Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

On the day when the performance started, the kindergarten had a crowded scene.

It seems that no matter how busy parents are, they will try their best to accompany and participate in important moments of their children.

Qingqing was sent to the kindergarten a long time ago and is now staying in the classroom with the other children, waiting for the teacher and some of the classmates who have been invited to help put on makeup.

Only Hanhan needs makeup, Qingqing does not need makeup.

Because she was worried that the cosmetics used in the kindergarten were not good, she was put on makeup by a makeup artist specially transferred from the company by Fu Sijin at home, and by the way, she had a look.

It may be that the elder brother who is known as the company's chief makeup artist has a very unique voice, causing Qingqing to see other children being pressed on a chair and being put on makeup, the exaggerated voice of the makeup artist's brother always echoes in his ears.

"Oh yo... The cute skin is so tender, it's as tender as water, so cute. If my mother can have a daughter who is as cute and loving as you, she must be dressed up every day. Beautiful and bright, being the most beautiful cub in the kindergarten..."

I don't quite understand why a elder brother wants to call himself an old mother, Qingqing is really scared by the silly words, can't help but tell the teacher to go to the bathroom, and then slip out of the class.

Seeing is clear.

She was only three years old and had learned so many proverbs, she must have been forced by life.

Qingqing was wandering around aimlessly outside. When passing a dim classroom, he heard a strange movement.

She walked over curiously, pulled her head by the window and looked inside.

Seeing that the two teachers were unpacking a bag of candies and putting all the candies into a brass-colored gong, they didn't know what they were doing.

Noting the little head outside the window, one of the teachers stopped and walked quickly over to close the window. He also told Qingqing to go back to the class as soon as possible and not to walk outside.

Was driven away.

Qingqing could only pouting her mouth, reluctantly... ran to the kitchen on the first floor of the kindergarten.

There is a very kind chef and mother-in-law. Every time he sees children coming over, she smiles and gives them some delicious food.

So everyone likes her very much. Some greedy little guys have to go around twice when they have time. Among them, Qingqing is the most diligent, and the most familiar with the cook.

The mother-in-law chef is cleaning the vegetables for lunch.

Lots of vegetables were piled up in large red round pots, and they were carefully washed one by one.

These are all for the little children to eat, so they have to be cleaned more than three times carefully without leaving any dirt.

The other two aunts who were hired in the kitchen were impatient to do these tedious tasks, so the cook mother-in-law did it herself.

Hearing the footsteps, she raised her head while washing the vegetables.

Seeing that it was Qingqing, a kind smile immediately appeared on the old face, and the wrinkles were gently superimposed one by one, looking very cordial: "Qingqing is here."

"Qing Qing helps her mother-in-law wash the vegetables."

Qingqing naturally pulled the small stool aside, and sat down to help the mother-in-law wash the vegetables.

When she first took something to eat from the kitchen mother-in-law, she was very embarrassed, and even worried that the kitchen mother-in-law would be scolded for taking things from the kindergarten kitchen privately.

Later, I learned from my brother Niangao that the whole kindergarten is actually owned by the chef.

After she was not only the former head of the kindergarten, but also the mother of the current head, Qingqing knew that she had misunderstood.

The old people love their children all their lives, even if they are retired, they can’t stay at home, so they simply come back to the kindergarten to help and keep the children’s entrance safe.

It can be said that it is precisely because of the presence of the chef and the mother-in-law that many parents can trust their children in this kindergarten.

But Qingqing didn't look at her identity at all. She only felt that she had eaten what others gave for nothing, so she had to help do something in return.

This is what Aunt Ding taught her, there is no pie from the sky in the world.

Therefore, every time Qing Qing ran over, she would help the chef and mother-in-law to do what she could.

Sometimes I help wash the vegetables like I do now, and sometimes I help carry small things that can be moved.

With the addition of Qingqing...

In fact, it is not very helpful to the process of washing the vegetables.

After all, she has small hands and works slowly. The only advantage is her meticulousness.

Every dish that has been washed by Qingqing’s hands is clean, and there is no need to go back to work and wash again.

Although Qingqing's help is not very useful, the chef mother-in-law will not refuse her help.

It is a good thing for a child to come and help sensibly. There is no need to discourage other people's enthusiasm. There is more encouragement so that she can learn to help others when she grows up.

Repaying peaches, Qingqing always comes to help, and the chef and mother-in-law will also bring some delicious cakes to her from home.

Compared with home-cooked meals, she is actually better at making various small cakes and pastries.

She brought the food for the children from home

Yes, I didn't touch anything in the kindergarten at all, but Qingqing didn't know it.

After washing a large pot of vegetables, the mother-in-law chef urged Qing Qing to go back.

She knew that there was a performance in the kindergarten today, and the stage was set up on the open space in the garden. Looking at Qingqing's appearance today, she would like to know that she must be a performer on stage.

"Mother-in-law, I'm leaving."

Qingqing washed her hands and bid farewell to the chef and the mother-in-law.

