Alas! The most important thing is that Yang Xiang’s fried bamboo shoots are really good at it, it hurts! So she can only sigh after taking pictures, and she doesn’t dare to touch it, for fear that it will fall apart and can’t explain it clearly. Thinking about two of them on her head
With awkward little braids, even if Yang Xiang doesn't keep her, she doesn't want to go out.
Ye Fengqiao stayed at home in a depressed state until school started. On the first day of school, Ye Fengqiao was wearing a small flower-breaking schoolbag cross-body. Yang Xiang spent a day making this schoolbag, but the reason she brought flowers was because
Yang Xiang wanted her schoolbag to make people know at a glance that it was used by a female student.
Ye Fengqiao was wearing the newly bought flowery clothes for her birthday, and with two braids on her head, she judged that it was a little longer from the perspective of not pointing to the sky. The children on the same road ran to the school excitedly while making a fuss.
Go, and Ye Fengqiao's cold face seemed to be full of cold air, which made the person who wanted to say hello to her dodge her at a glance. She used both hands to pull the hem of her clothes with all her strength as she walked.
Yang Xiang held his son in one hand and followed behind with the bamboo root used for "fried bamboo shoots" in the other hand. The situation looked like Ye Fengqiao was beaten forward - walking towards the school.
Before Ye Fengqiao arrived at the school gate, he saw Wang Xiaonan and Ye Qiaofei climbing the iron fence gate from afar and playing. When they saw Ye Fengqiao, they both came down from the door and greeted Ye Fengqiao with joy on their faces.
Come.
Ye Fengqiao saw these two looking at her eyes up and down, especially at the braids on her head. Ye Fengqiao's face became cold several times, and she was covered in a kind of air conditioning that no one cares about me. Let these two people take this place.
After stopping, they didn't dare to go forward to disturb her. In a blink of an eye, the two saw Yang Xiang carrying weapons behind them again, and then they ran away with great tact.
Yang Xiang found Ye Fengqiao's class in the bulletin board and took Ye Fengqiao to the class. The teacher stood at the door waiting for the newly enrolled students. Yang Xiang grabbed Ye Fengqiao who was moving forward, relieved her facial expression for a while, and took her hands.
The bamboo root inside was stuffed for my son to play with. Then he pushed his daughter to the teacher, and his face almost laughed like a flower, "Teacher, I know my child, it's a bit hard, don't be polite, you should talk about it
Swearing, if she doesn't listen, as long as it's for the sake of the child's good, I can't say anything if you do it!"
The teacher politely responded, "There is no effort for children. You can teach slowly when you enter the school gate. You won't be beaten or scolded!" Then, I will tell you parents directly, and we will save you a lot of trouble if you do it.
Yang Xiang turned to Ye Fengqiao with a smile on her face and frightened her face again, "Did you hear what the teacher said at school? Is there anything I don't know or not? Is there anything that the teacher knows?"
Ye Fengqiao said silently and nodded vigorously, as if he was in agreement.
Seeing that she was relieved, Yang Xiang smiled and said goodbye to the teacher. However, he just turned around and called Ye Fengqiao, who was about to be led into the class by the teacher. Ye Fengqiao walked back to Yang Xiang reluctantly.
Yang Xiang stared at her hand that was still tugging with the hem of her clothes, and her voice was low but she said fiercely, "I'm going home today. If I see your clothes rotten, I'll let you wear a hole in Tianer Tianer.
Clothes. Did you hear them!"
The teacher looked at the mother and daughter in confusion. Other parents found the class to send their children in, praised their children to the teacher, leaving a good impression on the teacher, and the teacher took more care of them in the future. Why is this a fool and
How hard is this child? The teacher is a little excited.
Yang Xiang picked up her son and said goodbye to the teacher again, watching Ye Fengqiao leave with a slump in her face and then leave after entering the class. But she thought of her daughter's actions to pull the clothes, which was very puzzled. She was obviously very good when she bought the flowery clothes.
I like it, but I won’t see my daughter after my birthday.