On Children's Day on June 1, Zhou Jiao got up early, and after washing, she spent a lot of time tidying up her appearance, and waited to put on the clothes she prepared last night, it was not early.

Lin Lishan was amused when she saw her daughter's cautious appearance. took the kettle bag prepared by Aunt Chen, and helped her daughter to follow behind her husband and son-in-law.

Not far from the door of the house, Mrs. Cheng, who was dressed in formal clothes, had been waiting there for a long time, and when she saw them coming back, she couldn't help but complain that they were really grinding.

What day is it?

Why is the grand moment when their little peace is the newspaper clerk so inappropriate?

Walking in the compound, Zhou Jiao suddenly found that many parents who were on vacation took their children out, and secretly congratulated themselves that they went home early last night, otherwise they would not be able to catch up with their son.

Compared with previous years, several kindergartens jointly celebrated Happy Children's Day this time, and the event was arranged at an opera house in the city.

Before arriving at the entrance of the theater, I saw two rows of innocent and lively children standing at the entrance and exit, waving wreaths in their hands and shouting welcome speeches.

Because of her identity, Zhou Jiao accompanied Mrs. Cheng, her mother and Zhang Guoqing to get out of the car first, leaving her father alone to take the orderlies to the special passage.

Zhou Xiaozheng looked at a few people who were walking away, pursed his lips, and let Xiao Wang set off. Or how can he say that he doesn't like to be accompanied by people in front of and behind him?

Every important anniversary, either absent or can only be glimpsed.

Entering the theater, Zhang Guoqing looked at the children running around, which was really a bit big. He was worried that some naughty egg would accidentally hit his daughter-in-law in the stomach.

The three of them hugged Zhou Jiao in the middle and walked to the gathering point of Ping'an Kindergarten, and sure enough, they saw that the child was looking at the passage with his head probed.

Zhang Guoqing immediately smiled and showed his teeth when he saw it, waving his hands. If it weren't for public, worried about embarrassing the child, he couldn't wait to open his voice and shout at his son.

At this time, with Zhang Guoqing's movements, the old lady, Lin Lishan and Zhou Jiao all saw peace, and everyone hurriedly walked forward.

The white and tender face was smeared with two red Xiao Ping'an, who was wearing a small military uniform at the moment, with a belt around his waist and a small military hat, and he saw them coming with a tense face, and immediately showed a bright smile.

Seeing his son's heroic immature face, handsome facial features, and military uniform, he is so handsome. Zhou Jiao secretly praised her son.

In less than ten years, her family, the "little fresh meat" who inherited all the excellent genes of her parents, will definitely inherit the name of his grandfather's beautiful man.

Mrs. Cheng greeted several parents beside her in a reserved manner, listening to everyone's praise for the children, secretly happy in her heart, and a modest smile on her face.

On the side, Lin Lishan and Zhang Guoqing were happy, and they were not humble at all to accept the whole.

Zhou Jiao lowered her head and winked at her son secretly, and gave a thumbs up to compare quickly. Seeing her son's dazzling smile, she hurriedly signaled to be a little tighter.

- Let's play and play the same cool male type as grandpa. The gentle and considerate type, if a pair of pear vortices are exposed, there will not be too many rotten peach blossoms in the future!

When it was time for the show to officially start, Zhou Jiao followed everyone back to their seats, looked up and searched for a long time, and couldn't see if there was her father in those positions upstairs?

When Ping An appeared at the newspaper, he looked at his calm son and said fluently what he welcomed to the guest comrades without writing paper.

Zhou Jiao smiled at Zhang Guoqing. Her son seems to have the style of a general!

After Xiao Ping'an left, the whole theater once again came with warm applause, listening to those elderly parents praising their children, Zhang Guoqing was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

- His son, as long as he is given a starting point, without wings, he will soar into the sky.

The whole process of the children's performance, Zhang Guoqing didn't see it.

Even if there is a granddaughter who is said to be only seven or eight years old, he does not think that his son can stand there quietly playing the flute.

If this is paired with ancient costumes, a little taller, and an antique song, what jade son, what the most beautiful man in the capital is not worth mentioning.

Zhang Guoqing, who was holding a camera and following other parents around the stage to take pictures, waited for his son to appear, and his spirit was shocked, which was more effective than taking any big tonic pills.

When he finally came back to change the film, Zhou Jiao, who couldn't bear it, finally grabbed him. If you toss it again, today the father and son are famous.

Not to mention Zhou Jiao, it was upstairs that Zhou Xiaozheng looked at his son-in-law next to the stage below, and his eyes twitched. When this kid meets his daughter-in-law and his son, his IQ is always lacking!

He is an old man, I really don't know whether to be happy or worried?

But Mrs. Cheng was happy, she repeatedly told Zhang Guoqing to protect these films, she had to wash a few more copies and put them at home, and she was happy to look at it.

Now it's okay, plus a Lin Lishan, these three can be regarded as talking about the topic, and they have a good chat.

After the performance, when she could pick up her son, Zhou Jiao finally breathed a sigh of relief when she left the theater.

Seeing the trio who were still chatting with interest, she touched her big belly regretfully. It's a pity that she can't squat down, otherwise she would have told her son just now when she had the opportunity.

——These small arts, let's just play tickets, don't take the road of literary and artistic soldiers.

"I saw my grandfather just now, and I saw my grandfather and them."

Zhang Guoqing turned his head to look at the back: "Your grandfather came with us, and he should have left with them." ”

"Yes, my grandfather said he still has official duties and celebrates for me in the evening."

Lin Lishan looked at the children who were going to Lao Mo, restaurants, and parks in front of her, and couldn't bear to suggest: "Why don't we take you outside to play first?" ”

Ping An looked at his mother and shook his head sensibly: "My mother will be tired, take me next year." ”

Such a caring son, how can Zhou Jiao not love it?

She raised her arm and patted her son, and said with a smile: "Mom will go back first, and grandma and grandma will accompany you to eat ice cream, okay?" ”

"I still want to be with my mother."

Yes, accompany mom.

On this day, many of his friends were accompanied by his parents on June 1st, and he also had to accompany his parents. When the younger brothers come out, Mom and Dad will be divided into three parts.

No one knows Ping'an's thoughts.

His words made Mrs. Cheng rare for a while. So don't think that children don't know how to use tricks when they're young.

Together, everyone avoided the topic of unhappiness on a day like today.

Not everyone can live such a happy Juneteenth. In many places, children are under the difficult conditions of not having enough to eat, how can there be any Children's Day?

After going back, send the old lady back to her home to rest. Zhang Guoqing took out the gift prepared by Zhou Jiao in advance, stepped out of the compound with his son in his arms, and asked him to contact the real world outside.

- There is a place full of angels abandoned by God.

Standing at the door of the welfare home, Zhang Guoqing put down his son and led him inside.

He hopes that his son can understand through his big eyes where the world is hot and cold.