Yang No. 1 Middle School, located in the center of Qingdao City, is surrounded by bustling commercial streets and school district houses developed by real estate companies.

The internal environment of Yang No. 1 Middle School is not to mention, the original school should be relatively noisy near the commercial street, but the area of Yang No. 1 Middle School is large enough, and the periphery of the teaching area is full of green plants.

This initiative effectively isolates all noise and creates a good learning environment for students.

All the teaching facilities of Yang No. 1 Middle School are complete and are the highest configuration, and there will be special personnel to repair them during the winter and summer vacations every year.

And its faculty is definitely the essence of Qing Province.

As a result, the tuition fees of Yang No. 1 Middle School have also risen.

After all, with convenient transportation, prosperous surroundings, a good learning environment and professional teachers, it is impossible to maintain the operation of the school without huge funds.

And this day is the annual freshman admission day of Yang No. 1 Middle School.

Students with suitcases and parents with large bags can be seen everywhere.

As a day student, Song Qiao does not have this burden.

Song's father and Song's mother came with Song Qiao every year.

"Qiaoqiao, looking at everyone's big bags, let me experience in advance what it will be like for you to go to college in the future. ”

Father Song is always busy, after all, the whole province needs his decision-making.

So he has never sent his daughter to school, and now that he is here for the first time, it feels very novel.

But because of this, he felt that he still cared too little about his daughter, and he was a little ashamed of his daughter.

As if sensing Song's father's emotions, Song's mother patted Song's father on the shoulder with her hand to show comfort.

And Nian Nian also stretched out his hand to Song's father and motioned for him to hug him.

Song Qiao didn't think there was anything wrong with Father Song doing this.

She will always remember that in the cold winter of Layue when she was abandoned, it was Father Song who picked her up and gave her a warm home.

So Song Qiao just hooked Song's father's hand and pulled him to stop and see her new school.

This made Song's father's mood a lot better.

However, his face soon darkened again.

The principal originally wanted to come to greet the daughter of the top student and senior official in the high school entrance examination.

As a result, I didn't expect high-ranking officials to come.

So the principal called a large group of people, and even lined up a line, and then led the group to welcome the high-ranking officials.

When the surrounding parents and students saw this battle, they all gathered around.

Because of the high tuition fees in Yangyang, the students who come to school here are also some people with heads and faces at home.

As soon as they heard that the high-ranking officials were coming, everyone wanted to come forward to say hello.

was originally holding his son and holding his daughter's family of four to visit the school sweetly, but suddenly a large group of people came to disturb their four-person world, no wonder Song's father's face was dark.

Even a good-tempered and gentle person like Mother Song has a little bit of a bad look.

But fortunately, these people can also look at their faces, so when they saw that the expressions of high-ranking officials were wrong, they began to evacuate one after another, for fear that they would be hated if they didn't do it, and it would be bad if they didn't steal chickens and rice.

But because of this farce, Song's father and Song's mother were not in the mood to go to school anymore, so they and Song Qiao hurriedly signed up and left with Nian Nian.

After all, today is only a reporting day, and classes will start tomorrow.

After returning home, Song's father also specially cooked for everyone and cooked lunch for everyone.

In the face of Song's father's enthusiasm, Song Qiao was not easy to dismiss him.

Soon, the noodles cooked by Song's father were served.

For a long time, Father Song had never cooked in front of Song Qiao, and even never mentioned that he could cook by himself.

But now looking at the lo noodles with all the color and fragrance, Song Qiao is a little uncertain.

Could it be that Father Song really knows how to cook?

seemed to see Song Qiao's suspicions, and Song's father rarely pretended to take Song Qiao's face away in a childish manner.

Song Qiao naturally begged for mercy in exchange for the right to eat this bowl of noodles.

Mother Song justified Song's father this time: "Qiaoqiao, the noodles made by your father are still delicious."

When your father chased me, it was because of this bowl of noodles that I agreed. ”

Father Song was a little embarrassed: "Cough, why are you talking about this in front of the child." ”

Song Qiao was very curious and asked about what happened.

At the same time, I am still slandering in my heart, could it be that my mother is actually a hidden foodie?

"Back then, your mother and I fell out with our family and came to Qingdao Province. ”

Mother Song thought of her former home, and her face was a little condensed.

Father Song walked over and half-hugged her, as if to encourage him.

"After coming to Qingdao Province, I met your father. Mother Song felt the support given by Song's father, and laughed again.

"Your dad liked me at the time, but I didn't agree.

Later, he didn't know where he found out that my house was in the West Market. Mother Song turned her head and looked directly into Father Song's eyes.

"Your dad saw that I was depressed and thought I was homesick, so he deliberately went to learn how to make this bowl of noodles.

This bowl of noodles is a major feature of the West Market.

At that time, after I finished eating, I was so moved.

Because I was really homesick at the time. ”

Song Qiao rarely heard his parents say so much: "Wow, then I have to taste the love of my father and mother." ”

After Song Qiao finished speaking, he picked up the noodle bowl and ate it in a squirming manner.

And Song's father and Song's mother looked at each other, smiled, and ate.

Only Nian Nian sat alone on the children's chair next to him, unable to eat noodles, babbling and babbling.

Song Qiao couldn't bear that his younger brother could only watch them eat, so he specially went to make a cup of milk powder, put it in a bottle, and let Nian Nian hold it by himself, gurgling and eating.

Maybe it's because of the addition of some spiritual water, I like it every year, and I don't remember for a while that I want to babble to attract everyone's attention, after all, the goal has been achieved.

So I went to drink milk quietly by myself.

made Song's father and Song's mother laugh non-stop.

"We Qiaoqiao really have a way, this little guy likes the milk powder you brewed.

I'm going to make it for him, and he doesn't want to eat it. Mother Song was also a little puzzled.

Can that be the same, she secretly added some spiritual spring water by herself every time. Song Qiao thought to himself.

But Song Qiao couldn't say this directly.

"Maybe the favorite person every year is my sister?" Song Qiao joked.

"I think so. "Father Song and Mother Song are in unison this time.

"Dad, Mom, you won't even eat your daughter's vinegar, right?" Song Qiao couldn't cry or laugh.

"yes, I'm jealous. Sons and daughters are the best, and daughters are best with sons. "It's rare for Father Song to be so childish.

"No, no, Dad, you and Mom are also the most important people to me and Nian Nian. After speaking, Song Qiao didn't forget to turn his head and ask Nian Nian: "Yes, Nian Nian." You agree with your sister's words, right?"

Nian Nian couldn't understand what his sister and parents were saying, but that didn't stop him from answering.

So he also cooperated with "Aa" twice, and then continued his great cause of breastfeeding.

The appearance of this little gluttonous cat made everyone laugh.

Song Qiao looked at all this in front of him, and only felt that he was really happy.

Even though her biological parents are missing, she still has Song Father and Song Mother who love her, and Nian Nian.

She was lucky, she thought.