Two days later, on Monday.

The cub and Jiang Siheng put a small schoolbag on their backs and went to kindergarten with their uncle Ji Yuanxiu.

When the children saw the cubs, they cried happily.

He pounced on him with a whimper, hugged the cub and cried.

"Woo...... Cub, you're finally coming to school, and if you don't come to school, I'm going to kill you, woowoo......"

The cub hurriedly hugged him back to comfort him.

"Brother Xiao Nian, the cub misses you too. The cubs have already come to school, and Brother Xiao Nian doesn't have to think about the dead cubs. ”

Other children also gathered around.

"Cub, we miss you too."

"Junior, we miss you too."

Teacher Sun and Teacher Li were afraid that the little ones would cry together.

Ji Yuan Xiu cub and Jiang Siheng were more afraid than them.

When the children were about to cry, the cubs and Jiang Siheng talked to them in the loudest voices.

"Don't cry! Can't cry! Otherwise, the cub will take leave tomorrow and not come to school. ”

Will Siheng say more ruthlessly.

"Don't cry, or I'll transfer to another kindergarten tomorrow with the cub and go to another kindergarten."

Children who want to cry: "......"

Seeing this, Teacher Sun and Teacher Li hurriedly took the cardboard to divert the attention of the little ones.

"Come, children, we are going to have an art class in a while, and the teacher will give each person a piece of cardboard, and each child can freely choose the color of the cardboard today."

The children's attention was really drawn.

"Teacher, I want the green one."

"Teacher, I want a purple one."

"Teacher, I want the white one."

……

The cub quietly breathed a sigh of relief for the three little guys, Si Heng and Ji Yuanxiu.

After drinking water and eating the fruits, the children were free to move around for a while and began to take art classes officially.

Teacher Sun began to lecture with a smile.

The theme of today's art class is "My Dad".

Each child spells out or draws his or her father with colored pencil or colored paper.

At the end of the art class, the teacher will ask each child a question.

What does Dad like best?

The children are full of energy.

Towards the end of the art class, the teacher asked the children questions while looking at each child's work "My Dad".

"Zhao Xingyi, what is your father's favorite?"

Zhao Xingyi is chubby.

"My dad loves his phone the most!"

Teacher Sun expected this result, nodded with a smile, and asked the next child.

"Zhang Wenke, what is your father's favorite?"

Zhang Wenke is white and clean, with little milk fat, and his exit is amazing.

"Teacher Sun, my dad likes long legs the most!"

The corners of Mr. Sun's mouth twitched.

Simply cubs don't watch all kinds of small videos and short videos, and the dads in the world never watch messy things, but they asked Zhang Wenke curiously.

"Zhang Wenke, what are the long legs?"

Zhong Lingling on the side of Zhang Wenke explained in a milky voice.

"Cub, long legs are big beauties with long white legs!"

The cub instantly understood.

"Oh, that liberal arts dad likes big beauties the most!"

Zhang Wenke laughed.

Teacher Sun couldn't help but laugh and asked the next child, who happened to be Zhong Lingling.

"Zhong Lingling, what is your father's favorite?"

Zhong Lingling's words are not shocking, and she is endless.

"Mr. Sun, my dad likes Mr. Feng Shui the most!"

Teacher Sun: "...... Ahem, Lingling, go home and tell your dad to believe in science. ”

Zhong Lingling nodded happily.

"I remember Mr. Sun, and my mother said the same, but my dad just likes Mr. Feng Shui. Mr. Sun, what is Mr. Feng Shui? What is Science? Why is my dad so attentive and his favorite feng shui gentleman is different every month? ”

Teacher Sun replied with difficulty.

"Science is to study hard and make progress every day, and Mr. Feng Shui is the ......"

Zhong Lingling understood in seconds.

"Teacher Sun, I know, Mr. Feng Shui just doesn't study hard and doesn't go up every day, right?"

Teacher Sun choked.

This cub understands.

The cub hurriedly explained.

