September 1st.

For adults, this is an ordinary day, no different from the past, but for many students, it is a special day.

The first day of school.

On this day, you have to hand in your summer homework, you have to do a big cleaning, and maybe you have to welcome new students.

Overall, students didn't seem to enjoy the day very much.

Qiuqiu's summer vacation homework was finally completed at the end of the summer vacation under the supervision of Zhang Fan, and tomorrow is the first day of school, so the little guy went to bed very early.

Maybe it's the holiday syndrome, going to bed early didn't let the little guy get out of sleep, early in the morning when Zhang Fan shouted Qiuqiu to get up, the little guy was still lying on the bed and refused to get up.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but pick up Qiuqiu and go to the bathroom to wash.

It's the first day of school, so you can't be late.

Although I live in a farm now, it is much farther away from the kindergarten, but fortunately, there is a car, and compared to the bus going around, the private car can go directly, and the time is reduced a lot.

After washing and washing his face, eating breakfast, and rubbing for a long time, Qiuqiu reluctantly went out with his schoolbag on his back.

On the way to the kindergarten to send the ball ball, the little guy suddenly asked coldly: "Baba, can I not go to kindergarten?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then replied categorically with a straight face: "No." ”

So the little one snorted softly, twisted his head to the side, and was not happy.

This time, Zhang Fan didn't coax her, although her daughter wanted to be rich and try to satisfy her with everything, but the manager couldn't be too doting.

Qiuqiu was not so willful when he was in school before, but this summer vacation was too long, and Qiuqiu's playfulness increased greatly, and he had holiday syndrome. At this time, it will hurt her to get used to the ball ball.

Seeing that she was angry, Baba didn't come to coax herself, Qiuqiu became even more angry, this time, just to let Zhang Fan know that she was angry, she snorted again.

Zhang Fan still pretended not to see it, and when he arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten, Zhang Fan picked up Qiuqiu and took her out of the car.

In the process of holding Qiuqiu, the little guy struggled for a while, and didn't seem to want Zhang Fan to hug him, but Zhang Fan ignored it, and directly hugged Qiuqiu down and came to the door of the kindergarten.

Teacher Zhao was already waiting outside the entrance of the kindergarten.

"Mr. Zhang, good morning. Teacher Zhao smiled and nodded at Zhang Fan.

"Hello Mr. Zhao. Zhang Fan responded politely, then patted the little guy on the shoulder, and motioned for Qiuqiu to say hello to Mr. Zhao.

Unexpectedly, the little guy actually cried out with a "wow" directly, and shouted: "Qiuqiu doesn't want to go to school, Qiuqiu doesn't want to go to school." ”

Kindergarten is not like elementary school students, who are used to going to school, even if there are a hundred unwilling in their hearts, they dare not go to school, and children in kindergarten preschool have not yet formed such a concept in their minds.

This situation is a little more common in the middle class, and the children in the large class generally have the concept of going to school and will not cry anymore.

Qiuqiu's cry like this immediately resonated with the other children around him, so he also cried out with a wow.

The crying continued, and most of the children in the kindergarten class were crying with their heads up, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Teacher Zhao could only look at Zhang Fan apologetically and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'll go and coax the other children first...... Qiuqiu please. ”

"It doesn't matter. Zhang Fan nodded at Teacher Zhao and motioned for her to get busy.

Zhang Fan replied at the door and comforted Qiuqiu a few words, so that Qiuqiu's emotions calmed down, and then looked at Zhang Fan very reluctantly, and said, "Baba, you must come to pick me up after school." ”

"Don't worry, Baba will definitely pick you up on time!" After tossing for most of the time, Qiuqiu was finally sent to kindergarten by Zhang Fan.

After leaving the kindergarten, Da Bai was already lying on the branch in front of the door, looking at Zhang Fan lazily.

Zhang Fan took out the canned dog food, threw a few pieces of dog food to Dabai, and said, "The old rule, stay at the door of the kindergarten and help me watch the penalty ball." ”

"Whew......"

Da Bai excitedly caught the dog food with his mouth, barked, and then obediently stood at the door.

Zhang Fan did not leave immediately, but stood at the door of the kindergarten and waited quietly for a while.

From this angle, Zhang Fan can see the classroom where Qiuqiu is located. After following Teacher Zhao into the classroom, the little guy immediately became active, chattering with a few little girls.

On the first day of kindergarten, I didn't do morning exercises, but was busy cleaning the classroom.

Of course, it is impossible to really let the children clean with brooms and mops, most of the work has to be done by Mr. Zhao and a few teachers, and the children only need to wipe the table.

