The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old

The kindergarten will hold outdoor parent-child activities on Sunday, and the teacher will announce various matters in the parent group on Friday, so that parents can prepare in advance. In addition to parents, each child should prepare a show to perform on the bus.

Ye Linchuan had just finalized the contract, and now was the busiest time, so he definitely didn't have the time to waste a day with her. It is said that the eldest brother is like a father, and the father cannot participate, so the burden naturally falls on Ye Qinghe.

Ziyu has never been to kindergarten, and this experience of going out with children is the first time for Ye Qinghe.

He was a little flustered and worried, worried about whether one could do well or another, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but contact the very experienced Shen Zhou.

The two were connected via video, discussing the upcoming parent-child outing while doing group homework.

"Uncle isn't taking Ya Ya?" Shen Zhou asked casually while holding a pen to write.

Ye Qinghe shook his head: "My dad just signed a project. It seems to be a real estate development. If he doesn't return home, how can he take Yaya on an outing if he has time."

He still remembered that when he was in kindergarten, his father was always absent, whether it was performances or museum exhibitions, either for meetings abroad or for some important banquet. When his father was not available, his mother became the person who often accompanied him. Later, when his mother died, the parents were no longer seen in school activities. Even the parent meeting was organized by the secretary or assistant.

Ye Qinghe was just a child, so he would naturally complain over time, but he didn't blame him.

He understands his father's hard work and understands why he pays. He puts the loneliness and sadness in his heart and turns it into motivation to study hard, take good care of his younger brother, and get along well with his classmates and teachers.

Ye Qinghe made himself sad and mature enough, and tried not to add more troubles to his father.

But Ye Ya was still young, and half of the short life she experienced was spent in the laboratory. As a brother, he hoped that she would have a childhood that was not alone, and hoped that those unfortunate memories would be smoothed out carefree.

"I hope I can replace Dad and make her feel supported." There was firmness in Ye Qinghe's clear voice.

He came here when Ye Ya was that old, and he didn't want Ye Ya to be like him, always looking at other people's father's figure with envy. If the father can't do it, he will replace the father and become the person who can make the younger brothers and sisters feel safe.

Shen Zhou stopped the tip of his pen and looked up at Ye Qinghe, suddenly feeling that children from rich families are quite pitiful...

Shen Zhou reassured and said, "You don't have to be too nervous, just follow along, and the kindergarten teacher will take care of other things." Shen Zhou's voice fell, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small half of his face showing through the crack of the door, observing in the dark.

A rare touch appeared on his face: "Is it Ya Ya?"

been discovered.

Ye Ya covered her mouth, and her black pearl-like eyes rolled around twice.

Squeak.

Ye Ya pushed the door open and walked in in small steps.

She was wearing a cake dress provided by the Home of Childhood, with a bunny ear-shaped hairpin, big eyes and small pink lips, and she was naturally quiet and cute.

"Hello, Brother Shen Zhou." Ye Ya stood on tiptoe, clasped the table top with both hands, and greeted Shen Zhou in the video sweetly.

"My brother is doing his homework, so I can't play with you." Even though he said so, Ye Qinghe still hugged Ye Ya and sat on his lap.

She looked at the ballpoint pen on the table and reached for it.

"No." Ye Qinghe stopped her from moving, with a serious expression, "Ya Ya can't play with a pen."

Ye Ya moved dishonestly on his lap: "Ya Ya helps my brother with his homework..." My brother is doing math homework, and she is the best at counting.

Ye Qinghe refused decisively: "Brother doesn't want Yaya to do it." Besides, how could she possibly do it.

Ye Ya, who was rejected, put his hands around his chest and hummed angrily, leaving him with an arc-shaped profile.

Shen Zhou lightly opened the topic: "The teacher said that the children have to perform shows, what does Ya Ya want to perform?"

This opening reminded Ye Ya.

When I came home from school on Friday, the teacher specially reminded the children to prepare a talent show in advance, saying that they would show it to their parents in the car.

But she had no idea what to do.

Ye Ya pointed her chin with her index finger and frowned.

She is ordinary and has no specialties, except for singing, she can only sing a few songs...

Looking at the small appearance that was deeply involved, Shen Zhou pursed his lips and held back a smile: "Ya Ya can think about it by herself, and tell us after thinking about it."

