It's Monday.

Sangsang came to the kindergarten early in the morning with his schoolbag on his back.

In the past few days, Ye Shuliang unilaterally thought that she was not feeling well and could not go to school, so Sang Sang played directly at home for nearly half a month before going to kindergarten.

When I arrived in the classroom, Mr. Mu Mu and the other teachers in the class were very rare.

Especially when Mr. Mumu saw him, he was so excited that he almost shed tears.

"Sangsang, I heard that you are sick, are you feeling better now?"

Mr. Mumu has long hair and a high ponytail, but his voice is very soft and waxy, and it makes people feel comfortable listening to the voice.

Xiao Tuanzi stood in front of Mr. Mu Mu and shook his head obediently: "It's okay." ”

Teacher Mu Mu was relieved when he saw that Sang Sang's face was ruddy, and his little belly was rounder than before.

At noon, Lu Beishi came to feed Sangsang again.

Because Lu Jingchi told his son in advance, the teachers didn't say anything this time.

However, the premise of feeding is that you must finish the meal yourself first.

After all, in order to feed Lu Beishi before, he even ran over without eating lunch.

Lu Beishi frowned, and then nodded, which can be regarded as a compromise.

Sangsang's kindergarten life is very smooth, every day to the point to go to the kindergarten, in the afternoon after school Ye family people take turns to pick up themselves and the big ingots, during which Ye Huaimin and Jiang Weiming will come back from time to time to visit the children.

Every time I come back, I will take the new research of the institute for Sangsang to play.

Sangsang felt that he was simply living in heaven.

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and most of the children in the kindergarten have become accustomed to the life of the kindergarten, and Xiaotuanzi has become the eldest sister in the class and the entire small class.

Sangsang stepped on the stool every day, giving orders to the children and playing games.

Lu Beishi has never participated, but as long as Sang Sang lets him do it, he will definitely not refuse.

Ye Qingqing was itching with anger every time he saw Sangsang in the kindergarten like a fish in water.

My mother, who has not achieved enough things and has more than enough failures, has enrolled herself in various cram schools every day, and now the only time I can relax myself is in kindergarten.

As a result, in kindergarten, her mother had to be a chicken baby from time to time, and she was only five years old, and her mother had arranged for the math competition of the primary school group.

Ye Qingqing glanced at Ye Sangsang, who was playing games with the children outside the window, and his eyes were full of vicious light.

Let's look at my own math competition questions......

Exercise!

Why are the competition questions in elementary school so difficult?

And at this moment, Ye Yuanbao flashed past his corridor.

A hint of contemplation flashed in Ye Qingqing's eyes.

After Ye Sangsang came back, the Ye family was indeed a little different, at the beginning, Ye Mian and Ye Huaimin's family were all dead and crazy.

Especially Ye Yuanbao was supposed to die in early October this year because he was too obese, but now Ye Yuanbao is getting thinner and thinner.

In just one month, he lost more than a dozen pounds.

Although I am still fat, I can do simple physical activities.

But in his previous life, when Ye Yuanbao died, he was so fat that he couldn't even walk.

Ye Qingqing narrowed his eyes slightly.

She didn't understand that she was born again, but why everything was different with her rebirth.

Ye Qingqing was thinking about it when a small leather ball suddenly rolled in from the door of the classroom.

Ye Yuanbao and Sang Sang were playing with ball, but Sang Sang kicked the ball into the classroom.

At this time, it was recess time, Ye Yuanbao poked his head out of the classroom, and found that there was no teacher in the classroom, so he planned to go in first and take out the ball.

As a result, when I got the ball, I looked up and saw Ye Qingqing who was looking at him with a smile.

Ye Yuanbao and Ye Qingqing were the same age, but Ye Yuanbao didn't like the child of the uncle's family, and his smiling face immediately became cold.

"Yuan Bao, can I play ball with you?"

Ye Qingqing asked softly, but his eyes were lowered, looking a little timid.

The children in Ye Qingqing's class couldn't help but look at Ye Yuanbao when they heard this.

Ye Yuanbao touched the back of his head, hesitated for a moment and said, "No, Sang Sang will definitely not let me play with you." ”

If it had been placed in the past, although Ye Yuanbao didn't like Ye Qingqing, he would never refuse so openly.

Or even if he plays with Ye Qingqing, he won't care at all.

It's just that now Ye Yuanbao listens to his aunt and grandmother for everything, and he doesn't like people his aunt and grandmother don't like.

Ye Qingqing just figured out Ye Yuanbao's temper and guessed that Ye Yuanbao would not embarrass himself outside anyway.

In the first few months of school, I haven't even seen Ye Sangsang noodles a few times.

This time I finally had the opportunity, and I didn't let go of anything.

Especially on Lu Beishi's birthday last time, I waited at the door of Lu's house all night, but I didn't wait for anything, and I caught a cold for several days.

As a result, I finally had compassion and wanted to play with this group of little children, but what did Ye Yuanbao say just now?

Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask again, "What did you just say?" ”

Ye Yuanbao didn't expect Ye Qingqing's ears to be bad at a young age, so he simply put down the ball in his hand, put his hands to his mouth and made it into the shape of a horn, and said loudly: "I said!" My aunt won't let me play with you, so if you want to play, go find someone else! ”

Between offending his aunt and Ye Qingqing, Ye Yuanbao chose the latter without hesitation.

Ye Qingqing was instantly hurt by Qi's lungs.

Ye Yuanbao, a dead fat man, actually rejected himself!

Reject yourself!

Ye Qingqing was in impotent rage in his mind, but the golden bean had already fallen on his face.

"Teacher, Ye Qingqing is crying!"

The children in the class saw Ye Qingqing crying and hurried to find the teacher.

Ye Qingqing's homeroom teacher is also a very young teacher, who looks like he has just graduated from college.

Seeing that Ye Qingqing was crying, he was instantly distressed.

In the accusations of the children in my class, the teacher also understood what happened.

"Teacher, Ye Qingqing wants to play with Ye Yuanbao, but Ye Yuanbao said that his aunt and grandmother won't let him play with Qingqing."

"Qingqing is so pitiful!"

"Qingqing, I'll play with you."

Ye Yuanbao listened to other people's accusations against him, and he didn't know that he was angry, but nodded like a chicken: "Yes, yes, my aunt and grandmother are strict, but you can play with Ye Qingqing." ”

As a result, as soon as these words came out, everyone looked at them, and their eyes were full of unhappiness.

Ye Yuanbao: ???

Even Ye Qingqing's head teacher came over and said seriously after helping Ye Qingqing wipe away his tears: "Ye Yuanbao, you and Ye Qingqing are a family, Qingqing wants to play with you, you should agree instead of refuse." ”

The head teacher said a lot of things again, and Ye Yuanbao, who listened, became more and more confused.

Then, he couldn't help but look at Ye Qingqing, who was still dropping golden beans, and felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

Ye Qingqing never took the initiative to play with herself, let alone invite herself to play with her.

And he didn't like to come into contact with Ye Qingqing in his heart, it was like this before, as long as he didn't obey Ye Qingqing, Ye Qingqing would shed tears like this.

It made him feel like he was bullying her.

Ye Yuanbao was also a little angry, and said loudly: "I don't like to play with her!" ”

After saying that, he was about to run out, but as soon as he turned around, he was blocked by someone.