Early in the morning-

The entrance of the "Big Eyes Kindergarten".

There was a loud and childish singing voice from the kindergarten.

"Mom and Dad go to work, I go to kindergarten, I don't cry or make trouble, I call the teacher early-"

Nowadays, early childhood education is very important, there are few public ones, and there are many private ones, so that countless privately run kindergartens have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

This is the case with this "Big Eye". What was originally just a nearby supermarket that had closed down was turned into a kindergarten for young children with such a slight change.

Whether there is a business license or not, no one knows.

How much it will cost, no one knows.

Whether the teacher has a preschool education qualification certificate, no one knows.

The big guy only knows that a good kindergarten can't enter, and a distant kindergarten doesn't want to enter, only this one is okay.

Simple people, this is how to make do with life, the government doesn't care, the leaders don't ask, the lives of the people are just like this, as long as nothing happens, no school bus falls into the river, and the child is locked in the carriage, then just hello, I'm good, continue to make do.

Lin Xue hugged Zhao Bao'er and came to the door of the kindergarten early in the morning, looking at the other children smiling and saying goodbye to their parents one by one, Bao'er frowned and made a bitter little face, just pulling her mother's pants and not wanting to go in.

It wasn't like this before, in Lin Xue's impression, Bao'er likes to go to school very much, except for occasionally lying in bed in winter, she gets up very early almost every day, and when she comes to school, she waves her little hand and goes in, which is like today, so strange.

The kindergarten teacher who was in charge of receiving the children watched Zhao Bao'er pulling her mother at the door, and said, "Bao'er, mom is leaving, you should also go into the classroom to study." ”

Bao'er pouted, looked at her mother pitifully with big eyes, and didn't speak, until Lin Xue picked her up and stuffed her directly into the teacher's arms, her eyes turned red, and she shouted very aggrievedly: "Mom, Mom!" ”

What's wrong with this kid today. Although Lin Xue was a little soft-hearted, she still left with a hard heart, she had to go to the vegetable market early, only in this way could she pick up cheap and fresh dishes.

……

In the kindergarten classroom, a group of children were chattering, and Teacher Xiao Chen was collecting the children's extracurricular painting homework.

Teacher Xiao Chen is 20 years old this year, she just graduated from the normal school, she studied art, after graduation, she originally wanted to find a suitable job, but she couldn't find it, and finally could only temporarily grieve in this kindergarten.

Teacher Xiao Chen is arrogant, he feels that he is completely condescending here, he used to win the art award when he was in school, although it was only a newcomer painting competition held at the city level, Xiao Chen teacher won the special prize with a pair of "grandma", the evaluation teacher gave the comment, "The skills are still too jerky, but the layout is full of aura, it is a good seedling." ”

This award and comment is an encouragement to Teacher Xiao Chen, telling her that her stage should be very vast, if not the sky is the sea, not the current ...... Small classroom, facing a large bunch of runny little guys.

"Hehe, Mr. Chen, you are so beautiful, more beautiful than my mother, wow, you smell good and fragrant." Liu Yijie, the little chubby dun, snorted his nose and said to Teacher Chen with a smile.

Teacher Xiao Chen glared at him, "Who taught you these words?" ”

Little Fat Dun was stunned for a moment, and immediately said deflated: "My father taught him, he said that you won't be angry if I say this......"

"Why should I be angry?" Teacher Xiao Chen looked at the little chubby dun with a smile and gently twisted his little face with his hand.

Chubby Dun grimaced, "Because I didn't finish my homework." ”

"Then why don't you finish your homework?"

"I, I-I forgot to watch TV."

"Then did you forget to eat last night?"

Little Chubby scratched his head and wiped his snot that was about to drip down again, "No, I ate a big chicken leg last night, and my mother boiled me a big egg......"

"Alas, in the future, you remember, you don't eat until you finish your homework, so that you won't forget to do your homework again." Teacher Xiao Chen still said to him with a smile.

Little Fat Dun reluctantly glanced at the little red flowers on the table, and knew that there was no more play of his own, and only the children who completed their homework had little red flowers to wear.

Little Fat Dun got off the podium, and watched the other children happily take the sketches and line up to wait for Teacher Chen to send a little red flower, he didn't want to mention how sad he was, and then he saw Zhao Bao'er at the same table.

In the past, Zhao Baoer was very active in handing in her homework, but today she has not moved.

Xiao Chubby Dun felt strange, so he swaggered back to his seat and said to Zhao Bao'er, "Why don't you hand in your homework?" Is it like me who didn't draw a big cat? ”

Zhao Baoer shook her little head.

Little Fat Dun snorted, wiped it casually with his cuffs, and said, "Then you can hand it over quickly, and if you hand it over, you will have a little red flower to take." ”

Zhao Baoer still shook her head.

