Zhang Mingyu was woken up by a hurried phone ringing.

On the phone, it was the usual crisp voice of Mr. Yao of No. 3 Middle School,

"Mingyu, have you made arrangements over there?"

Mr. Yao is really a cautious principal, he is afraid that the 50th anniversary of the third middle school will be cold, he is the principal, of course the first person responsible, and he is also afraid that the teachers and students of the third middle school will see his jokes.

"Teacher Yao, don't worry, the preparations must be done thoroughly, prepare some nameplates to be placed on the rostrum, please print the names of Mayor Jiang Guoqing, Vice Mayor Liu Huimin and Secretary-General Cui Mingyan, and wait for my notice to change them temporarily."

The nameplate is a triangular plastic shelf, and the printed name can be inserted directly into it.

Teacher Yao didn't react for a moment, he exclaimed,

"Mingyu, I heard you right! Are you saying that Mayor Jiang is coming? ”

"Yes! When the time comes, Mayor Jiang will temporarily change the route to the venue on the way to Mulan Lake, remember, Mr. Yao, you can't change your name if you don't hear my notice. ”

Zhang Mingyu should teach face-to-face.

"Mingyu, if you do this, it really makes the school celebration shine and makes my face shine as a principal!"

"Mr. Yao, this is my business, not to mention, I am also a member of the school celebration organizing committee. As for the leaders of the Chuanshui District, the names of the Standing Committee and several deputy district heads were also printed and placed on the rostrum. Teacher Yao, pay attention, this is also confidential, you can't reveal a word. ”

"Of course, Mingyu, thank you, I knew you had a way, I didn't misread you."

Teacher Yao said affectionately.

"Teacher Yao, it's just that in this way, will Secretary Li of the district party committee think that we are kidnapping them to participate in the school celebration!"

Teacher Yao showed his original unruly appearance at this time, and said,

"Hmph, I'm afraid of a dick, I'm going to die in the sky, I won't die for thousands of years, who called Lao Li They look down on people one by one, we sincerely invite, the mouth is broken, they don't dick us."

"Teacher Yao, I just saw your shadow more than ten years ago. What you say is not rough, let's explain it later. ”

Zhang Mingyu said.

Teacher Yao laughed when he heard this,

"Mingyu, but don't worry, Mayor Jiang is here, they will weigh it more or less, no matter what, you and Mayor Jiang are good friends, I am your teacher, they shouldn't make me too uncomfortable, speaking of which, Mayor Jiang Guoqing also has to call me Teacher Yao."

"Mr. Yao, there is another point I must emphasize, that is, today's celebration must be concise and atmospheric, not like the celebration ceremony in the society, it is a lady of etiquette and a model team, let me tell you, Mayor Jiang Guoqing doesn't like extravagance and waste!"

In this way, Mr. Yao happily went to work. Zhang Mingyu looked at the time, it was only half past six in the morning.

Wang Bingqian asked in a daze,

"Mom Zhang, who's calling?"

In a word, it made Zhang Mingyu laugh more than once.

Zhang Mingyu finished laughing, pulled Wang Bingqian up, and said,

"Madam, it's rare for us to go together today, don't want Dad to send the children, let's go hard, let's meet Yu Fei and Brother Fan."

The two washed and dressed up, Zhang Mingyu wore a suit and leather shoes, Wang Bingqian wore a high-end skirt, and the two went to school with their children.

Peggy and Peihuan were overjoyed to see their parents walking with them, and the two little babies chirped and chattered non-stop.

Peihuan asked her mother,

"Mom, I saw a note you wrote to Dad, and it still said, I want Dad, to remember 54321, Dad, are these numbers so difficult to remember?"

Wang Bingqian responded embarrassedly,

"Baby, your dad has been getting too forgetful lately, so mom reminded him."

After speaking, Wang Bingqian glared at Zhang Mingyu for a long time.

Before entering the school gate, I kept kissing my parents' faces and got out of the car with a happy face.

When Wang Bingqian saw this situation, her eyes were full of tears, and she whispered to Zhang Mingyu,

"Husband, if I have time in the future, I will spend more time with the children. I owe them so much! ”

"Yes, Qianqian, I also feel that I am too busy during this time, and I owe them something."

Zhang Mingyu knows in his heart that as a parent, everyone hopes that their children can live happily, and what other children have, their own children can not say that they have better, at least they can't lack it. As long as the child is happy, no matter how hard and tired he is, he will feel happy, this is the love of parents for their children.

As the saying goes, people go to high places, and water flows to low places.

This kind of feeling is great, but there is a kind of love that is even greater, that is, to let children develop a positive and optimistic character, the quality of hard work, and the ability to pursue happiness. That's where the responsibility of parents comes in.

"Qianqian, we often interact with the children, but we don't arrange everything."

"Husband, on this point, I agree with you, a person has no own pursuit, no own efforts, will not feel the value of his life, and will live a very empty life for the rest of his life,"

Zhang Mingyu said with great emotion,

"We can't take everything for our children and make them parasites. If we do everything, then the children, like those rich second generation, will be mentally empty, when they lose the motivation to work hard, they will inevitably pursue something that can temporarily paralyze their spirits, such as drinking and playing, but in doing so, they are temporarily comforted, and then they are even more empty, forming a vicious circle. ”

Wang Bingqian echoed,

"Husband, the greatest wealth we leave to our children is not our status and money, but our precious character, which is the wealth that our children will use for a lifetime. Although we now provide a better life for our children and do not owe our children anything in this regard, husband, if we do not let our children have precious qualities, such as sincerity, conscience, autonomy, respect, responsibility, etc., we really owe our children. ”

"Qianqian, so don't let the children see the kind of 54321 meaty talk in the future. If we really want our children to live happily, then we should look farther and farther away. ”

"Okay, husband, I won't dare to do it again. But, husband, your deceitful lie is also a bit illogical. Wang Bingqian knew that she was at a loss, and hurriedly said.

Zhang Mingyu glared at Wang Bingqian, and said with a smile,

"Wife, this is a white lie, but next time I have to pay attention, this kind of talk should not appear in front of the children."

The husband and wife chatted while walking, and soon arrived at the Jiangcheng Oriental Hotel.

Zhang Mingyu saw that at the spacious entrance of the Oriental Hotel, there were already three cars parked there, ready to go.

One car is Yu Fei's special car, and the other two are gifts from Yuhong Huitian Technology Co., Ltd. to Chuanshui No. 3 Middle School, a van and a car, and the driver is also on standby.

Yu Fei, Fan Muyang and Ji Ziling came out of the Oriental Hotel, followed the pre-agreed path, and set off on time at eight o'clock.

The Oriental Hotel is not far from the Wukou Railway Station in Jiangcheng, a fast passage connecting Chuanshui and Jiangcheng City, which has been completed ahead of schedule and opened to traffic in the general layout of Jiangcheng urban planning.

According to Zhang Mingyu's estimate, from the Oriental Hotel to Chuanshui No. 3 Middle School, if the traffic conditions on the road are good, it should be more than one hour to rush to No. 3 Middle School.

Even if the traffic is bad, an hour and a half is more than enough.

At this time, the Yuhong Mulan bus of the Jiangcheng City Government also set off from the Jiangcheng City Government compound to the Chuanshui District to inspect the environment of Mulan Lake, the lives of the people in the old area and the planning of the Mulan Scenic Area.

Another venue, the celebration site of Chuanshui No. 3 Middle School, a simple and elegant fifty celebration ceremony, is about to kick off.

It is like an unveiled bride, waiting for the arrival of her honored guests.