On the second day, the sun was shining and the sky was clear, which was a rare good weather in recent days. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Yan Qing spread the children's bedding in the yard to dry, and then sat in the yard enjoying the warm sun and sewing winter clothes.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Yan Qing thought that Mr. Zhuang's father and son had come to the private school, so she hurriedly put down the winter coat that was about to be sewn, and walked to the courtyard gate and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuang wait a minute!

The courtyard door opened, but in front of him were Gongzi Qi and Mrs. Qi, and Aunt Li, who came with her, had a few pieces of fabric in her hand...?

Mr. Zhuang looked at the destroyed painting and said with a little regret: "You kid, you are always so careless"

"Dad!" Zhuang Meng was quite good at coaxing his father to be happy, he shook his father's arm and coaxed: "Then the boy will draw another picture for his father!"

After speaking, I really sat down there, looking at this posture of preparing to start painting, I didn't want to go home.

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Zhuang knew that if he wanted to paint again, he hurriedly said: "It's not too early now, if you want to paint, let's paint again when you get home."

"Back home?" Zhuang Meng took the pen and didn't put down the pen, looking up at his father suspiciously.

"Uh-huh! Go home!" Mr. Zhuang said in a natural tone.

Yan Qing and Su Jin finished watching the eagle pictures painted by the children, and felt that the paintings were not bad, they heard about the communication between Mr. Zhuang and his son, and Zhuang Xian's life became a child, which can be described as a good intention for Zhuang Gongzi.

"I'm not going home!" Zhuang Meng threw the pen on the paper, and reluctantly hugged the table with his arms and refused to leave.

Mr. Zhuang did not seem to be the slightest angry, but persuaded in a good voice: "There are a lot of delicious foods in the house, waiting for you to go back to eat! Are you sure you won't go back? Okay, then go back for my father and eat for you."

Zhuang Luo is ten years old, half a head taller than his peers, wide but not fat, it is the time to grow his body, he can be called the king of big stomachs. As soon as he heard that his father was going to grab a lot of delicious food from him, he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go!"

"That's right!

Mr. Zhuang and his son walked out of the classroom, and Su Jin and Yan Qing followed them out.

The children all went back to the room with the wooden basin for washing their feet, and when they saw that the eldest brother was going back to the house, they hurriedly put down the wooden basin for washing their feet, and came to Mr. Zhuang to say "yes". He asked the eldest brother again and smiled: "Big brother, are you going back to the house?"

Zhuang Luo nodded excitedly, thinking that there were many delicious foods in the house.

"Oh, we thought you'd stay in a private school for a few days!" Wen Jing said to them.

"Hehe!" Mr. Zhuang saw that the children were warm and friendly to him, and said happily to Su Jin and Yan Qing: "Mr. Su and Mrs. Su are well taught, these children are all well-behaved and sensible, no wonder the dog refuses to go home with Zhuang."

"Let Mr. Zhuang smile!" Su Jin smiled: "Mr. Zhuang is kind and easy-going, and the children naturally regard him as a close friend."

"Hmm!" Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, yesterday he agreed with Mr. Su that Luo'er would learn to paint in a private school for two days before adapting to it, which shows that Luo'er has adapted to the environment of the private school. He said goodbye: "Today, Mr. Lao Su and Mrs. Su have taught the dog, the hour is not early, Zhuang and the dog will go home first."

Yan Qing asked the children to hurry back to the house to wash their feet, so as not to suffer from the cold.

"Mr. Zhuang go slowly!" she and her husband sent Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Gongzi out of the private school.

At night, Yan Qing finished telling the children the story and coaxed them to sleep, but they still had questions in their hearts before going to bed. Hulin asked her, "Master, will the eldest brother come to the private school tomorrow?"

"It's coming, isn't it a matter of a few days to learn to paint!" Yan Qing smiled and asked, "Are you all looking forward to your big brother coming to the private school now?"

"Although the eldest brother is in the big mansion, he is very pitiful!" Lan Lan said ignorantly.

"That's right, I think so too!" Jiu'er said her thoughts, "Although the eldest brother looks stupid and stupid, when he paints, he is no different from us. Moreover, he is more fragile than us in his heart, and he should miss his mother very much!"

"Isn't his mother in the house?" asked Liu Xuan thoughtfully.

Yan Qing listened to the children's chatting with each other, and now she didn't feel sleepy, she tugged the futon for Jiu'er and said: "Okay! If you don't sleep again, it will be dawn, and you will have to get up early tomorrow morning to read! Also, about the big brother's affairs, it's nothing for you to talk about in private, remember! Don't ask anything about the big brother in front of him, do you understand?"

"Understood!" the children said in unison.