Chen Jiaming, who was sitting in the front row, turned back to Bao'er at this time and said, "Bao'er, what about your homework, let's go and make friends together?" ”

Zhao Bao'er suddenly became sad, her eyes turned red, "I, my homework ......"

Chen Jiaming was curious, "What's wrong with your homework?" ”

Little Fat Dun's eyes rolled, "I'll help her take a look-" As he spoke, he started to rummage through Zhao Bao'er's schoolbag.

Zhao Bao'er wanted to stop it too late, but she saw Xiao Chubby snorting, stuffing her hand into her schoolbag, and quickly found a stack of sketches.

And then—

"Oh, Mom!" The little chubby dun was so frightened that he squatted on the ground and cried.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Hearing the cry, Teacher Xiao Chen hurried over, but saw that Xiao Chubundun's face was pale, and he was still sitting on the ground wiping his tears, and the other children around him were staring at the pile of drawings on the ground with wide eyes, their faces full of fear.

Those drawings are tigers, some standing, lying on their stomachs, and jumping up, and the tigers are lifelike and hideous and terrifying.

Teacher Xiao Chen finally coaxed Xiao Chubby Dun, asked what happened, couldn't help but be curious, took those drawings in his hand and looked at them, only to see that the colorful tigers on them were really ...... It's so realistic.

Teacher Xiao Chen has always been arrogant, thinking that she has a high artistic talent, but she has to admit that she can't paint this kind of tiger in front of her, in her opinion, only that kind of super painter, or authentic Chinese painting master can be so profound, painting such a perfect brush.

So Teacher Xiao Chen was very curious and asked Bao'er, "Who helped you draw this?" ”

Bao'er blinked her eyes wide, and said a little timidly, "Little uncle." ”

"Uncle? How old is he, thirty, or forty" Teacher Xiao Chen looked at Bao'er's small appearance, and tried to compress and compress the age of this "little uncle".

Bao'er glanced at the teacher: "It seems to be ...... It's about the same as you. ”

Teacher Xiao Chen: "......"

Unbelievable.

Could it be a legendary genius? Otherwise, how could such a profound painting be painted at such an age?

"Ahem, what does your uncle do?" Teacher Xiao Chen tried his best to stabilize his feelings, and guessed that this little uncle might be an art tutor or art professor at which university, and he must visit him when he has time.

Bao'er tilted her little head and pouted pitifully at the teacher: "He eats white rice." ”

"What?" Teacher Xiao Chen was stunned.

"My dad said he didn't work because he just ate, he couldn't find a job, he would only eat rice." Bao'er lowered her head after speaking. Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of these words, it seemed that every time her uncle heard it, she was very sad.

The speaker was unintentional, Bao'er just said the truth, but her words directly destroyed Teacher Xiao Chen's outlook on life.

She was arrogant and always thought that she had no talent, and she was wronged in such a small kindergarten. One day, she will spread her wings and fly high, the sea and the sky.

Even, she had the intention of changing jobs for a long time, and she was also teaching one day at a time here, and she never paid attention to it.

But now, Bao'er's words hit her deeply, and people who are ten times better than themselves are still eating out for lunch and can't find a job. This society is too cruel and the pressure of competition is too great.

Fortunately, I am a woman, and I am fortunate that I have found this job.

Teacher Xiao Chen began to be grateful, looking at the snotty children in front of her, and suddenly felt that they were so cute.

In the end, Zhao Bao'er got a little red flower, and it was the largest in the class, which was specially sent to her by Teacher Xiao Chen, because Teacher Xiao Chen rated the painting brought by Bao'er as the first, and also glued it to the board newspaper.

Bao'er wore a little red flower on her chest and was proud, and she didn't look like she was crying before.

Little Chubby Dun was still afraid, he didn't dare to touch the sticky tigers with his fingers, for fear that they would bite his hands.

The other children laughed at him for being a coward, but none of them dared to touch it, because the tigers were so scary.

Seeing this, Chen Jiaming's child secretly stuffed a lollipop to Bao'er, and then said, "Bao'er, can your uncle lend it to me?" ”

"What are you borrowing my little uncle for?"

"Let him help draw a big tiger."

"What do you do with a tiger?"

"Scare my dad."

"Why did you scare your dad?"

"My dad beat my mom."

"Why did he beat your mother?" Bao'er crooked her little brain, a little confused.

Chen Jiaming scratched his head and said, "I don't know...... He always rode on my mom in the middle of the night, and my mom was like, 'I'm going to die, I'm going to die,' and ......"

Bao'er thought for a while, then returned the lollipop to Chen Jiaming and said, "Your mother is dying, I can't ask for your lollipop anymore - I'll ask my uncle to draw you the biggest one." ”

"Hee-hee." Chen Jiaming smiled.