It's a really sad thing.

Jiang Juan doesn't hate children, but that doesn't mean she just wants to go to school every day to play with them and learn what she knows perfectly.

It's better to build blocks on Qiao Shu's side.

But Qiao Shu probably wished she went to kindergarten.

Sure enough, Qiao Shu let out a very flat sigh, and there was no reaction at all.

Yes, children.

What else can be done.

In addition, Qiao Shu doesn't like her very much.

But that's okay, she's still afraid that if she doesn't come, Qiao Shu will feel lost.

Early the next morning, the ginger roll was sent to kindergarten.

In the new kindergarten, she doesn't know anyone, and everyone doesn't like to play with strange children.

It wasn't until Jiang Juan wrote out everything from one to one hundred in one breath, and the teacher praised her in front of everyone and rewarded a little red flower, that everyone's eyes fell on her.

There was a deep worship in his eyes.

Ginger Roll, who has always been confident, is not proud at all this time.

Especially in the live broadcast room, so many people watched her live broadcast and wrote one to one hundred.

The good thing is that after class, some children give cakes to eat.

She seemed to feel it a little bit and was happy.

Hey, that's still the case.

So, the people in the whole live broadcast room, plus 99, who has now become an old father, watched the ginger roll eat the cake given by the real child without guilt, and looked happy.

What a defeat for her!

Qiao Shu subconsciously put the quilt on the carpet, and quickly reacted, Jiang Juan said yesterday that she was going to kindergarten and would not come today.

I struggled to be carried back by the quilt.

There was still her smell on the quilt, a faint smell of peach.

Qiao Shu felt empty in his heart.

In the afternoon, Jiang Juan came back from kindergarten, Qiao Shu opened the curtain and looked outside, and saw Ning Yun holding her small schoolbag, Jiang Juan still had something on his head, red, she looked very happy, and said something to her mother.

He watched until they were gone.

After a while, Qiao's mother came in and said to Qiao Shu: "Xiaoshu, the tutor will come to class tomorrow, and my mother will not be at home tomorrow, you remember to open the door." ”

Qiao Shu didn't nod this time, but asked his mother: "Mom, I want to ......"

Halfway through the sentence, I still didn't finish it.

He is different from normal people, he has known it since he was a child.

If you bump into it and catch a cold, it will make people worry and cause trouble.

And even if he wants to go to school now, it's not kindergarten.

Forget it.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to eat Coke chicken wings."

Qiao's mother thought it was something, after all, it was rare for a child to propose something.

"Okay, Mom let Auntie do it."

There are a lot of cola chicken wings tonight, and they are all stacked on the plate.

During this time, as long as the ginger rolls ate at Qiao's house, Qiao Shu didn't eat much.

No one grabbed it today, but he still didn't want to eat it.

The boy sat on the chair, holding chopsticks in a daze, his beautiful dark eyes were a little hollow, and his broken hair hung down made him very well-behaved, and he pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qiao's mother saw that he didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, so she called him: "Xiaoshu? What's wrong, isn't it comfortable? ”

Qiao Shu came back to his senses, picked up other dishes, and chewed slowly.

Then he shook his head and responded to Qiao's mother: "No, I'm fine." ”

After eating, taking a bath, going to bed.

Qiao Shu thought, a very normal and dull day, no different from before.

In the future, there will be no difference.