Ge Feifei's father came out of the room.

Ge Feifei sat down at the table and discussed renting a house with his parents......

Qin Nanqian called Ge Feifei and said that he was going on a business trip, so that Ge Feifei could stay at home with peace of mind.

A week later. Ge Feifei successfully handled the loan procedures. Qin Nanqian took Ge Feifei back to his residence in Kunxi Garden.

Ge Feifei went to bed early and got up early, dressed up, and went to work in kindergarten. Fan Yinshuang also arrived at kindergarten early.

Some of the children who have just entered the school are crying non-stop. Ge Feifei and Fan Yinshuang naturally joined the ranks of coaxing the children......

Midday. Put all the children to sleep, Fan Yinshuang and Ge Feifei went to the door of the classroom to breathe.

"I thought my job was to stand in front of the children and teach them to sing and dance. Fei Fei. It's not easy to be a kindergarten teacher. ”

Ge Feifei smiled.

"It's good to get used to it. You go eat first. ”

"Then you're welcome." Fan Yinshuang went first.

Ge Feifei turned back to the classroom and pulled the sheets for the children who kicked off the quilts.

An hour later, Fan Yinshuang came back to replace Ge Feifei for dinner.

Ge Feifei passed by the kindergarten principal's office and saw Qin Nanqian laughing with the principal in the principal's office, waving to Qin Nanqian.

Qin Nanqian came out of the principal's office and walked in front of Ge Feifei: "I'll come to see you." My aunt said, you are very good. ”

Ge Feifei couldn't help but smile.

"You really know how to get close, save all the words of your aunt. No wonder the director was coaxed by you. Have you eaten? ”

"I don't eat it. I still have to go to a meeting. You may have to go home later in the evening. If you're tired and take an early rest, don't wait for me. Qin Nanqian hugged Ge Feifei and walked out of the kindergarten quickly.

Ge Feifei went to eat.

Fan Yinshuang, who was standing at the door of the classroom in the distance, saw Qin Nanqian leaving, and her heart became heavy.

A little boy got up.

"Teacher! I'm going to poop! ”

Fan Yinshuang glared back at the little boy in disgust. The little boy was so crying that he couldn't do it.

If the child continues to cry, it will attract the attention of the principal.

Fan Yinshuang is the first day of work, and if she is complained by her parents tomorrow, she will lose her job, so she has to take the little boy to the bathroom.

The little boy squatted for a long time.

Fan Yinshuang was impatient: "Okay, okay?" ”

The little boy farts, "Okay."

Fan Yinshuang helped the little boy lift his pants. The little boy ran to pinch the faces of other children. The three children were pinched and cried.

Fan Yinshuang was annoyed and reached out to hit the little boy's hand. The little boy cried louder.

Grossy Frost is coming.

Fan Yinshuang complained: "This kid is the worst. pinching and crying others, you cry the most fiercely. It's really untutored. ”

Gesfrost went to the little boy: "Tell the teacher." Why are you pinching other children? Sleep at noon. In the afternoon, I have the strength to play. ”

The little boy was still crying at the top of his lungs. The pinched child also cried loudly with the little boy.

Fan Yinshuang asked Ge Feifei: "What should I do?"

Ge Feifei took the little boy to the corner, squatted down and said to the little boy: "If you don't cry the hardest, you won't be punished." In kindergarten, if you do something wrong, you have to stay here until you admit it. You won't be able to play with other friends. ”

The little boy twisted his head.

Ge Feifei also ignored the little boy and went to assist Fan Yinshuang to coax other crying children.

The little boy cried a few more times, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he kicked the chair with his foot.

Fan Yinshuang wanted to scold the little boy.

Ge Feifei persuaded Fan Yinshuang: "He is spoiled by his family. He had to be made aware that he had done something wrong. ”。

Half an hour passed. The little boy felt useless: "Teacher. I was wrong. ”