"Well, go to sleep! Close your eyes and don't think about anything!" Yan Qing got up and tucked the futon at Yan Cheng's feet.

The children obediently closed their eyes.

Yan Qing blew out the candlelight, glanced back at them, and went out with confidence.

On the second day, the sun was shining and the sky was clear, which was a rare good weather in recent days. Yan Qing spread the children's bedding in the yard to dry, and then sat in the yard enjoying the warm sun and sewing winter clothes.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Yan Qing thought that Mr. Zhuang's father and son had come to the private school, so she hurriedly put down the winter coat that was about to be sewn, and walked to the courtyard gate and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuang wait a minute!

The courtyard door opened, but in front of him were Gongzi Qi and Mrs. Qi, and Aunt Li, who came with her, had a few pieces of fabric in her hand...?

Yan Qing didn't think much about it, and said unexpectedly: "It turned out that Gongzi Qi and Mrs. Qi are here, Aunt Li, come in and sit."

Mr. Zhuang looked at the destroyed painting and said with a little regret: "You kid, you are always so careless"

"Dad!" Zhuang Meng was quite good at coaxing his father to be happy, he shook his father's arm and coaxed: "Then the boy will draw another picture for his father!"

After speaking, I really sat down there, looking at this posture of preparing to start painting, I didn't want to go home.

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Zhuang knew that if he wanted to paint again, he hurriedly said: "It's not too early now, if you want to paint, let's paint again when you get home."

"Back home?" Zhuang Meng took the pen and didn't put down the pen, looking up at his father suspiciously.

"Uh-huh! Go home!" Mr. Zhuang said in a natural tone.

Yan Qing and Su Jin finished watching the eagle pictures painted by the children, and felt that the paintings were not bad, they heard about the communication between Mr. Zhuang and his son, and Zhuang Xian's life became a child, which can be described as a good intention for Zhuang Gongzi.

"I'm not going home!" Zhuang Meng threw the pen on the paper, and reluctantly hugged the table with his arms and refused to leave.

Mr. Zhuang did not seem to be the slightest angry, but persuaded in a good voice: "There are a lot of delicious foods in the house, waiting for you to go back to eat! Are you sure you won't go back? Okay, then go back for my father and eat for you."

Zhuang Luo is ten years old, half a head taller than his peers, wide but not fat, it is the time to grow his body, he can be called the king of big stomachs. As soon as he heard that his father was going to grab a lot of delicious food from him, he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go!"

"That's right!

Mr. Zhuang and his son walked out of the classroom, and Su Jin and Yan Qing followed them out.

The children all went back to the room with the wooden basin for washing their feet, and when they saw that the eldest brother was going back to the house, they hurriedly put down the wooden basin for washing their feet, and came to Mr. Zhuang to say "yes". He asked the eldest brother again and smiled: "Big brother, are you going back to the house?"

Zhuang Luo nodded excitedly, thinking that there were many delicious foods in the house.

"Oh, we thought you'd stay in a private school for a few days!" Wen Jing said to them.

"Hehe!" Mr. Zhuang saw that the children were warm and friendly to him, and said happily to Su Jin and Yan Qing: "Mr. Su and Mrs. Su are well taught, these children are all well-behaved and sensible, no wonder the dog refuses to go home with Zhuang."

"Let Mr. Zhuang smile!" Su Jin smiled: "Mr. Zhuang is kind and easy-going, and the children naturally regard him as a close friend."

"Hmm!" Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, yesterday he agreed with Mr. Su that Luo'er would learn to paint in a private school for two days before adapting to it, which shows that Luo'er has adapted to the environment of the private school. He said goodbye: "Today, Mr. Lao Su and Mrs. Su have taught the dog, the hour is not early, Zhuang and the dog will go home first."

Yan Qing asked the children to hurry back to the house to wash their feet, so as not to suffer from the cold.

"Mr. Zhuang go slowly!" she and her husband sent Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Gongzi out of the private school.

At night, Yan Qing finished telling the children the story and coaxed them to sleep, but they still had questions in their hearts before going to bed. Hulin asked her, "Master, will the eldest brother come to the private school tomorrow?"

"It's coming, isn't it a matter of a few days to learn to paint!" Yan Qing smiled and asked, "Are you all looking forward to your big brother coming to the private school now?"

"Although the eldest brother is in the big mansion, he is very pitiful!" Lan Lan said ignorantly.

"That's right, I think so too!" Jiu'er said her thoughts, "Although the eldest brother looks stupid and stupid, when he paints, he is no different from us. Moreover, he is more fragile than us in his heart, and he should miss his mother very much!"

"Isn't his mother in the house?" asked Liu Xuan thoughtfully.

