Qin Yan looked at the whole class of crying children in a stunned manner, he couldn't understand that the little ones who were busy playing with toys in the class with a strong interest before breakfast, after breakfast, after looking around and couldn't find their parents, grandparents, and grandparents, they pouted and cried one after another. At first, the few who cried were still very quiet, but then there were more children who cried, and it seemed that everyone was not afraid, so they let go of their voices one by one and began to cry.

Qin Yan, who was drowned in the cries of more than thirty children, was about to explode in his head.

God, can I keep their mouths shut? No, no, Lao Bai said, you can't use spells, you have to be an ordinary child, yes, be an ordinary child. That...... Am I going to cry with them now?

Qin Yan pursed his lips hard, trying to make a sound similar to a cry. But as soon as he shouted a "Ah......", he met a pair of eyes as calm as water. Qin Yan stopped his meaningless movements and turned to look at the owner in his eyes seriously.

This is a long and unusually white little girl, her hair is not long or short and is simply tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, her small mouth is slightly upturned in a good-looking posture, her nose is a little collapsed, but it is not ugly, her eyes are not big or small, but she exudes a mature and unusual calmness. Yes, what can be seen from her eyes is definitely maturity, which is something that Qin Yan is very sure of.

The little girl saw that Qin Yan no longer pretended to cry, but stared at her carefully. I couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. She raised the smile on her face and looked at Qin Yan with an inquiring gaze, but Qin Yan, who was three and a half years old, looked quieter than other children on the surface, but could no longer find other impurities in her pure eyes.

Five minutes later, looking at the two teachers in the class who were busy coaxing the children, Qin Yan quietly got up and walked to the little boy next door, he patted the little boy on the shoulder, pointed to his position again, and then whispered in his ear: "Sit over there." ”

The lively little boy who was crying was stunned for a moment, looked at Qin Yan in confusion with a small face with teardrops, and then looked at his location, but he didn't understand what Qin Yan meant for a while.

When Qin Yan saw him sitting still, his eyes immediately widened, and he roared viciously: "Let you sit there, do you understand?" ”

Seeing Qin Yan's fierce appearance, the little boy was frightened and had just stopped crying, and howled "wow" again, and at the same time ran towards Qin Yan's seat while crying.

Qin Yan sat down satisfied, looked at the little girl next to him who had been watching the show all along, and said, "Think it's fun?" ”

The little girl smiled and leaned towards Qin Yan's side, "You don't pretend to cry?" ”

The little girl deliberately accentuated the word "pretend" when she spoke, but Qin Yan didn't care, pointed at her and said, "Didn't you cry too?" ”

"I don't like to cry"

"Me too"

"What's your name?"

"Qin Yan, what about you?"

"Warm."

In this way, on the first day of kindergarten, Qin Yan finally stopped feeling bored and met an interesting little friend, warm. Intuitively, Wen Wen must be a person with a story, but now because the two have just met, Wen Wen, who is very vigilant, does not tell Qin Yan everything. But it doesn't matter, Qin Yan's curiosity is not strong, in his pile of children who are bored and about to go crazy, he just needs a friend who can talk, and the warmth is just right.

When he went to bed at noon, Qin Yan's bed happened to be next to the warmth, and the two of them slept on the small pitiful wooden bed with their heads on top of their heads.

The two teachers, who were tired all morning, couldn't completely coax these crying bear children, and now it's time to go to bed, and they are clamoring to find their mother to sleep again. Looking at the two teachers who were still wiping their sweat in the air-conditioned room, Qin Yan was really tired for the two of them.

"You say, what is wrong to do, you have to be a kindergarten teacher? How tired! ”

"It's just a few days of tiredness at the beginning of school, and the teachers know that when everyone gets used to it in the future, they won't cry like this."

"Huh? How do you know? ”

"I know a lot."

"For example......"

"For example, you should go to bed now, otherwise you will be the next one to be coaxed by the teacher."

"Boring,"

“......”

"Warm?"

“......”

"Really asleep?"

Qin Yan turned over and lay on the bed, leaning his neck to look at the warmth, but saw that the little girl had closed her eyes, and the sound of even breathing came and went.

Alas! Qin Yan buried her head in the pillow in frustration, in such a noisy atmosphere, she could actually sleep?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the noisy and irritable day finally passed.

Looking at the parents queuing up at the door to pick up their children, Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and he could finally go home and be quiet for a while.

"Qin Yan, your mother is here."

Hearing the teacher's shout, Qin Yan stood up from his seat. When he saw Bai Xiaoou's bright eyes with anticipation, Qin Yan shook his calves and quickly threw himself into her arms.

"Mother Qin Yan, do you know? Qin Yan is one of the only two children in our class who didn't cry today, but he is well-behaved. Oh, warm mother, you warm and warm didn't cry today, the thirty-eight children in the class, just the two of them are the quietest and most well-behaved. ”

Hearing the teacher call warm mother, Qin Yan raised his head from Bai Xiaoou's arms and looked at a middle-aged woman next to him who was holding Wen Wen in his arms.

Unexpectedly, the warm mother turned out to be very old, at least compared to Bai Xiaoou, at least one round older. In addition, her mother's dull yellow skin and noticeable dark circles under her eyes showed her anxiety and poor sleep. With such an age, coupled with mediocre facial features, I really can't see that she is similar to Wen Wen.

Perhaps, the warmth was adopted by her? Well, there is such a possibility.

Qin Yan, who was carefully looking at his warm mother, suddenly felt a beam of unkind eyes. He looked down, and Warm was squinting at him to warn him not to explore her mother.

Qin Yan grinned and showed a sly smile at Wen Wen, then walked over and patted her mother's arm, "Hello Auntie, my name is Qin Yan, I am good friends with Wen Wen, can you add my mother's WeChat?" In this way, when I am not in kindergarten, I can also talk to Wenxin. ”

Bai Xiaoou looked at Qin Yan in surprise, it was only the first day of school, and he hooked up with a little girl? Give back to the mother to WeChat? Son, where did you learn this?

Compared with Bai Xiaoou's surprise, the warm mother was much calmer, she looked at Bai Xiaoou with envy, and said sincerely: "Your son is not only handsome, but also so smart, you are really happy." ”

Bai Xiaoou can't stand the praise of others in her life, and when others praise her, she will immediately be unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and when she heard her warm mother say this, she hurriedly waved her hand and replied: "Wherever he is, he will look average and have average intelligence." Or your daughter is beautiful, at first glance she is a quiet and sensible good child, and they all say that your daughter is her mother's intimate little padded jacket, and the older she is, the more she is with her parents, so you have to be happier than me. ”

The daughter is the mother's intimate little padded jacket, what about the son? Are they cotton pants? Or is it compassionate?

Qin Yan was very puzzled by Bai Xiaoou's statement, as if he would not be close to her in the future, what kind of logic is this?

The two adults walked aside, added WeChat to each other, and left a phone number, in this gap, Wen Wen said to Qin Yan with a serious face, "What do you want my mother to do on WeChat?" ”

"I'm so good to chat with you when I'm bored, or I can come to you when you have something."

"I've got something to do, you little kid can't help."

"Not necessarily, huh? Who do you say? Can you be bigger than me? ”

"I'm much older than you."

"What do you mean?"

“.......”