During this time, she read a lot of books and miscellaneous books.

Calvert, a genius who can read and learn several Chinese at the age of four or five, not to mention Montessori, has brought her a great shock.

Montessori's original kindergarten was for the children of the common people and even the poor, and she also used group teaching, but these children quickly learned skills such as literacy, storytelling, and teaching aids.

She always remembered the saying: every child is a genius.

Two months isn't a long time, but it's not too short either.

She saw Xiao Wang's situation in her eyes, and she couldn't say that there was no progress, but what made him make obvious progress was not the content of the class, but the natural punishment law introduced by the child king in private.

Moreover, not only Xiao Wang, but also the progress of other children is not amazing.

Many mothers even said when chatting with her: "I like that the child king is close to home, clean and spacious, and can play with other children, which is much better than being bored at home." ”

It seems that the "Kid King" is more valuable as a small playground with all the facilities.

Thinking of the words of the child Wang faintly pushing the responsibility to Sister Yan, she felt even more uncomfortable in her heart.

In the workplace, Sister Yan treats her very well, and she introduces the child king to Sister Yan, because she really hopes to help Sister Yan.

According to her understanding, Sister Yan is a woman who is ruthless to herself. Since she has made up her mind to be a full-time mother, and the child king taught her, she will not be ambiguous at home.

In all fairness, for a mother like Sister Yan who has expectations, the cost performance of the "child king" is indeed a little low.

"Children's King" is not without value, it is still useful for many families who don't know what early education is, but it may no longer be suitable for Xiao Wang.

Looking at the leaflet of the child king on the table - "develop the left and right brains", "tap the potential", "the starting line leading" and other words came into view, Yan Rushun had a sense of exaggeration and doubt for the first time.

She wanted to have a good discussion with the child king, but now is the period of rapid development of the "child king", he is preparing to open another branch, and he is busy making up for the license, and he is so busy that he has no time to eat every day.

Yan Rushun had no choice but to keep these questions in his heart.

A few days later, Sister Yan suddenly advertised in the circle of friends to sell a certain brand of bra.

Yan Rushun was a little surprised, and sent a message to ask, "Sister Yan, how did you start a micro-business?"

She obviously wants to concentrate on going home and taking care of the children, doesn't she?

Sister Yan replied: "The cost of raising a child is too high, Xiao Wang's preparation for kindergarten will cost 50,000 yuan a year, and it is not realistic to rely on your brother-in-law alone, I still try to earn some money to subsidize the family." ”

Yan Rushun suddenly felt that the reality was embarrassing - when Sister Yan was working, she had no time to take care of the children, so that Xiao Wang was uneducated, and when she was full-time, she was short of money, so she had to start a new stove and do business with the children with one hand.

How to choose a mother, it's a "difficult" word.

After a moment of silence, she scooped up two items that fit her size from Sister Yan.

In fact, Sister Yan is difficult, and neither is she.

During this time, her relationship with Manager Mao was very cold.

Manager Mao increased her workload, not to mention, but also repeatedly nitpicked, forcing her to waste a lot of time making unnecessary changes.

She couldn't set it up, so she could only swallow her anger and serve Uncle Mao. Sometimes I feel unbearable, and I really want to resign directly, but after resigning, do you really want to start a business with the child king?

For some reason, she was a little hesitant about this choice.

On the other hand, the decoration of the nest is not smooth, the progress is delayed, and there are always flaws everywhere.

The foreman urged her to pay the interim payment, but she insisted on reworking and rectifying it, and only gave it after passing the customs.

The two sides whispered a few times about this, and they were a little unhappy with each other.

These messy things, she didn't plan to let her parents worry about it, nor did she plan to trouble the child king, so she could only grit her teeth and carry it alone.

Although I persevered all the way, I still inevitably felt lost and depressed in my heart.

This state caused her to smile a lot less during this time, and she always looked tired.

Xin Weiyang noticed her abnormality, and asked her if she needed help during breakfast.

