"Mom, are you okay, I'm going to be late." Looking at the good-looking cross-stitch species on the wall, Li Haosheng was anxious about his time for the first time.

"Alright, alright, come son, mom will send you to school." Ye Xiaomei walked downstairs anxiously, and didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so she took Li Haosheng downstairs.

Fortunately, the road is not very good, Ye Xiaomei drove her small battery car, and it took five minutes to arrive.

After sending him to school, Ye Xiaomei, who originally wanted to leave, was stopped by Li Haosheng's teacher.

"Li Haosheng's mother, can you please wait a minute?" The head teacher stopped her with a smile.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xiaomei had a trace of doubt in her heart, whether Li Haosheng had been disobedient recently.

"It's nothing, it's just that I want to ask when you two are free, and I want to call you over for a lesson." The head teacher smiled and called her to the office.

It turns out that their school has to hold a parent volunteer every semester, that is, parents are called to take a professional class to teach their children about self-protection or other occupational classes, and some of the children in their class are not simple parents.

"This ......" Ye Xiaomei was a little embarrassed, after all, she and Li Moran were having an awkward relationship recently, and she herself hadn't worked for many years, I don't know if the current career process is still like this?

"Li Haosheng's mother, don't worry, in fact, there are already two children's fathers and mothers in our class, one child's mother gas station staff, she also gave us a lesson, and I also read your information, and found that Li Haosheng's father is actually a civil aviation pilot, which allows us to further understand the aircraft, isn't it better?" The head teacher eagerly hoped that he kept persuading her, hoping that she would agree: "And your work experience is not simple, you work at the airport, if your husband doesn't have time, you can too." ”

Looking at the teacher's eager hopeful look, Ye Xiaomei nodded and agreed, after all, she didn't want to embarrass her son.

Back at home, Li Moran practiced and studied alone in his simulated cockpit.

Ye Xiaomei lingered at the door for a long time before deciding to go in.

Because she has a slight phobia of denseness, her heart is furious when she sees those dense instruments and buttons.

"Buckle, buckle, buckle" Ye Xiaomei knocked on the door.

Li Insanran responded coldly: "Come in." ”

"I didn't bother you." Ye Xiaomei asked weakly, because she really hated Li Moran's anger.

"If you have something, tell me quickly." Damn, why did he start to calm down as soon as this woman came in, setting up not knowing which button he should press to turn the situation around in the event that the plane met him.

Seeing that he was a little angry, Ye Xiaomei could only say softly: "That, that ......"

"What do you have to say, don't you see I'm dealing with something?" Li Moran was a little impatient, watching the red light flashing on the simulator, and he was even more upset.

"Well, are you free next Friday, your son's class wants you to go over and give them a professional class." Ye Xiaomei looked at Li Moran, who was already a little annoyed, squeezed her hand, said it softly, and after finishing speaking, she hurriedly ran out and left the place that gave her goosebumps.