It is to think about it, she wants to put on the best and best show for her brother.

"Then I'll think about it." Ye Ya jumped off Ye Qinghe's legs, patted the back of his hand, and said like a little adult, "No way, I can only do my homework for my brother next time." Behind her hands, really Went to think outside.

Ye Qinghe watched Ye Ya leave, and silently gave Shen Zhou a thumbs up.

High, or the height of his tablemate.

**

Without the interruption of Ye Ya and Ziyu, Ye Qinghe quickly completed the group homework left by the school, and there are still 2 hours of piano lessons.

At ten o'clock, the piano teacher came to the Ye family on time to teach Ye Qinghe how to play the piano.

The piano room was closed, and the sound of the piano came out intermittently. Ye Ya, who had not figured out the reason for a long time, stood in front of the door and raised her head, listening to the moving piano sound coming from inside, Ye Ya blinked curiously, and moved the small stool to the room. In front of the door, stand on it and twist the door handle.

The sun was gently pouring on the ground, and the young man bathed in the warm sun sat in front of the black and white piano keys, his body slender and thin under the white shirt.

His fingertips danced, and the slightly long hair on his forehead slightly covered his eyes, but he couldn't hide the gentleness and tenderness in his bones.

Ye Ya's small face was against the door, and she listened intently and didn't pay attention to her hands. The door opened forward inadvertently, and without any support, Ye Ya's body was unstable and fell directly to the floor.

The two of them in the house looked over together.

"What is the child doing?" The piano teacher had a taste of Tianjin Allegro as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ye Ya got up from the ground, pouted and exhaled at the small palm that was rubbing against her, and said nonchalantly, "Why don't you do it~" The smell of Tianjin Allegro was soaked in milk.

The piano teacher was amused and looked at her with a smile: "Hey, the child is interesting."

Ye Qinghe was very embarrassed and reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Cheng, can you speak Mandarin?"

Cheng Yuanxin is from Tianjin, and his family owns a cross talk studio. I heard that in addition to teaching piano, he can also teach people to play allegro. It doesn't matter to him, but their Yaya is just learning the language, so don't be misled.

"Can you do it." Teacher Cheng crouched down and beckoned to Ye Ya, "Come here."

Leaf buds are motionless.

"I'm afraid, come here to show you a baby." Teacher Chen took the schoolbag and took out an... allegro.

Ye Ya stared at the treasure in his hand and tilted her head in confusion.

Mr. Cheng was so cute at the head tilt, he suddenly forgot his main work, tapped the allegro, and sang a ditty in an authentic Tianjin accent: "We have sixty-six hutong entrances, and there lives a Sixty-six-year-old Liu Laoliu has sixty-six high-rise buildings in his house, with sixty-six baskets of osmanthus oil upstairs covered with sixty-six pieces of green crepe…”

The bamboo board rattled, and Teacher Cheng's sharp tongue made Ye Ya's eyes glow.

I still remember...

At the beginning, my mother used this tune to sing a gentle song of sleep to her.

It's mom's taste!

"Mr. Cheng, we..."

"I want to learn, I want to learn!" Ye Ya was so excited that she jumped high, "Ya Ya wants to learn, Ya Ya wants to learn, and Ya Ya will learn to perform for the children tomorrow."

Ye Qinghe: "?"

system:"?"

System: [Yaya don't make trouble! You will be a talented violinist in the future! ]

In the original work, Ye Ya took the place of Xia Qing in the performance, and she came out on top with a violin solo and became the most popular talented girl in the country. She is going to go to the Vienna stage in the future, how, how can she learn Tianjin Allegro!

No, no, absolutely not.

System: [Ya Ya can't learn Allegro! Uncle won't allow you to learn this! ]

The system kept screaming and calling in his head, Ye Ya turned a deaf ear to its dissuasion, and kept repeating that he had to learn, he had to learn, like a repeater.

Her eagerness made Teacher Cheng's cola break. "You're too young to play allegro, but you can play this." Teacher Cheng took out a pair of red silk fingerboards from her schoolbag. There are four fingerboards in a pair, with two red silk squares embellished on the bottom. This pair of bamboo boards was originally intended for relatives and children to perform on stage, but it turned out to be too small and inappropriate, so it just happened to be given to Ye Ya.