She didn't even want to trouble the child king, how could she trouble Xin Weiyang, so she naturally declined politely.

Xin Weiyang coughed twice: "If you need my help, you don't have to be polite." ”

Yan Rushun shrugged her shoulders and raised the corners of her mouth with some gratitude: "I really don't need to, that is, there are more things during this time, and it will be good after that." But you're on your own, your cough is getting worse and worse, do you want to go to the hospital to have a look?"

"No need. Xin Weiyang said: "It's just a cold, and it will slowly get better after a week." ”

"But you can't do it without medicine. ”

"I used to take medicine for a week, and I didn't take medicine for a week. It's better not to take medicine. Xin Weiyang said, coughing a few more times.

Yan Rushun looked at him strangely: "You're really a freak - forget it, you talk less and let your throat rest more." After taking a sip of milk, he added, "If the cough does not improve for more than a week, don't hold on, it may cause pneumonia or even myocarditis." ”

Xin Weiyang nodded with a smile: "Okay, I know." ”

The two talked a few words and ran separately.

Xin Weiyang drove directly to work.

Yan Rushun washed the dishes and chopsticks before taking the bus to the company - Xin Weiyang originally proposed to send her to work by the way, but she felt bad and declined.

During the rush hour, the bus is stuffy and crowded, and the people around are making phone calls and chatting, mixed with the sound of the bus engine, which makes people have a headache.

The early summer has arrived, and a thin layer of sweat has risen on his body.

Yan Rushun didn't feel very good: the inside of her nose seemed to be a little stuffy, and her head was a little heavy and a little painful.

With experience, she judged that she should have caught a cold - Xin Weiyang, a scourge that she did not treat when she was sick, infected her, and she had to denounce him when she went back.

Until the end of the day, she felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Manager Mao went out today and didn't stay in the office to make things difficult for her.

She simply threw away the forms, PPTs and the like, and started to prepare for tomorrow's package first.

Tomorrow it is said that an expert will come to visit the branch, and the CEO of their branch will personally accompany him, and the head office will arrange a video call, which is very high, and they must arrange all the peripheral work properly.

In the afternoon, Manager Mao rushed back.

Yan Rushun was a little beating the drum in her heart, in case he was about to read the form and PPT, she wouldn't be able to take it.

Fortunately, Manager Mao only focused on checking the preparations for tomorrow's expert visit, and then said to her: "There is a reception tonight, you go with me." ”

She was so uncomfortable that she didn't want to go, but she really couldn't disobey it, so she had to agree to it.

When she arrived at the site, she realized that this time she was just having dinner with the contractor in charge of the company's non-core business. On this occasion, everyone is naturally holding Manager Mao.

Under the hint of Manager Mao, intentionally or unintentionally, everyone came to respect Yan Rushun, and they all asked for "deep feelings".

Yan Rushun vomited two rounds directly, and both legs were weak.

Seeing her ugly face, Manager Mao thought that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and secretly stretched out the claws of Lushan and wanted to eat her tofu.

Although she was in a cold sweat, she was already on guard, not only letting him aside, but also resolutely knocking his hand off.

Manager Mao immediately pulled down his face and didn't look at her again.

Yan Rushun knew that he had offended Manager Mao to death this time.

She decided to submit her resignation letter tomorrow.

However, after submitting the resignation letter, it will take a month before you can officially resign. During this period, it happened to be the mid-year evaluation, and when Manager Mao casually gave a bad review and wrote a little messy words, it would put a heavy stain on her career.

And it's going to happen - she's not going to be reconciled.

But what can be done?

On the way back, as soon as the cold wind blew, she suddenly felt a pain in her head, and her nose was stuffed and she couldn't breathe at all.

Like a fish suffocating in the water, she was half-dead with her mouth open.

I was going to go back to the house to take some medicine and go to bed directly, but when I opened the door, I saw a room full of people.

Xin's mother, mother, father and Xin Weiyang.

