Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

In the afternoon, Professor Zhao and President Wang will continue to give lectures.

During the lunch break, after celebrating Qiqi's birthday, the two of them got together with Mr. Fu to chat and pass the time.

"This kind of public welfare activity is very interesting." Professor Zhao is the same age as Mr. Fu. Both of them have taught at Huida University. They are both colleagues and old friends.

Both of them have taught for a lifetime, and their attitude towards teaching and educating people is almost engraved in their bones.

So when Mr. Fu invited him to give a lecture, Professor Zhao agreed without saying a word and was happy to come.

"Looking at those children's eagerness for knowledge, I'm so happy. I didn't expect that I would still be useful when I was old."

Principal Wang smiled and said, "This kind of lecture is interesting and meaningful. It is a great honor for me to receive the invitation of Teacher Fu. I am afraid that the second teacher does not know that our former students of Teacher Fu came here to give lectures. I almost broke my head, but I was lucky enough to snatch the spot."

"Uncle Wang, you used to be my great-grandfather's student?" A little head leaned over, with two little thongs tied on it, big and round eyes, dressed like a little brown bear, cute and cute Soft heart.

Thinking of the "bald head theory" on the baby's phone just now, Principal Wang deliberately put on a tiger face, "Don't look at Uncle Wang is bald now, when Uncle Wang was young, he was also a young man with thick black hair. The top class cadres out there!"

"Then my great-grandfather used to teach students, were there any naughty ones to give him a headache?"

"Of course there are. There are many. There are few good students like Uncle Wang."

The little baby looked at the foreheads of Grandpa and Uncle Wang respectively, did not speak, and walked away with her little shoulders shrunk.

After the two old people clapped their hands and laughed, Principal Wang realized what the baby's last look meant.

She has taught naughty students, but her great-grandfather is not bald.

The corner of his mouth twitched, Principal Wang touched his bald forehead and couldn't hold back his laughter, "Ms. Fu, your great-grandson will definitely be better and more naughty than her parents in the future."

"Naughty children have more flexible brains and are not bullied, good!" Mr. Fu boasted, laughing so hard that his eyes disappeared.

Put it here for the old man, everything in their family is good!

He was afraid that Qi Qi wasn't naughty enough or cheerful enough.

Only by being able to laugh and make trouble can we grow up healthier.

Qiqi took the rest of the birthday cake and went to the library.

For her first birthday, she wanted to share the birthday cake with her friends.

Happy to share with friends.

The mud on the path hadn't dried yet, and there were potholes everywhere, and there was a puddle of mud every short distance.

Qiqi walked cautiously with the cake in her hand, she kept regretting, "Eggy, it's a pity you can't eat it, today is my fifth birthday, the fifth birthday cake, if you can't eat it this time, you won't have a chance have eaten."

Eggy glanced at her and spoke seriously, as if he had never eaten a birthday cake.

Mousse cake, fruit cake, pure chocolate cake... what hasn't he eaten?

"The next birthday, Qiqi will be six years old, and the next time, she will be seven years old..." Wa'er smiled, shaking her head, "Five years old only once."

Eggy raised her eyebrows, flicked her fingertips, purple lightning bolts appeared on the path ahead, intertwined with purple tunnels hanging in the air, beautiful and magnificent.

Qiqi's eyes widened, "Eggy! There's lightning!"

"Let's take it as a birthday present for you." Eggy said lazily with one hand on her jaw.

"But how do I collect it?" It's electricity, can I put it in my pocket?

"This is for you to see. Do you think you can really put it in your pocket? This thing...call it the gate of time and space."

"Why is it called the Gate of Time and Space?"

"Brother, I will go home in another year. I don't think we will meet again in the future. If you are unhappy or unhappy, dream about the gate of time and space, and you can see me through the gate of time and space. When the time comes Brother will take you to eat, drink and have fun!"

Qiqi, "..." means to call her dreaming.

Thinking that Dandan will leave her soon, Qiqi feels a great loss in her heart, and at the same time cherishes the "Gate of Time and Space" that Dandan gave her even more.

Holding the cake in her arms, the little baby walked slowly to the bottom of Zidian step by step, traveling through the space-time tunnel.

When she came to the end and looked back, the tunnel had disappeared.

"Eggy, after you leave, can I really dream of you?"

"able."

"But I don't even know what you look like now, you haven't seen me for a long time."

Eggy was unsteady on one support, and fell from mid-air with a bang.

After a while, the boy's voice came, and he gritted his teeth, "What do you see, I'm just an egg!"

"..." Eggy became angry again.

Qiqi kept her mouth shut and dared not speak, lest she would make Eggy angry.

What an egg, she clearly saw the egg turned into a little chick last time.

In fact, the little chick is also very cute, why not let her see it?

The library at noon is no less crowded than in the morning.

They can continue to attend classes in the afternoon. In order to occupy their seats, some children from other villages simply don’t go home at noon, and ask their parents to help deliver lunch, or just eat two rice cakes to satisfy their hunger, and then go back to have a full meal in the evening.

Qiqi kept a small portion of her birthday cake, cut the rest into small pieces, and distributed them to her brothers and sisters who were still studying.

It’s just that no matter how big the cake is, there is a limit to the portion. It’s probably just one or two bites for each person. Try it out.

Before class time in the afternoon, Qi Qi arrived at the library, and after distributing the cake, she didn't bother others, and sat alone in the consignment shop of her grandpa, waving her little feet and waiting for her friends to come.

"Take a pack of cigarettes." A deep voice rang out in front of the counter. The man stood in front of the counter, with a tall figure covering the little baby, feeling full of oppression.

Qiqi raised her head, she was facing the black eyes of the man looking down, and the green stubble on her head.

Pursing her lips, Qiqi told the other party earnestly, "Uncle Heizi, my great-grandfather doesn't sell cigarettes."

"Why don't the consignment stores sell cigarettes?"

"Consignment stores sell it, but my great-grandfather doesn't."

"Isn't this a consignment store?"

"This is my great-grandfather's consignment store!"

"It's a consignment store, why doesn't it sell cigarettes?"

Qiqi's little head was dizzy, why did she go back again?

Her great-grandfather doesn't sell cigarettes!

Qiqi frowned, glanced at the man who insisted on buying cigarettes here, thought for a while, and pointed to the long desk over there, "Uncle Heizi, you can read books for two hours over there and get two small flowers. Red flowers can be exchanged for a lollipop."

The man also frowned, showing a fierce look, "I don't eat lollipops."

"A lollipop is like cigarettes. Look, when you put the candy in your mouth, does it look like you're smoking a cigarette? The lollipop is sweeter than the smoke."

Heizi didn't speak, and looked down at the little baby.

Is this little one itchy? When he is foolish?

He buys cigarettes, and she asks him to hold a lollipop?

Is there a lottery? Is there a lottery? Come and play!