Chapter 29： Sea King Ching Ching (1/2)

"Hanhan, many children are crying, let's tell them not to cry, okay?" Qingqing held Hanhan's hand.

"Good." Han Han drew away tears and agreed readily.

Qingqing is a very warm child, and Fu Heng has long understood this.

But he never thought that this kid could be so powerful.

Originally, even the kindergarten teachers felt a big cry of being caught blind, but under the strategy of "Cry is not cute, Tangtang is given to you, little hands, we are good friends" strategy of Qingqing, little by little was captured.

Finally, the teachers were surprised to find that they were useless.

Because all the children are under the leadership of Qingqing, holding each other's hands, sitting in rows obediently, looking up at the teacher cutely.

Kindergarten teacher: "..."

I have never felt so incompetent.

But as long as the result is good, the process does not matter.

Qingqing helped to maintain order, and the teachers became much easier when they started classes.

In the three days of the trial period, it was impossible for teachers to teach children too advanced knowledge.

They just take the children to play, let the children make friends with each other in a happy atmosphere, and guide them a little bit to like going to kindergarten, dissolving their resistance to the kindergarten.

It turns out that these teachers are really good.

But one morning, when the parents came out from the monitoring room to pick up their children when school was over, these children were reluctant to leave one by one and didn't want to go home.

"Mom, can I live in the kindergarten with Qingqing?"

The kid Hanhan walked out with his right-handed father and left-handed mother, still twisting his head to look back.

"that's not allowed."

Hanhan’s mother was gentle but firmly dismissed her wishful thinking, “Qingqing has to follow her father home, and Hanhan has to follow her father and mother home, otherwise there will be no food to eat.”

"No, I want to eat."

If Fanfan and Qingqing can't have both, Hanhan... Hanhan should choose Fanfan.

After all, children will die if they don’t eat and they will be frightened. jpg

"Uncle Uncle..."

As soon as Qingqing saw Fu Heng, he immediately abandoned the new children, and rushed into Fu Heng's arms like a cannon/bullet.

Holding Qingqing up, Fu Heng rubbed her little head skillfully, and smiled gently: "Is Qing Qing behaved today?"

"Super well-behaved!" Qing Qing yelled very loudly, for fear that a small voice would make her behave badly.

"Awesome!" Fu Heng rewarded Qing Qing for several lifts

Gao, so happy that she chuckled, grinding Fu Heng still wanting to play.

"There is still more, lift high, Qingqing must lift high."

"No way, my uncle has sore hands, he can't move Qingqing."

Pretending to beat his arm pitifully, he immediately attracted the heart-warming little angel's hush cold and warm.

"Is Qing Qing too heavy? Sorry, Qing Qing huhu."

Blowing **** his cheeks several times, Feng Fuheng didn't feel how much, but the warm current circulating in his heart continued to circulate.

I couldn't help but touch Qingqing's white and tender cheeks affectionately with her side face. The slight stubble made her itch, which made her dodge again and again: "Hahahaha...itch..."

"Shall we go to dinner with my brother at noon?"

He needs to negotiate with Gu Lan on some business matters, and now happens to bring Qingqing with him.

"Okay, let's go quickly, Qingqing misses her brother."

Qingqing, who hadn't seen Gu Lan for a long time, missed him a little bit, and urged Fu Heng to leave quickly after hearing this. She couldn't wait to see her younger brother.

"You little conscientious, you said that you like me the most yesterday, but now you don't want me when you hear about it."

Fu Heng little Qingqing's little nose, with a slight jealousy.

"No, Qingqing likes uncle the most!"

Seeing that the car was about to roll over, Qingqing hugged Fu Heng quickly and kissed him twice, making his face drool.

Fu Heng and Gu Lanyue were in a private kitchen.

This place was transformed from a three-enter courtyard courtyard with exquisite decoration and picturesque scenery. The gardens, pavilions, lakes and rockery are all complete, a real step by step, a typical Jiangnan courtyard style.

The restaurant only accepts regular customers or new customers brought in by regular customers. There are only twenty tables a day for banquets. There are no more.

So you can only rely on grabbing, and it usually takes a week in advance to book a place.

Fortunately, the current owner of the restaurant is Gu Qingqing’s high school classmate, and he has a good relationship, so he even took Fu Heng along with him. As long as he wants to reserve a seat, he can call one day in advance.

As soon as they stepped into the restaurant's gate, two beautiful young ladies in cheongsam, with subtle professional smiles, came forward to guide them to the reserved positions.

Gu Lan had arrived early, and there were two other men sitting beside him.

One fat and one thin, they are about 30 or 40 years old.

The fat man looked very festive and smiled happily like Maitreya Buddha, but anyone who was familiar with his nature would not dare to look down upon this old fox.

The skinny face is very beautiful, the kind of boy

Feminine feminine beauty.

Time seems to treat him very preferentially, and decades have passed without leaving any trace on him.

But don't underestimate him because his parents are too good-looking. This guy is more troublesome than Maitreya Buddha. If you count people, I'm afraid those people have to count the money happily after being sold.

"Chairman Fu, long time no see."

Maitreya Buddha first greeted her with a cordial smile. He saw the Qing Qing in Fu Heng's arms and kindly took out two turned-sand cashews from the dessert tray on the table to her.