The small appearance of the ginger rolls, the fans in the live broadcast room seem to like it very much, she eats lotus root noodles with a spoon, and they all watch it with relish.

Ning Yun wanted to feed her, but she was refused.

Like a little adult, she said with a serious face: "Mom, I can do it myself." ”

After saying that, she held the spoon and felt a little strained.

The hands are too small, and the strength is not enough, and sometimes if you hold a movement for a long time, it will be sore.

No wonder children don't want to eat on their own.

Ginger rolls ate so ...... for the first live broadcast Suffering.

It's only mid-June now, and the original owner used to study in a kindergarten near Jiang's house, but because she moved away, Ning Yun decided to find another kindergarten near her because she could take care of her conveniently.

But it's summer vacation soon, and she doesn't plan to let Ginger Roll go now.

The next day, she knocked on the neighbor's door with ginger rolls.

Qiao's mother opened the door and saw that it was them, she was very welcome: "Come in~"

Ning Yun said with some embarrassment: "I won't go in, that's the case, I'm going to do something today, the matter of the nanny at home before, and the matter of the kindergarten, I don't have time to take care of my daughter, can I ask you to help take care of it?" ”

Afraid that Qiao's mother would not agree, Ning Yun also specially added, "She is very well-behaved and won't cry." ”

Qiao's mother also has children, and she is quite good at dealing with children: "It's okay, you go and do your job, everyone is a neighbor, what's polite." ”

Ning Yun thanked him again before instructing Jiang Juan: "Juanjuan, mom is gone, you are fine, don't make trouble, you know?" ”

Jiang Juan nodded, Ning Yun took out another handful of candy, stuffed it into her clothes pocket, and said, "Share it with my brother." ”

Qiao's mother smiled: "It's too polite." ”

After Ning Yun left, Qiao's mother stretched out her hand towards the ginger roll.

After Jiang Juan stretched out his little hand, Qiao's mother asked, "Your name is Juan Juan?" What is the full name? How old are you? ”

Jiang Roll had a clear mind and replied: "Jiang Roll, four years old." ”

The little girl wore a short-sleeved blouse with a round neck and a strawberry pattern on the clothes, and the pants were also small shorts, revealing two white and tender calves, her hair was combed into a double ponytail, and she had big eyes, as if she could talk.

Qiao's mother liked it so much that she asked her to sit down on the sofa and squeezed her a glass of orange juice.

In a small cup, the ginger roll is easy to take, and I drink it one by one.

Seeing that she really didn't cry or make trouble, and she could be quiet with a cup of juice, Qiao's mother thought of her son, who was also the lord of peace, but it was too quiet and she didn't even talk much.

"If you are four years old, my family Qiao Shu is two years older than you, and you can call him brother if you want to roll up."

It's called Qiao Shu.

Jiang Juan silently wrote it down.

After drinking the juice, Jiang Juan asked Qiao's mother: "Then where is Brother Qiao Shu?" ”

Looks like I want to play with him.

Qiao's mother was a little hesitant, thinking of Qiao Shu's special situation, and he usually didn't like to play with other children, maybe she snubbed the ginger roll and made the ginger roll cry.

But he selfishly wanted Jiang Juan to get along with him.

Ginger Roll looks like Little Sun, it should be fine.

"In the room, are you going to play with him?"

Ginger Roll nodded earnestly.

Qiao's mother took her to the door of Qiao Shu's room, opened the door a crack, and whispered to her: "Brother Qiao Shu is inside, you go in, there is something to call Auntie." ”

Jiang Roll slowly pushed the door open, and after entering, closed the door again.

The little boy sat by the window.

Obviously it was bright outside, he didn't open the curtains, the room was very dark, he turned on the lamp, sat on the chair and read a book.