Chapter 443 (2/2)

”You don't talk nonsense, let you check, you check, don't so much nonsense.”

”Summer solstice, do you want to go too far? When do you put your hands on the kindergarten children?”

”That's not my point,” I said. ”There's a little boy in their kindergarten. Can you check it for me?”

She seemed to be eating, vaguely: ”ah, I'll send you a big red envelope later.”

”My son's birthday is today,” I said to jack up

I have this problem: when I get back to my room, I'll call marigold.

Is he dead or abandoned?

What do his parents do? Why did she lose her parents at a young age?

It seems that the luxury car, the housekeeper and so many courses must be in a good family. Is Zhou Zihao's grandmother rich? Or did Zhou Zihao's parents leave him?

What kind of family is he?

I am very curious about Zhou Zihao's family. Now I am even more curious.

White sugar and I watched Zhou Zihao get on his car, and then walked back hand in hand.

Learning is the future, so many hard days to live, don't worry now.

Now preschool, it should be in addition to kindergarten is to play.

I guess many mothers will kill me when I say such words, but I really think so.”You are too young! What do you do in those classes? Now is the time for you to play. ”

Bai Tang looked up at me: ”Mom, why does Zhou Zihao take so many courses? Why haven't I done anything? ”

Zhou Zihao reluctantly waved goodbye to us, and then he was pulled away by the housekeeper.

I'm a little dizzy. Such a small child has so many lessons.

The housekeeper, who looked polite but indifferent, had already walked behind Zhou Zihao, nodded politely to me, and then took Zhou Zihao's hand: ”young master, let's go home! It's getting late. You have a fencing class in the afternoon, a close combat

Just then, Zhou Zihao's car has been parked at the gate of our house.

”Yes, there is an uncle who often comes to see me. He doesn't like people coming to our house.”

”Uncle?”

”Because uncle won't allow it.”

”Why?” ”

” but I can't invite you to our house. ”

I squatted down, holding his small hand: ”you want to play in the future, you can come to our house at any time.”

He and sugar hand in hand went to the garden gate, he hugged sugar, looked up at me: ”aunt.”

Before leaving, the children were reluctant to part with each other, but Zhou Zihao was the last one.

Because the children are still young, play to 2 o'clock in the afternoon, parents will take home, the sleep of sleep, the rest of the rest.

He is polite and won't fight with others. When the clown comes to him, he interacts with the clown with a shy smile.

I just stood on the stairs and looked at them. Zhou Zihao looked different from other children.

These children didn't go in for lunch until 12 o'clock. What I prepared were all children's favorite foods. I also invited a performer who played clown to play magic games with them on the spot. The children's joyful shouts were about to overturn the roof.

So I thought about it. I held the sugar in my arms and said, ”do you want to see Zhou Zihao?”

Sugar nodded: ”yes, yes!”

I asked the teacher if he had Zhou Zihao's home address. The teacher went to the family contact book and copied the address to me. I took the address and got on the car and took a picture of it directly to the driver: ”go to this place.”