son hurried to look for the dog. Zong Ding found the puppy one step ahead and was bullied by several Xiao. He walked over and said, "This dog belongs to me." Why are the other Xiaoshou willing to let him go? Zong Ding pushed a few Xiaoshou away and snatched the puppy. The noble lady's son saw Zong Ding snatch the dog, but he didn't dare to ask him back, but Zong Ding asked him, "What's your name?"

"Lu Chengming." The little boy said quickly.

"Here, your dog, give it to you."

"What's your name?"

"Wang Ding, the one who helped your mother up just now was my younger brother Wang Fu." Zong Ding replied.

The opening ceremony of the kindergarten was very lively. Some children cried, some children laughed, some children made fun of each other, and adults asked each other about their own background and curry favor with each other. After a while, Pang Huageng, the director of the kindergarten, announced that the college was officially established and announced that it had become three classes of primary and secondary schools. The small class was six years old, seven years old in the middle class, and eight years old in the senior class (both were all empty years old). There were two teachers and two aunts in each class. Two teachers were responsible for teaching children to play with the children, and the two aunts were responsible for the hygiene and rest of the children. Some filial sons didn’t know how to go to the toilet by themselves, so the aunt needed to come forward.

Wen Xiaowan is a teacher in the middle class. She stood beside her pretty, and although she was yelling, she still said in a weak voice: "The list of students in the middle class, Na Linlin, Zhang Cheng, Lu Chengming, Wang Ding, Wang Fu, Wang Wei..."

The three brothers and sisters hurried over, and Zong Fu bowed politely and said, "Hello, teacher." Zong Ding and Caiwei were also hurriedly learning to say, "You are from a family."

"This is my second sister and my third brother." Zong Ding said.

Wang Maoru and his wife came over and said with a smile: "Please trouble you, teacher, you will be there to take care of my children in the future."

Wen Xiaowan looked at the couple and thought to herself that the parents were really polite. No wonder the children were so polite, so she smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's the first time I'm a teacher. I'm afraid that something will not be done well in the future, so you should take care of me."

At this time, a father in military uniform came over and said, "This teacher, this is my son Zhang Cheng. Can he be the squad leader?"

Wen Xiaowan was surprised and said, "He is the squad leader?"

"Yes." said the father in military uniform: "He will be a talent and a leader in the future. I think he needs to cultivate his management skills now."

"I still want to be the squad leader." Zong Ding shouted immediately.

The father in military uniform looked at Wang Maoru's family with disdain, but when his eyes passed by Yu Chan, his eyes immediately burst out with brilliance. He smiled evilly, and said strongly to Wen Xiaowan: "Teacher, I think you won't give me this face, right?"

"Dad, I don't like this person." Caiwei said with her nose shut.
Chapter completed!