The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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Hearing the crying, Cheng Huan's heart also tugged. All the previous speculations resurfaced in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became.

"What's the matter, baby, is someone bullying you?"

As Cheng Huan said, he wiped his hands on the towel, took the key and was ready to go out.

She made up her mind that if Xing Xing was really bullied at school, she would take him back, or change to another kindergarten.

The little guy cried for a while, then whispered, sobbing, "I...I miss you so much!"

She cried louder as she spoke.

When I suddenly arrived in an unfamiliar environment, Xing Xing was a little scared. Later, I met many children of the same age playing together, and then I felt that the kindergarten was not bad. Wronged up.

Why did my mother send him to this place, and if she didn't come to see him, she must not like him!

The little guy became more and more sad when he thought about it, and knocked his watch on the table while eating, remembering that his mother said that he could use this to contact her, Xing Xing gave it a try.

Turns out you can actually hear your mom's voice!

Xing Xing had thousands of grievances to confide in, and after crying twice, he started talking non-stop.

Ask mom if she doesn't like him anymore? He said that the food in the kindergarten was not as delicious as Cheng Huan's, and that he missed her so much. Finally, he changed his style of painting and started to talk about how many children he had met, and that the teacher taught them a song.

"Mom, let me sing to you."

"Okay." Cheng Huan felt relieved that the things she had imagined did not happen. She let go of her hand on the doorknob, went back to the sofa and sat down cross-legged, and said with a smile, "I haven't I've heard the stars sing."

Immediately sang over there: "One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight the tiger, the tiger didn't hit it, hit it... hit it..."

The purpose of the kindergarten teacher teaching nursery rhymes is to coax those little kids. It’s fine if you teach them twice. Xingxing only remembers a melody, and almost forgets the lyrics after it. , crying and saying: "Mom, I can't sing anymore."

The tone of these words was extremely aggrieved, but Cheng Huan just wanted to laugh when she heard it. She fake coughed twice, and then began to comfort: "It's okay, it's okay, Xing Xing is already great, I still remember so much, mom can't even remember."

Parents' praise from time to time is good for children's confidence building. Xing Xing was immediately coaxed when he heard it, and he raised his face: "Mom, I will definitely learn it at night."

"Okay, then Xingxing will come home and sing to me that night."

The two of them got stuck together for a while, Xingxing confirmed that his mother would come to pick him up at night, so he obediently went to bed with the teacher.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Huan let out a sigh of relief, she shook her head and laughed twice, got up and continued to work.

Kindergarten dismissed at five o'clock, and Cheng Huan went there half an hour early. When he went, there were already many parents around outside. Many parents were sending their children to school on the first day, so they were inevitably worried.

Cheng Huan stared at the time while chatting with someone, and the one she was chatting with was the mother of the kid who rolled around in the morning.

"You don't know, my son is so noisy, my father and I have long wanted to send him to school, and I happened to be looking for a job after sending him to school." The young woman said disgusting words, but her eyes glanced into the garden from time to time , Thinking about it, I am also very worried about my own children.

She glanced at it, then turned her head and asked Cheng Huan: "I think you brought the child here alone in the morning, where is your husband?"

"He's not here." There's no such thing.

"Then you're in a lot of trouble." The young woman thought that Cheng Huan's husband was out of town: "My husband, my mother-in-law and I are tired of seeing a child. Your husband isn't here yet, so you can't be bored to death."

She sighed: "You said raising a child is costly and energy-intensive. If your husband is another shopkeeper, what's the point of getting married?"

As the woman spoke, she changed the tone and said that fortunately her husband was in charge. Cheng Huan listened to her words of complaining but showing off, and smiled without saying anything.

As for men, whoever wants them should want them, anyway, she doesn't plan to want them.

Chatting, the time passed a lot faster. As soon as five o'clock arrived, there was a burst of cheerful music in the kindergarten, and the parents outside the door rushed to the door, wanting to be the first to see their children.

Cheng Huan was pushed forward and squeezed two steps forward. He used his hands to support himself so as not to squeeze on others.

She withdrew a little to the side and looked in through the crack of the door. It didn't take long to see a teacher leading the children out.

On the first day of kindergarten, these children will be taught to line up, and those who walk over can barely form a straight line.

The gate opened, and the first team of teachers came out, calling each parent by name, and leading them away one by one.

Cheng Huan waited for a long time before hearing Xing Xing's name. She responded and squeezed forward, and the parents on both sides made way for her.

Xing Xing stood at the front, and the moment he saw Cheng Huan, he couldn't wait to run over. Cheng Huan squatted down, caught the little guy's pounce, kissed him on the face again, got up and took his hand: "Let's go, we're going home."

Carrying a small schoolbag, Xing Xing skipped and walked, saying that he had already learned how to count ducks in the afternoon, and would sing it to her when he got home.

"Okay." Cheng Huan patted his head and asked how many friends he had made.