"No, no, Lingling, Mr. Feng Shui is also known as Mr. Yin and Yang. Your dad was looking for someone who was supposed to be looking at residential bases and graveyards for people. ”

Zhong Lingling nodded hurriedly.

"That's right! I heard my parents say that they wanted to bring my grandmother's grave, but my grandmother was buried in her hometown, and I overheard them say that they would choose a cemetery. ”

The little guy was a little upset at this.

"Cub, you said that my grandmother slept well in her hometown, and suddenly slept in a different place, and there were many people next to her, can my grandmother adapt?"

The cub thought carefully and shook his head pertinently.

"That's bound to be unsuitable."

In the few years that the cub has lived in the underworld, he knows that the residents of the underworld love their original cemetery.

There are also many grandfathers and grandmothers who complain about the unfilial piety of their children and grandchildren.

After leaving his hometown and developing in other places, he moved to other places to settle down.

I didn't go back to my hometown for many years.

I finally went back to my hometown and went to the grave, either I couldn't find their grave, or I went to the wrong grave......

I was so angry that many grandfathers and grandmothers dreamed of their children and grandchildren overnight, saying that they were on the wrong grave, that was the grave of your second uncle, or that was the grave of Wang Lao Wu in Wangjia Village next door......

This is not what makes the old grandfather and grandmother the most angry, the most angry thing is that the children and grandchildren suddenly move their graves.

If it weren't for the prefecture's explicit stipulation that the residents of the prefecture could not intimidate the living, the old grandfathers and grandmothers would want to find their children and grandchildren to be "haunted" and scold them on the spot!

Zhong Lingling nodded her little head.

"Then I know, I'll tell my parents when I go back, don't move my grandmother's grave!"

The little one doesn't know what grave relocation means, but is very fond of trusting cubs.

She believes almost whatever the cub says.

The cub laughs.

"Okay! But Lingling, if your father insists on moving your grandmother's grave, you can bring your father to find the cub, and the cub can help to take a look, and ensure that it is more accurate than those feng shui masters. ”

Zhong Lingling happily responded.

"Okay."

The more Mr. Zhong and Mr. Li listened, the more they felt that something was wrong.

According to the chatting between the cub and Lingling, the two little guys may also mention ghosts and gods, so Teacher Sun hurriedly spoke.

"Okay, it's time for the next child to answer the teacher's questions. The next child is ...... Cub, cub, what's your dad's favorite? ”

The cub replied happily.

"Teacher Sun, Cub Huo's father likes to go to work the most, and Cub Huo's father likes to fight bad ghosts the most!"

Before Teacher Sun could speak, the children except Bo Nian asked nonsense.

"Cub, you have two fathers?"

"Cubs, so there are really ghosts in this world."

"Cub, what if the ghost comes to me at night? I stole a chicken leg yesterday, will the ghost come and eat my leg tonight? ”

……

Teacher Sun and Teacher Li exchanged glances, and Teacher Li hurriedly found an excuse to drag the cub to the next lounge.

Teacher Sun did not breathe a sigh of relief, but asked the life teacher to come over and take Ji Yuanxiu, Siheng and Bo Nian's three children to the lounge.

"Hurry up."

The life teacher was in a hurry to take care of the three babies of Yuan Xiu, Siheng and Bo Nian.

Teacher Sun turned on the TV and played the children's songs that they liked very much recently.

Seeing that the children were attracted by the nursery rhymes, Teacher Sun hurriedly motioned for everyone to sing nursery rhymes with her, and tried every means to make the children's attention completely attracted by her.

If the principal and other teachers know that their class teaches children that there are ghosts, will they have it?

During the lunch break, the cub Ji Yuanxiu sent Siheng and Bo Nian's children to the backyard kitchen to eat, and Teacher Sun took the time to call Huo Shenling.

"Mr. Huo, hello, I am Teacher Sun from Hanning International Bilingual Kindergarten, do you think you can come to the kindergarten this afternoon?"

Daddy Huo was on his way to a meeting.

Listening to Mr. Sun's words, he stopped, and his voice was low and peaceful.

"Teacher Sun, I'll be here at three o'clock this afternoon."