"Come on, the teacher will put it on for you."

Ye Ya did not refuse, and eagerly sent her two little hands over.

Teacher Cheng put the fingerboard on Ye Ya's finger and said with a smile: "Four fingerboards are easy to learn. When you are proficient, the teacher will teach you seven." After wearing it, he released his hand: "Try it."

The leaf bud bamboo board is so clipped, and the sound of wood and bamboo is crisp.

She stared at it for two seconds, her eyes lit up, her mouth opened in an O shape, and she exclaimed as if she had discovered a new continent.

Teacher Cheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Jiezi needs to practice according to the five skills and three skills, but you are too young, and you don't understand what I'm telling you now. No?"

Little song?

Ye Ya shook her head.

"It's alright, the children's song is also finished."

"…"

How is this even taught.

Ye Qinghe suddenly felt bad, "Old, teacher, our class..."

"I'll sing for a while!" Ye Ya shook her head and hit the board before she finished speaking. Although the jerky movements were not so standard, they were all tuned up.

"Play the bamboo board, celebrate the New Year, and every family is happy; children, don't cry, Mommy, I'll come right away. Grab it, wash it, chop it, chop it up and eat it!"

"Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

? ? ? Is this a children's song? ?

At the age of 12, Ye Qinghe, who had not seen much of the world, was shocked on the spot.

What did she learn in those days in kindergarten?

Only Teacher Cheng applauded in the presence of the audience, his tone was undisguised excitement: "Genius! I didn't expect you to play so well!" If your movements are not standard, it is not standard, and if you play well, it is really good. This kind of talent You can go directly to the door of your own house, I believe that his father is also happy to accept this child.

Teacher Cheng felt itchy in her heart and couldn't help but go up to standardize her movements and teach some simple and easy-to-understand basic skills. Ye Ya's mind is not that of an ordinary child, she is smart enough to know.

One of them studied seriously, the other taught seriously, and the air was filled with a pleasant allegro atmosphere.

It was the first time that Ye Qinghe was ignored by his sister, and he couldn't help but feel jealous. He glanced in the direction of the two of them glumly, sat upright, put his hands on the keys, and pressed a syllable.

"Cuck dah dah dah dah…"

The sound of the bamboo board overshadowed the sound of the qin, and Ye Qinghe continued to play unconvinced.

The piano squeaked once, the allegro clicked twice; once, clicked.

Ye Qinghe took a deep breath and gave up completely.

One day passed while Ye Ya was studying Allegro, and Teacher Cheng finally remembered his task, and he was very embarrassed when he walked out of the house.

He looked at Ye Qinghe crampedly, and said, "I don't need to pay my salary today. Sorry, Qinghe, Ya Ya is so cute." Teacher Cheng just got her daughter, just when she likes children, Ye Ya is smart and well-behaved. Can't love anyone else.

"I will come back to teach you tomorrow." Teacher Cheng sincerely assured.

"No need for Teacher Cheng." Ye Qinghe shook his head and refused, "Tomorrow I will take Ya Ya to participate in kindergarten activities."

Teacher Cheng looked embarrassed, "Then, I will make up for you in two days next week."

When Teacher Cheng was about to leave after saying this, the sound of bamboo boards was heard again in the room, and the little girl spoke fluent Tianjin dialect.

"Bamboo boards are so dozen, we won't praise anything else, let's praise the teacher first, the teacher is wonderful, the teacher's teaching is quack; come back next time, you le..."

Facing Ye Qinghe's stunned stare, Teacher Cheng laughed twice, and left in a hurry with his bag on his back.

Ye Qinghe turned his head stiffly to look at Ye Ya, who had successfully performed what he had learned in the living room for the nanny and Ye Ziyu, and sighed.

He sat down and watched her "performance" with Ziyu.

Ye Ya's little hands have been playing allegro for a day, and by the end of the night, her fingers are red when she rests.

She was still motivated, but Ye Qinghe took a long time to persuade the little girl to return to the room.

Ye Ya's room is next to Ye Qinghe, and the room has been renovated into a dreamy fairy tale style. The bed is so big that it won't fall off no matter how she rolls.