Moreover, Zhang Fan was surprised to find that there were new classmates in the class, who happened to sit next to Qiuqiu and became Qiuqiu's tablemate.

Looking at the ball ball giggling with a toy in the classroom, Zhang Fan was a lot relieved and turned to leave.

After leaving the kindergarten, Zhang Fan went to the gourmet shop to have a look, and after making sure that there was no problem, he returned to the farm to rest.

At half past three in the afternoon, Zhang Fan appeared at the door of the kindergarten on time.

At this time, a message popped up on the phone.

About the Mid-Autumn Festival.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival came by a special coincidence, and it coincided with the National Day.

Combined, there are a total of eight days of rest.

Zhang Fan rubbed his eyes a little sour, September and October are really two months with a lot of holidays, the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day are connected together, and the little guy can rest for a while.

However, it is just after the summer vacation, and the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day are coming.

Holiday Syndrome......

After reading the news, Zhang Fan put away his mobile phone, and then whistled, only to see a snow-white white fox at Zhang Fan's feet at the wall not far away, and then looked at the kindergarten with blank eyes.

At four o'clock, the kindergarten gate opened on time, and a large group of children ran out of the kindergarten.

"Baba!"

In the crowd, Zhang Fan saw Qiuqiu at a glance, she ran towards Zhang Fan excitedly and hugged Zhang Fan's thigh.

"Big White!"

After hugging Zhang Fan, the little guy didn't forget to say hello to the white fox.

The white fox jumped into the arms of the little one, and arched his little face with his little head, which looked very intimate.

Seeing Qiuqiu's happy look, Zhang Fan asked with a smile: "Qiuqiu, what fun happened today, laughing like this?"

Qiuqiu said like a treasure: "Today, Mr. Zhao sent everyone a new snack from his hometown, which is delicious. Well, that's it, I ate half of it, and half of it was for Baba to eat. ”

After that, the little guy unzipped his schoolbag, took out pieces of green pastries from it, and sent them to Zhang Fan's hands.

"It's ...... Mung bean cake?" Zhang Fan asked.

"It's delicious, you can taste it. Qiuqiu said.

"Good. ”

As Zhang Fan spoke, he stuffed the mung bean cake into his mouth and chewed it gently, and a burst of sweetness came to his face.

"Is it delicious?" asked Qiuqiu excitedly.

Zhang Fan nodded frequently and praised sincerely: "It's delicious." ”

It's really delicious, Zhang Fan is not perfunctory.

Mung bean cake is a traditional pastry, but different places, different methods, and different tastes, this mung bean cake is obviously original.

Hearing Zhang Fan say that it was delicious, the little guy laughed proudly. That look is similar to the way they cried when they went to school in the morning.

"I also handed in my summer homework, and Mr. Zhao named me and said that among all my children, I wrote the best. ”

"There's a new classmate here, and I'm at the same table—"

"Oh yes, Teacher Zhao also said that there is the first lesson of school tonight, let's all take a look at it - not only our children, but also adults. Qiuqiu grabbed Zhang Fan and said.

Zhang Fan smiled and nodded in response: "Okay, okay, I'll watch with you." ”

In the evening, after dinner, I don't know why, An You didn't appear, it was still Qiuqiu.

Zhang Fan looked at the ball ball that couldn't wait to turn on the TV to watch the first lesson of the school year, and asked the system: "System, it's six o'clock now, why hasn't An You come out yet?"

The system said: "Although six o'clock in the evening and six o'clock in the morning are the time when the two children appear, as long as the two little ones communicate with each other, the time can be extended, but in the same way, how much time is occupied, and how much time must be returned." ”

So Zhang Fan understood.

Six o'clock is just a midpoint point, and the ball can be extended by an hour or two, but again, how much time Anyu will have to come back the next day.

In this way, twenty-four hours a day, Qiuqiu and Anyou are still twelve hours each.

At six o'clock, the first lesson of the school started on time.

Dong Qing and He Jiong served as hosts, and before the broadcast, the familiar national anthem came from the TV.

"Arise, ...... you who do not want to be slaves"

Listening to this voice, Qiuqiu hurriedly pulled up Zhang Fan, and said with the appearance of a little adult: "Baba, stand up and salute, Teacher Zhao said, when you hear the national anthem, you have to salute, and you have to sing the national anthem......"

Zhang Fan couldn't cry or laugh, stood up like Qiuqiu, stood up and saluted and sang the national anthem.

After singing, the little guy lay in Zhang Fan's arms, one big and one small fox quietly watched the first lesson of school.