Rebirth of the Guardian Cute Baby

Zhen Jing did not expect that as soon as the door opened a crack, a child would squeeze out, and this child was none other than Fang Sheng.

He seemed to be waiting for the door to open and run out to play. Because he ran too fast, he fell on the bucket of vegetable soup.

Zhen Jing reflexively retracted her hand holding the door handle, and when Fang Sheng had just touched the edge of the bucket, she picked him up from the bucket by his clothes.Fang Sheng's clothes didn't even have time to get on the vegetable soup before he was grabbed.

The other hand held the tray with the chicken legs and circled it in the air, making sure that none of them fell out.

Although there was a near miss.Because she was worried that Fang Sheng would run out, Zhen Jing didn't let go of her hands. She directly lifted him into the classroom and put him on the ground, then turned around and closed the door.

Fang Sheng didn't know whether it was because he was brave or because he was scared, but he didn't cry.

He took the initiative to walk to the corner and stood against the wall.There was a child standing there, biting his finger and looking at Fang Sheng with a silly smile.

Zhen Jing placed the chicken drumstick tray on the table against the wall above the podium.

The three teachers Ruirui were still urging the children to drink water. Each child had half a cup of water and had to line up to get it because they had to drink it before they could sit down at the table. Some children didn't want to drink water and were still lingering.

Teacher Afen was placing the children's bowls and spoons, and Teacher Xiaojuan was lying on the table writing something seriously. Neither of them noticed what happened at the door just now.

She didn't know whether the situation just now was an accident or the teacher's negligence. Zhen Jing was very angry, but now was not the time to reason with these teachers.She carried the seaweed soup at the door into the house.

Zhen Jing thought that if her children go to kindergarten in the future, they must experience it on the spot for two days.Don’t blindly trust reviews on the Internet.

I checked online and found that this kindergarten is a well-rated kindergarten in Qingjiang. The tuition is also high, which is equivalent to the aristocratic kindergarten in Qingjiang District.The kindergarten teachers are all young and beautiful, but their behavior is a bit cold and inexperienced.

It is also a private kindergarten. In the past, the teachers in Fang Sheng's Xiangyang Kindergarten were not very young. The youngest teachers were all mothers of two children. However, those teachers were very experienced in educating children and they were also people who loved children.

You can feel it when you talk to them.

This kindergarten has luxurious decoration facilities and good services, but the kindergarten teachers don't feel very down-to-earth.

What do parents do when they send their children to kindergarten?

It’s nothing more than having fun and eating enough.I don't expect to learn much.

What a good kid Fang Sheng was in Xiangyang Kindergarten!The teacher always praises me.But here he became a problem child.

Is it the teacher's problem or the child's problem?

"Teacher Huahua, don't be in a daze. Go to the back and watch these tables of children eating."

When the food was ready, Teacher Ruirui took a rice spoon to serve vegetable soup, and Afen distributed chicken legs, and the arrangements were quickly completed.

When eating in kindergarten, you must first recite a gratitude poem, and then you can start eating after reciting the teacher's instructions.

The children had their little hands behind their backs and stretched out their necks, sitting upright on their chairs, waiting for the teacher to give orders to eat.

Ruirui and Afen pulled Zhen Jing to stand around the small table and watched the children eat.

Zhen Jing saw the two boys standing close to the wall who hadn't come over to sit down yet, thinking that the three teachers had forgotten.

He shouted: "Teacher Xiaojuan, there are two children over there who have not come over."

Teacher Xiaojuan came to the corner, pulled Fang Sheng and another boy over, asked them to stand in the middle, and asked: "Fang Sheng, Sun Yibo, do you two know that you are wrong?"

Fang Sheng stood up straight, pursed his lips tightly, pouted his cheeks, and said nothing.

Sun Yibo looked up at Teacher Xiaojuan, rolled his big innocent eyes twice, and said, "I know I was wrong."

"Well, that's what makes a good boy."

Teacher Xiaojuan showed the majesty of the head teacher and asked Sun Yibo to return to his seat and looked at Fang Sheng again.

"Fang Sheng, do you know you were wrong?"

Fang Sheng rolled his eyes and looked at Teacher Xiaojuan, lowered his head and said nothing.

Teacher Xiaojuan ignored him, stood upright, and led the children to recite the words of thanksgiving before meals.

The child was not very big, but he recited it neatly and recited a long string.

"...One porridge and one meal. Thoughts are hard to come by. Half a thread and half a wisp. Constant thoughts are in dire financial resources..."

After finishing reading, Teacher Xiaojuan clapped her hands and ordered: "Children, please eat quietly."

The children said in unison, "Thank you, teacher, for your hard work!"

"Everyone gnaws on the chicken legs first, and then eats rice after finishing the chicken legs."

The children cheered and were busy gnawing on the chicken legs, and the classroom became quiet.

At this time, a sudden voice suddenly sounded,

"Teacher Xiaojuan is an idiot."

Fang Sheng, standing between the podium and the dining table, suddenly shouted loudly.

"You stand by the wall, there is no food for you today! One mouse dropping spoiled the whole pot of soup!"

Teacher Xiaojuan, who was standing next to Fang Sheng, quickly covered Fang Sheng's mouth and tried to pull him aside.

If these children start shouting lively now during meal time, their teachers will probably be busy at noon.

Fang Sheng is a fat boy and is taller than other children of the same age.Teacher Xiaojuan was not tall and not very strong. She covered Fang Sheng's mouth and pulled Fang Sheng without pulling, so she had no choice but to twist Fang Sheng forward.

Zhen Jing was standing at the back of the classroom watching the children eat.

She had no problem with Fang Sheng standing in the corner and being punished.

According to the old people's opinion, a child looks eighty at the age of three.

A three-year-old child is already sensible. If he disobeys, he should be beaten and punished, otherwise he will not remember the lesson.

But now that Teacher Xiaojuan was treating Fang Sheng like this, Zhen Jing was no longer calm.You can educate your children and punish them, but when the children grow up, the parents also pay for the food, and the teacher has no right to deny the children food.

Any mother cannot calm down when she sees her baby being abused by the teacher and not allowed to eat.Regardless of whether the child is at fault or not.

Zhen Jing took a few steps to run to the dining table, pulled Teacher Xiaojuan aside, and then squatted down to hold Fang Sheng in her arms.

"Fang Sheng, why is Teacher Xiaojuan such an idiot?"

Zhen Jing looked into Fang Sheng's eyes and asked gently.