The little guy counted on his fingers, and stretched out four fingers: "Four! I met Rarity, Maodou, and Niu Niu, and we played on the slide together."

"We're still four years old!"

"Really? Then you are really destined." Cheng Huan laughed.

It is estimated that after a while, this silly moth will know that most of his classmates are four years old.

"En!" Xing Xing nodded heavily, although he didn't know what fate meant, but he repeated: "We have fate!"

After talking about what he saw and heard that day, Xing Xing asked Cheng Huan again: "Mom, how are you today?"

The little guy looked at her with bright eyes, as if expecting something.

Cheng Huan understood what it meant at a glance. She pretended to think about it, and then said, "I'm thinking about stars at home today."

"I miss my mother too!" Xing Xing jumped up and hugged her hand, said something sticky, smiling until her eyes narrowed.

Back home, Xing Xing performed to Cheng Huan the nursery rhyme he learned today, and after being praised, he started running around the room.

Cheng Huan made dinner and invited him to eat.

The little guy was restless when eating, he picked up a grain of rice that was on his mouth and put it in his mouth, complaining that the food at school was not as good as his mother's.

"I want to eat what my mother made."

Cheng Huan also wants Xing Xing to eat better, but the kindergarten has a uniform meal, and it is forbidden to bring any food into the staff. She has no way to give Xing Xing a small meal, so she can only persuade him.

In order to comfort Xing Xing's young heart hit by food, Cheng Huan played with him for a while, and when he went out to set up a stall, it was already more than an hour later than usual.

Cheng Huan didn't know that because she was an hour late, she missed an opportunity to make money.

Chen Nian didn't wait for anyone yesterday, so he came to try his luck the next day, but when other people's homes opened to welcome guests, the one in the corner still remained silent.

He was a little disappointed, and almost believed what Zheng Shen said in his heart. He searched for another street food that was said to be delicious, and waved to stop a taxi.

Chen Nian just got on the car here, and Cheng Huan also arrived on a tricycle. She opened the curtain of the canopy, moved the light board out, and moved the ingredients on the car into the safe inside, connected the electricity, and turned to greet the few who just came in. guest.

"You can choose what you want to eat."

Because Cheng Huan didn't come yesterday, the business of Zheng Shen's family has improved a lot, and he was quite happy in his heart, wondering if he really hit the spot.

Also, the taste of the things made is different, who knows if there are poppy husks in it, maybe it will be checked.

Zheng Shen speculated maliciously in his heart, hoping that the next door would be closed forever, and it would be better to be locked up.

He finished his stall and stared outside the door. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and there was no sign of anyone coming, he couldn't hold back his joy, and the corners of his mouth were raised when he smoked.

"What are you doing here?" When a guest came in, Bao Zhen cooked a fried rice and brought it over. When she turned around, she saw her husband wandering around outside with nothing to do.

She was a little angry, walked over and slapped Zheng Shen: "If there are guests, I won't entertain them!"

Zheng Shen pouted: "Is this store closed?"

"No way." Bao Zhen didn't quite believe it: "Her family's business is so good, it's thanks to her."

"Maybe I put something that can't be seen? It's best to turn it off!" Zheng Shen snorted and saw a few more people coming. He threw away the cigarette butts and stomped them out. Just as he was about to greet people, he saw those people passing by. up.

"This store is closed." He raised his voice, thinking that these people would definitely be recruited, he watched Cheng Huan driving a tricycle over there.

Unexpected in his heart, Zheng Shen widened his eyes. Seeing that those guests could not be recruited, he cursed in a low voice, spit out a mouthful of spitting, gave Cheng Huan a hard look, turned his head and shouted at Bao Zhen: "If you don't work, just watch the fart here."

Chen Nian went to another snack bar over there, and just ordered a hot dry noodle when his friend called.

"Didn't you say you were going to take pictures of that barbecue before? How about taking pictures? If not, let's make an appointment today?" Chen Nian's friend ate Cheng Huan's barbecue once and never forgot it. Old age to eat together again.

After all, eating barbecue also depends on the atmosphere, the more people, the better.

Chen Nian mixed the noodles, and replied, "Go, I didn't get a picture."

"What's wrong?" the friend wondered.

Chen Nian sighed: "I haven't seen the door open for two days. I was told that her house is closed."

He clicked his tongue and asked his friend, "Is that barbecue really as delicious as you said?"

"It must be delicious! Why am I lying to you?" My friend couldn't accept that his taste was questioned, so he was puzzled after shouting: "Is it really closed?"

"Closed, I just came over there, and now I'm on the Donghuan Road, do you want to come?" Chen Nian took a bite of the noodles and thought the taste was good: "The hot dry noodles here are delicious."

"No, I'll go and have a look." My friend thought about grilling for several days, but he couldn't accept that the delicious food that he had eaten once would never be there again.

"I'll go there to take a look, maybe it's a new facade."