Yan Qing listened to the children's chatting with each other, and now she didn't feel sleepy, she tugged the futon for Jiu'er and said: "Okay! If you don't sleep again, it will be dawn, and you will have to get up early tomorrow morning to read! Also, about the big brother's affairs, it's nothing for you to talk about in private, remember! Don't ask anything about the big brother in front of him, do you understand?"

"Understood!" the children said in unison.

"Well, go to sleep! Close your eyes and don't think about anything!" Yan Qing got up and tucked the futon at Yan Cheng's feet.

The children obediently closed their eyes.

Yan Qing blew out the candlelight, glanced back at them, and went out with confidence.

On the second day, the sun was shining and the sky was clear, which was a rare good weather in recent days. Yan Qing spread the children's bedding in the yard to dry, and then sat in the yard enjoying the warm sun and sewing winter clothes.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Yan Qing thought that Mr. Zhuang's father and son had come to the private school, so she hurriedly put down the winter coat that was about to be sewn, and walked to the courtyard gate and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuang wait a minute!

The courtyard door opened, but in front of him were Gongzi Qi and Mrs. Qi, and Aunt Li, who came with her, had a few pieces of fabric in her hand...?

Yan Qing didn't think much about it, and said unexpectedly: "It turned out that Gongzi Qi and Mrs. Qi are here, Aunt Li, come in and sit."

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Mr. Zhuang looked at the destroyed painting and said with a little regret: "You kid, you are always so careless"

"Dad!" Zhuang Meng was quite good at coaxing his father to be happy, he shook his father's arm and coaxed: "Then the boy will draw another picture for his father!"

After speaking, I really sat down there, looking at this posture of preparing to start painting, I didn't want to go home.

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Zhuang knew that if he wanted to paint again, he hurriedly said: "It's not too early now, if you want to paint, let's paint again when you get home."

"Back home?" Zhuang Meng took the pen and didn't put down the pen, looking up at his father suspiciously.

"Uh-huh! Go home!" Mr. Zhuang said in a natural tone.

Yan Qing and Su Jin finished watching the eagle pictures painted by the children, and felt that the paintings were not bad, they heard about the communication between Mr. Zhuang and his son, and Zhuang Xian's life became a child, which can be described as a good intention for Zhuang Gongzi.

"I'm not going home!" Zhuang Meng threw the pen on the paper, and reluctantly hugged the table with his arms and refused to leave.

Mr. Zhuang did not seem to be the slightest angry, but persuaded in a good voice: "There are a lot of delicious foods in the house, waiting for you to go back to eat! Are you sure you won't go back? Okay, then go back for my father and eat for you."

Zhuang Luo is ten years old, half a head taller than his peers, wide but not fat, it is the time to grow his body, he can be called the king of big stomachs. As soon as he heard that his father was going to grab a lot of delicious food from him, he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go!"

"That's right!

Mr. Zhuang and his son walked out of the classroom, and Su Jin and Yan Qing followed them out.

The children all went back to the room with the wooden basin for washing their feet, and when they saw that the eldest brother was going back to the house, they hurriedly put down the wooden basin for washing their feet, and came to Mr. Zhuang to say "yes". He asked the eldest brother again and smiled: "Big brother, are you going back to the house?"

Zhuang Luo nodded excitedly, thinking that there were many delicious foods in the house.

"Oh, we thought you'd stay in a private school for a few days!" Wen Jing said to them.

"Hehe!" Mr. Zhuang saw that the children were warm and friendly to him, and said happily to Su Jin and Yan Qing: "Mr. Su and Mrs. Su are well taught, these children are all well-behaved and sensible, no wonder the dog refuses to go home with Zhuang."

"Let Mr. Zhuang smile!" Su Jin smiled: "Mr. Zhuang is kind and easy-going, and the children naturally regard him as a close friend."

"Hmm!" Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, yesterday he agreed with Mr. Su that Luo'er would learn to paint in a private school for two days before adapting to it, which shows that Luo'er has adapted to the environment of the private school. He said goodbye: "Today, Mr. Lao Su and Mrs. Su have taught the dog, the hour is not early, Zhuang and the dog will go home first."

Yan Qing asked the children to hurry back to the house to wash their feet, so as not to suffer from the cold.

"Mr. Zhuang go slowly!" she and her husband sent Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Gongzi out of the private school.

At night, Yan Qing finished telling the children the story and coaxed them to sleep, but they still had questions in their hearts before going to bed. Hulin asked her, "Master, will the eldest brother come to the private school tomorrow?"

"It's coming, isn't it a matter of a few days to learn to paint!" Yan Qing smiled and asked, "Are you all looking forward to your big brother coming to the private school now?"

"Although the eldest brother is in the big mansion, he is very pitiful!" Lan Lan said ignorantly.