"Mommy! Are you really going to send me to kindergarten? I'm telling you, you'll regret it if you send me there! "There was a milky childish voice outside the woman's bedroom door.

Asa Zike sat up suddenly, rubbed his messy hair, hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door, only to see a three-year-old little milk bag standing at the door with a puffed shoulder, and the little meat hand pinched his waist and looked at the woman with an unhappy face.

Asa Zike squatted down and pinched the boy's fleshy little face and smiled: "My buns are so cute, why don't you go to kindergarten?" ”

Ink Baozi opened his big eyes, his long and dense eyelashes were fluttering, his pupils were black and shiny like bright stars, and he hummed unhappily: "Mommy, your son is really not suitable for going to kindergarten, it will cause you trouble!" ”

Asa Zi Ke lovingly scratched the small nose bridge of the bun and said, "Then let the trouble come more violently!" Go get dressed, I taught you yesterday! I'll make you breakfast, and we'll go to kindergarten after dinner. ”

The little guy was in a hurry, and his calves followed behind the woman: "Mommy! You'll really regret it, I promise: I'll be blasted out by the kindergarten teacher less than an hour after I went in! ”

Asakko Ke chuckled, turned around and rubbed the head of the ink bun and said, "Blow you out, then Mommy will send you in!" Okay, get dressed, don't be late for the first day of school! ”

Ink Baozi glared at the woman angrily: Don't believe it? Wait and see!

The little one went back to his room, stood in front of the mirror, and after thinking about it, he swaggered out of the room and came to the dining table with great difficulty.

Asa Zike set up the breakfast and glanced at the ink bun standing next to him, the little guy was dressed in dark blue bib pants, a pair of khaki high-top boots, with round frames, extremely cute.

Asa Zike's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Oh my God, why are my buns so cute!" ”

Saying that, the woman couldn't help but squat down and kiss the little guy's face, and Mo Baozi wiped her face in disgust and said, "My vision is too good, I can't do it..... I am hungry! ”

"Then come and eat, Mommy made you your favorite hash brown."

Mo Baozi sat on the children's chair and reminded in a muffled voice: "Mommy, my name is Mo Yechen, not Baozi!" ”

"This fleshy little face is like a bun, and people want to take a bite of it...... How cute the name is Baozi. ”

The little guy ignored it directly, and took a big bite of the potato cake in the bowl, very depressed!

After everything was cleaned up, Asa Zike led the ink bun to the nearby kindergarten, the environment here is very good, the transportation is also very convenient, it is very convenient for her to pick up and drop off the bun from work.

Along the way, many people's eyes were attracted by the small figure, and Qianzi Ke happily raised her chin slightly: her son will always be her pride, no way, her son is too cute and handsome, and the return rate is always one hundred percent!

Coming to the entrance of the kindergarten, the crowded children and adults lined up in the hall one by one to enter the class, and Asa Zike took the small hand of the bun and came forward to report.

Ink Bunzi looked around, looking at the walls full of SpongeBob SquarePants and Pleasant Goat, and his little face couldn't help but pull down: This is the kindergarten?!

Coming to the door of the classroom, many children can't adapt to leaving their parents, crying and shouting for their parents to accompany them, Asako squatted down to the ink bun and commanded: "Baozi, in the kindergarten to listen to the teacher's words, can't be naughty and mischievous know?" Waiting for Mommy to pick you up at school after school, can't ......"

"Mommy, you don't have to say it! You can say it once a day on average, three hundred and sixty-five times a year, and even if my head is bad enough to make me memorize it like a stream! You hurry up and go to work, don't send it! ”

As he spoke, the little guy stepped into the classroom in displeasure, looking at the decoration in the classroom, and his little face had a black line.

Many parents waited eagerly outside the classroom, and the teacher finally calmed all the children, and when they sat in the classroom, the ink bun swept around, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a few babies who were still sobbing.

Ink Bun smiled evilly, shook the small bench and said, "Ouch, your daddy and mommy don't want you~"

As soon as these words came out, the babies, who had finally quieted down, cried again.

[The author has something to say: Happy National Day, everyone...... The storyline has developed to the present, and Ben Da just wants to say: don't give up if you hate it, please continue if you like it! Tomorrow will continue to update, good night everyone~]