Everyone's expressions were subtle - Xin's mother was angry and snarky, her eyes were swishing like knives and glowing coldly; her mother and father were angry and ashamed, with a face of hatred that could not be made of steel; Xin Weiyang looked at her phone with a gloomy face, as if she was troubled by some trouble.

What's going on?

"Yo, I'm finally willing to come back. Which man did you fool around with?" Xin Mu fired the first shot of this farce with a weird tone of yin and yang.

Yan Rushun's mind buzzed in an instant.

A trace of weakness flashed, but then she stabilized: there is no impermeable wall in the world, Xin Mu may have heard some news of chasing the wind and shadows, but judging from her words, it should not have been really beaten.

Because she has a clear conscience tonight.

Thinking of this, Manager Mao's greasy big hand came out again, she forcibly pressed this disgusting back, calmed down, pretended to be ignorant, and asked with a smile: "Auntie, what do you mean? Is there any misunderstanding?"

Xin's mother sneered, and she was about to turn on the sour mocking mode.

Yan's mother opened her mouth first, her face was grim, and her tone was stern: "Shun Shun, you explain to me clearly, what is going on with this man?"

She took the mobile phone from Xin Weiyang's hand and raised it flat in front of her daughter's eyes.

Her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of nervousness and anticipation - as a mother with a sense of justice, she did not want to believe that her daughter had become morally corrupt and degraded in human nature.

Yan Rushun moved her eyes from her mother to her mobile phone, and then saw the back of herself and the child king walking hand in hand on the street. In the colorful night light, the two faces are clear, and there is no possibility of prevarication.

I really took it with my heart, why don't you send it to the photo exhibition?

Yan Rushun laughed at himself while sighing in his heart: Sure enough, if you walk at night for a long time, you will meet ghosts.

Who was hit by this?

Xinmu?

She keenly noticed that the photo had been cropped and slimmed. The other two hands that she and the child king did not hold were actually carrying a large plastic bag of teaching aids each, but they had just been cut off. So much so that just looking at this photo, I can't find a second explanation at all.

It's not Xinmu!

She was immediately sure.

There was no need for Xinmu to do this.

In this way, this person may be one of the doctoral students brought by Xin Weiyang. Only they had the emotional urge to secretly take this photo and send it to Xin's mother - after two contacts, she really felt the heartfelt admiration and respect of those doctoral students for Xin Weiyang.

Of course, there are other possibilities in this highly self-media society.

Maybe there happened to be some street photography enthusiast who took pictures of them and posted them in their circle of friends, but they were seen by relevant people several times, and then cut them and sent them to Xin's mother, which is also unknown.

However, now is clearly not a good time to trace the source.

It only took her a millisecond to go through the matter, and she quickly pulled her thoughts back to the present.

Soon, she realized that things were a little tricky.

If only her parents were present, she would have confessed the truth and steered things back on track.

If only Xin's mother came to question, she could also tell her that she and Xin Weiyang had already broken up peacefully, and men and women had nothing to do with each other.

Even if there were only parents and Xin's mother, she could imply that because of Xin Weiyang's problem, they had already broken up and had nothing to do with each other.

However, now that Xin Weiyang is still present, she can't hint that he can't be in front of the deity, right?

However, this is not unsolvable.

For example: everyone broke up peacefully, and Xin Weiyang already had his own girlfriend - well, he must have a new girlfriend at this time, so as to calm the fierce emotions of the three elders.

As for concealment and non-reporting...... This kind of trivial matter can be casually perfunctory.

"That's the ......," she cleared, ready to hand in the answers.

The next moment, Xin Weiyang's eyes met hers—his brows were tangled, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes shook slightly with pleading.

Only then did she remember: she still had a three-month appointment with him.

He said that his experiment was at a critical time, and he did not have the energy to deal with Xin's mother, and asked her to "escort the country's scientific and technological development".

According to this statement, if she pierces this layer of paper now, won't she become a sinner who destroys the country's scientific and technological development?

What to do?

Countless thoughts swirled in her mind, and for a moment, she was undecided.

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