"Wait a moment." The mother-in-law chef called Qing Qing to stay, turned and walked quickly into the kitchen. When she came back, she carried an oil paper bag in her hand and handed it to Qing Qing.

"Come to Qingqing Parents' Meeting today. Take these mung bean cakes back and eat them with your parents."

"Okay, thank you mother-in-law."

Qingqing did not excuse, and reached out to take the oil paper bag and said goodbye to the mother-in-law again, this time he really left.

She had heard the music coming from the garden, and hurried to trot over, just when she ran into the teacher who was looking for her.

"Qingqing! Where did you go? Hurry up, go and line up with everyone. Our first performance is about to begin."

There was no time to listen to Qing Qing's explanation. The teacher anxiously took Qing Qing and placed her in the front position in the middle of the team.

Each class is arranged in order of height.

Qing Qing is not tall in the class, but it is not the shortest one, so it is not ranked first.

***

The three of Fu Heng and his son were a bit slow to come. When they arrived, the performances began.

Relying on their height and good vision, they easily found Bai Qiyu and Gu Lan in the crowd.

Walking past the crowd, patting Gu Lan's shoulder, Fu Heng glanced around the faces of the children on and off the stage from time to time.

"Where is Qingqing?"

"Perform on stage." Gu Lan motioned to Fu Heng to watch the stage.

Fu Heng looked over, only to see a group of children wearing brown vests with white towels around their heads, dressed as uncle farmers, and lined up in a row to perform carrot pulling with the music of "Pulling Carrots".

This group of small carrots, the whole person may not be as big as the big carrot foam board.

I don't know whether they are pulling the carrots or the carrots pulling them.

But this is not the point, the point is that there is no Qingqing inside.

"I didn't find Qingqing, are you lying to us, uncle?"

Fu Sishen, who has a more lively temperament, spoke out their psychological words on behalf of his father and brother.

"What am I doing to lie to you?"

Gu Lan glared at him speechlessly, then raised his chin slightly and tapped the carrot:

"Here, we Qingqing is not the big carrot that was pulled out."

Coincidentally, when Gu Lan's voice just fell, the performance came to an end.

Qingqing's big radish was smashed, and fell to the ground with five other children hiding behind the radish. All of them were wearing red little skirts, which really looked like round and short little radishes. .

It was so cute that all the parents couldn't help but laugh, and gave warm applause.

This is only Qingqing’s first show today, there is one more later.

Originally, the teachers in the small class only prepared one program, but then they were told that the program was not enough and they had to add another one. They simply prepared a carrot-pulling program for all the children in the class to participate.

Because Qingqing and their six children had a second show to show their faces, the teacher simply let the six of them be pulled out radishes, hiding behind the radish foam board.

Then six carrots were freshly baked.

"uncle!"

After several shows, it was Qingqing's turn, so she ran out first to find Fu Heng and the others.

Just now on the stage, she could see that all her uncles, brothers and sons were here.

Qing Qing is so happy!

Unfolding his arms and catching the little radish that came straight, Fu Heng held the slightly sour gazes of Gu Lan and Bai Qiyu, wrapped Qingqing with a smile on his face and lifted it high, so that the little guy kept laughing and joking.

Seeing this scene, the Fu brothers were already numb.

They are used to the usual unsmiling, indifferent and serious father's appearance on the Qingqing, and immediately change his face.

In fact, are they not?

I can only blame Qingqing for being so cute, so people love her when they see her.

"Uncle eats cakes."

Qingqing still remembered the mung bean cake that the mother-in-law gave her and offered it to Fu Heng like a treasure.

"Qingqing remembers your Uncle Fu, what about mine?"

Gu Lan frantically gnawed lemons next to him, completely sour.

"Brother eat too."

Qingqing immediately turned his head to face Gu Lan with a pleased smile, revealing a mouthful of her white baby teeth, "Uncle Bai, I'll eat too carefully."

She missed no one this time.

"Sure enough, it's a little radish, it's a flower."

With a little bit of Qingqing's little nose, Fu Sishen teased her jokingly.

"Qing Qing is a carrot, so I don't spend it."

Turnip retorted solemnly, causing the adults around to smile kindly.

"This kid is so cute." A parent beside him couldn't help boasting.

"Thank you, your child is also very cute." Fu Si would praise politely.

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After learning the essence of communication between parents, catching other children's praises is over.

The effect is first-rate, and it makes the family happy to praise children more than parents.

"Hahaha, no, my stinky girl looks like a wild child every day, and I'm so sad to see."

Sure enough, the parent was coaxed to exaggerate. Seeing that Fu Sijin looked familiar, he couldn't help but hesitate to ask: "Are you Fu Sijin, the president of Fu Shi Entertainment?"

"Exactly."

It seems that this person is still an insider, no wonder he also thinks the other person is familiar.

Fu Si handed out his business card, the other party took it, and quickly gave it his own.

After getting his business card and scanning it, Fu Sijin immediately showed a surprised look: "Director Gao?"

The legendary hand of the **** who shoots something red, top director Gao Congguang!