Seeing that she kept writing translations, he got a little bored watching it, and he tried to ask, "Do you still need me to read the little prince to you?" I went back and asked Bruce if it was Pilote and not Pilete, I misremembered them, that's what the pilot meant. ”

If she knows her mistakes, she should not care about this matter.

In fact, Chi Jisong never cared about this matter, and she answered his words one by one: "I know, but I don't need you to read it for me." ”

"Why?!" The boy cried out, a little angry.

There is no need for him, there are other people, the whole kindergarten, who else knows French besides him!

"Because someone else read it to me."

Lo and behold, it was so, and she confessed.

"Who is it?"

"You don't know him." This is a fact, many people know her, but few people can recognize Chi Wei.

Qi Shuanglu's face was puffed up, in order to play with her, he hadn't played football with other people for a long time, she was fine, there were other children, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, his eyes began to become moist, "You can't do this." ”

"What?" Chi Jisong could hear that something was wrong with his voice.

"I only have one friend for you, you can't have other children." Douda's tears fell out, so he was not wronged.

"It's not." Chi Jisong pinched his face, his cheeks were pulled apart and turned into a frog's mouth, when she cried, Chi Wei would pull her face, and she didn't want to cry when she pulled it, and she also used this method to comfort Qi Shuanglu.

Sure enough, instead of crying, the boy asked her, "What's not?" ”

"He's not a child." Chi Wei is indeed not a child, he is an adult.

It's not a child, so who is it?

After a moment of silence, he thought of the woman who appeared in the kindergarten that day, and his eyes widened, "Okay, I forgive you." ”

Seeing that he stopped crying, she let go of her hand, "You can continue to teach me French too." ”

"She only reads to you, doesn't she teach you?"

"Hmm."

"Well, it's better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish."

He said the proverb he had just learned, and raised his jaw proudly.

Qi Shuanglu: "Who will help you make the clothes for your Christmas performance?" ”

Chi Jisong: "I don't know. ”

Qi Shuanglu: "If you don't have anyone at home to help you do it, you can ask me for help, and my housekeeper and grandmother can make clothes." ”

In fact, she is just playing a tree, or the tree where Snow White is resting in the forest, she has planned to pick up a few branches casually, and it will be good to take it in her hand when she goes on stage, but it seems that she is the only one on the stage who does not perform costumes.

It's a little troublesome, thinking of Chi Wei in her mind, she said softly: "Thank you, I think I'm likely to need your help." ”

At 4:20 p.m., returning home on time, Chi Jisong grabbed Zhou Yucai, who was about to leave.

He leaned back slightly, stood still, lowered his head and asked, "Is there anything else?" Miss. ”

Chi Jisong: "Do you know, what time can Chi Wei go home?" ”

Zhou Yucai: "Mr. will go home when he is done." ”

Chi Jisong: "What time is it?" ”

He smiled, half-crouched down and looked at the little girl, "I'm sorry, miss, I can't say for sure about business, but you can watch TV for a while." ”

She had no choice but to let the person go.

When the door closed, she froze for a moment, then ran upstairs and rummaged around in her closet.

The aunt who came to clean the house probably didn't throw away her old clothes as a rag.

Finally, she found the gray old dress in the box in the corner. Then, she ran to the first floor to find the needle and scissors and started to get busy.

She cut off the extra lace and prepared to decorate it with it, and cut her trousers open and used them to make leaves.

The teacher emphasized that the students who played the tree should try to unify the varieties of the tree, and last year there was a child who liked my pony, and he insisted on making the color of the leaves the color of the princess's hair.

In order to let every child be seen by their parents, the teacher chose a tree with the least leaves, the birch tree, which has high and few branches and leaves, which is very suitable for this kind of scene with many "trees".

She didn't know what the birch tree looked like, so she had to figure it out on her own.

This busy, busy all afternoon.