"Brother, I think..."

"You don't want to." He carried his sister to bed, took off her little slippers, and wrapped the child tightly in the quilt.

Ye Ya's eyes were clear and bright, like two stars twinkling, she stretched out her hand and said, "...Hands hurt." The allegro with the fingers is easy to handle, but it is still tiring to hold for a day, Ye Ya took a deep breath, She said coquettishly, "Brother, give me a blow."

Ye Qinghe rubbed and blew on her.

The cat-shaped clock on the wall ticked, Ye Ya began to feel sleepy, she rubbed her pantothenic eyes and closed her eyes with a yawn.

"Good night, have a good dream." Ye Qinghe kissed her forehead, the cat on her shoulders followed the girl's top, and then left with Ye Qinghe.

The sleeping leaf bud sank into a wonderful dream.

She saw herself leaping above the clouds, back to the end of time, and seeing the tender mother and father standing in front of the hut.

"Ya Ya, come here." The long-haired piranha mother smiled and reached out to her.

"Mom..." Ya Ya pouted and turned over, she clasped her nostrils and started muttering, "Dad, mother, Ya misses you, misses you in my heart."

Allegro learns well, and does not forget to rhyme in dreams.

**

all night.

The teacher informed parents that they must be at school at 7:00. Ye Ya was woken up by the nanny early, and she packed up and finished breakfast. She carried a new pink schoolbag and Ye Qinghe in the car to go to school.

In the distance, Ye Ya could see three buses parked outside the school gate, presumably they were the ones taking them to the suburbs.

"It's here." The driver parked the car on the side of the road and warned warmly, "Be careful when you play, and call me before you come back."

Ye Qinghe nodded, holding Ye Ya and walking towards the school.

The parents were all standing outside, gathering in groups of three or five to talk about the family and the children. Ye Qinghe suddenly stepped back, and gave birth to a retreating heart.

"Ya Ya is here, where's your father?" Teacher Liu's shout made everyone's eyes fall.

Today, the two are wearing brother and sister outfits. One has a yellow smiling face and the other has a yellow crying face on the same white sweater.

Ye Qinghe is slender, with a straight spine and noble eyes. He is too delicate and handsome, and instantly becomes the focus of the crowd. Ye Qinghe, who was looked at by several lines of sight, held Ye Ya's little hand tightly, and his ears turned red from shyness.

"Hello, teacher, I'm Ya Ya's brother." He spoke softly, "My dad couldn't come because of work, so I had to take his place in the activities."

Ye Qinghe was well-bred and easily won the favor of Teacher Liu.

"It's okay, just have someone to accompany you."

"Ya Ya greet the teacher." Ye Qinghe pushed Ye Ya.

She raised her face and lengthened her voice: "Hello, teacher."

Ye Ya wears her favorite bright yellow fisherman hat on her head, and the yellow rope used for adjustment is loose and slack from both sides and falls at the lower jaw. In the morning light, her naked forearms were white to the point of radiance, her baby-fat face was round and round, and her eyes were as round and harmless as cats.

The two brothers and sisters are really beautiful, shining like two stars. The parents silently pulled their children to their side, not wanting to stand beside them as a foil.

"Everyone line up and wait for others. We will leave on time at 7:30."

While speaking, Shen Zhou led Shen Ran to arrive.

One of them was expressionless, and the other had a birthmark on their eye, so they were not easy to offend when they looked gloomy. Someone glanced at Shen Ran curiously, and immediately picked up the child and walked to the other side.

"Brother Shen Zhou!" Ye Ya broke away Ye Qinghe's hand and rushed over.

Shen Zhou covered the child with one hand, lowered his head and smiled lightly; "Morning, Ya Ya."

Not long after saying hello, Xia Qing also got out of her car and ran and jumped to Ye Ya's side.

So everyone is all set.

Five minutes before the departure, the parents got on the bus one after another. When Ye Ya was about to find Xia Qing and Shen Ran with a small schoolbag, Ye Qinghe grabbed the strap of the schoolbag and pulled him to her side.

"Yaya, you are from Xiaoban."

Ye Ya and Xia Qing looked at each other across the sky, with reluctance in each other's eyes.

