The entrance of New Oriental Kindergarten. An Xiaoqian waved goodbye to Butler Wu Bo with a small hand, and walked into the school with a small schoolbag on his back. As soon as An Xiaoqian returned to her seat, the little table mate next to her handed her a lollipop.

"For you, shallow."

"Thank you." An Xiaoqian happily took it, looked at the lollipop in his hand, sank for a long time, stretched out his little hand and touched his little head, and paused before turning to look at Yan Xiaoge: "Yan Xiaoge, can you give me a bigger lollipop next time?" ”

"Okay." Yan Xiaoge nodded and happily agreed.

"Hmm...... Preferably this big. An Xiaoqian waved two small ones and drew a big circle in the air, and then tilted his little head to look at him: "Do you have it?" ”

"Yes, there's such a big lollipop?" Yan Xiaoge was surprised, "I haven't seen it yet." ”

"Yes, yes." An Xiaoqian nodded seriously, she still saw her in the morning.

"W-Oh well." Yan Xiaoge was skeptical, and decided to ask his mother when he went home.

"Hey, Ansu shallow." A voice interjected.

"Huh?" An Suqian turned her head and called her the person who was sitting behind Yan Xiaoge who had a fight with her yesterday.

"Here's for you." Zhang Zizheng was also holding lollipops in his hand.

An Xiaoqian tilted her head and looked at the lollipop handed to her by Zhang Zizheng's little pot friend, puzzled. Yesterday, the two seemed to be fighting over lollipops......

"Well, shallow, I've thought about it, if you're willing to be my little sidekick, how about I promise to give you a lollipop every day?" An Suqian likes to eat lollipops so much, Zhang Zizheng thought that she would definitely agree, and Zhang Zizheng was happy that he had come up with such a good solution.

"Not good." The lollipop in his hand is not the taste she likes, An Xiaoqian's big eyes rolled, and he said slowly: "Unless ......"

"Unless what?" Zhang Zizheng's eyes that had just darkened brightened again.

"Unless, if you can give me a lollipop like this one every day, I'll think about it." An Xiaoqian waved his little hand and made a big circle in mid-air.

"How is this possible? There's no such lollipop, huh? And she also asked for such a big lollipop a day, where did he find it for her, the lollipop he handed to An Suqian or did he pester his mother to ask for more.

"Oh, then I won't be your little follower." There was no sugar and no discussion, An Xiaoqian turned around and sat back in his seat, leaving Zhang Zizheng alone holding the lollipop in his hand and thinking about how to get a lollipop as big as An Suqian said......

When it came to class, a very young teacher walked into the classroom, and An Xiaoqian's eyes lit up after seeing the teacher.

"Hello everyone, I am your drawing teacher." The young drawing teacher who came in was a beautiful man, in his 20s, with a slight smile on his face all the time, and he looked very sunny.

"Today, the teacher will give each of you a blank piece of paper, and then ask the students to draw three people on the paper, and you will give the drawn drawings to your parents when you come home from school."

"Students, what do your parents look like in your eyes? Is it serious? Cheerful? Or is it humorous? ”

"No matter what it looks like, your mom and dad must love you the most. Now, please ask your classmates to draw your favorite parents and little you. ”

An Xiaoqian sat upright, watching the young male teacher talking with his lips closed on the podium, and felt that this picture teacher was really good-looking, as for what the other students said, she didn't know at all......

An Xiaoqian poked on the white paper with a pencil, what do parents look like? Not...... She didn't know either.

An Xiaoqian raised his little head to look left and right, and saw that the classmates were all drawing seriously, rustling......

Well. With that, An Xiaoqian seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed, and he picked up the pencil again and rubbed and drew on the white paper. In less than a minute, An Xiaoqian put down the pencil, looked at the content of the painting and nodded with satisfaction, and raised his hand, "Teacher, I'm done." ”

"So fast?" The young male teacher soon walked towards her, looking at the little aunt in front of him, the male teacher reached out and touched her little head, giving her a 120,000 smile.

"Teacher, my name is An Suqian." An Xiaoqian squinted her eyes and enjoyed the male teacher's touch, and decided to introduce herself first.

"Well, shallow, hello." The young male teacher picked up her painting and could see that it was two people, one large and one small, to be precise, two people composed of various twists and turns and circles of different shapes. The head is a circle, the eyes are two circles, the nose and mouth are each in a circle, and even the hands and feet of the body are all composed of circles, and there are two banana-shaped circles on the head of a little person, which should be two small braids.

"Shallow, can you tell me about what you have drawn?"

"Okay. This is me. An Xiaoqian's small hand pointed towards the villain on the paper, and then pointed towards the larger "person": "This is Chenchen." ”

"Chenchen? Is she your mom? The young male teacher asked tentatively.

"It's not." An Xiaoqian shook his head.

"Is he your dad?"

"It's not." An Xiaoqian shook his head again, and pointed to the man on the paper, "He is Chenchen." ”

"So, what about the shallow parents?" The male teacher was curious. Who are the parents of the little girl in front of you? And who is this "Chenchen" on paper?

"Well, they're busy right now." An Xiaoqian thought for a while and added: "It's like a little uncle." ”

"Does Uncle mean this 'Chenchen'?"

An Xiaoqian shook his head, "Little uncle is little uncle, Chenchen is Chenchen." ”

……

Well, the young male teacher was confused, "What does that shallow mom and dad look like?" "Anyway, the theme of his class is also Mom and Dad.

An Xiaoqian blinked, thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"Poor boy." In the eyes of the young male teacher, An Xiaoqian's parents were so busy with work that they didn't even have time to see such a cute little daughter, and there was also a little uncle who was also very busy, and it was estimated that the number of times they met was also very few, so such a small and cute little girl was handed over to a person called "Chenchen" to raise.

And An Xiaoqian, who was felt very pitiful by the male teacher, blinked his big eyes, looked at the unknown look of the male teacher, and was a little entangled: This kind of look ...... What does that mean?

Later, this painting was included in the first page of "An Xiaoqian's Painting Collection" by the master of the Ling family......

(Dear readers, because it's the end of the period, Xiao Zhuo really can't update more, but Xiao Zhuo will definitely update a little more every day after the holiday next month, I hope that the relatives who support Xiao Zhuo will understand.) ）