If only I could go to Sister Xia Qing's place...

Thinking like this, the bus driver suddenly said, "This bus can't sit any more."

Xia Qing's ears were sharp, she suddenly heard what the driver said, she jumped up and raised her hand: "Cross this way! Pass this way! Pass this way!" ← The horn became fine.

Ye Ya jumped up, "Go over there! Go over there! Go over there!" ← The little trumpet became fine.

Although Mr. Liu was reluctant to let the children out of his sight, there was nothing he could do. After speaking with Mr. Li from the side class, he let them get on the bus of the big class.

In front of Ye Ya is Xia Qing and her mother, and in the back is Shen Ran and Shen Zhou, and next to her is her brother. She is surrounded by people she likes, and she is so happy that she is shaking her feet.

The car started to start, and this time the journey was more than an hour, and it was a long distance.

Mr. Li stood in front, holding the handrail in one hand and holding the horn in the other to organize activities in the car.

The big class is the same as the small class, and each child takes turns to perform the prepared program.

I saw that the five- and six-year-old children showed their abilities, reciting poetry, singing, and guessing riddles. up.

Shen Ran tugged at the corner of his clothes, the sight of the full car made him uneasy and timid, and his head slowly dropped.

"Didn't Shen Ran prepare the show?" Teacher Li asked softly.

Shen Ran pinched her clothes, her voice muffled: "...Ready."

"Teacher, he doesn't dare to perform!" Liu Zishi coaxed next to him, "A coward and a coward! Teacher Li, let me go up, I can perform!"

He stood up and couldn't stop laughing. Grandma Liu Zishi didn't mean to stop him, and smiled and peeled oranges for his grandson, "That's right, come down quickly and let our family go up."

Teacher Li looked embarrassed.

Shen Zhou frowned slightly, his cold eyes fixed on the little chubby dimple on the side.

The young man's eyes were cold, and Liu Zishi was instantly frightened by this look, he sat down on the chair and whispered, "Grandma, brother Shen Ran is staring at me."

Grandma Liu Zishi rolled her eyes and comforted her grandson, "It's okay, let's ignore him."

The atmosphere returned to normal temporarily. Teacher Li gently patted Shen Ran on the shoulder: "Is Shen Ran unprepared? It's okay, you can be honest."

"I..." He was ready, what he was preparing was a fairy tale. He rehearsed for a long time yesterday, and the simulation in the morning was fine, but he retreated when he got there.

When his mind was confused, he suddenly heard a soft and waxy childish voice from below.

"Teacher, I'll accompany Brother Shen Ran!"

The back of the seat is a little high, and Teacher Li looked around and saw only a small arm raised high.

She was stunned, and suddenly remembered that this was the little girl who had just turned over from the next class.

"Okay, are you singing?"

Ye Ya opened her schoolbag and rummaged through the pile of things to find her precious Allegro, "No, no, it's not singing..." She found it. Ye Ya put her fingers on the Allegro and walked over her brother.

The three-year-old Ye Ya was smaller than all the children present, with short arms and short legs like a white dumpling.

She took off her hat, and her soft and curly hair was braided into two centipede braids at the back of her head. The ends of her hair were tied into small tugs with flower hairpins on either side. Under the sparse bangs were two curved eyebrows.

"I... I'll play allegro for brother Shen Ran." She raised the allegro in her hand and shook it.

Looking at the two flowing red silk scarves and the little girl's serious face, all the parents present were stunned.

"Brother Shen Ran, hurry up, I'm ready."

Shen Ran was dumbfounded.

He was there like a wooden pestle, which made Xia Qing in the seat instantly dissatisfied, knelt on the seat and shouted at him: "You hurry up! Ya Ya has accompanied you, what are you still dawdling at!" Loudly, "Boys, don't be so dawdling!"

puff.

The parents all laughed.

Xia's mother blushed and blocked her daughter's mouth.

Shen Ran was sober after shouting like this, and took a deep breath: "I-I'll tell you a fairy tale."

Ye Ya banged on the bamboo board, and the milky voice followed the sound of the bamboo board: "You talk, let's listen."

—Is there something wrong with the accent?

Shen Ran scratched his head, plucked up the courage and began to tell the fairy tale that had been rehearsed all night.