Yan Hua finally chose a well-established parent-child garden in Starlight Plaza. It was just opened early last year. The equipment is relatively new and the transportation is convenient. They signed up for a trial class and went to the parent-child class on time on Saturday morning.
"Brother!" Xiao Jiuer ran down from the car.
Gungun was climbing the building block stairs in the entertainment area. The two little guys were about to kiss through the glass window, but were stopped by Fei Ying who was catching up.
"It's not hygienic, Xiao Jiu'er, let's go in and find our brother."
The two little guys haven't seen each other for a few days.
"Go away!" Xiao Jiuer opened his arms.
"Sister!" Gungun stepped forward with his short legs.
The parents on the side all laughed, and one father said: "Ha! This is an idol drama!"
The two young actors had embraced each other and then kissed each other. Xiao Jiuer hugged Yanhua again: "Hello, aunt!"
"Xiao Jiu'er is so good!" Yan Hua picked her up and kissed her.
Fei Ying saw Gungun staring at her.
"Gungun is good too!" She picked up Gungun, and he kissed her, and then held his face for her to kiss.
At this point, the greeting is officially finished.
"Mrs. Fei Tailang!" The principal ran out with great enthusiasm, "This way, please. Thank you very much for your trust in us and for choosing us. Don't worry! We will not let you down."
These two are truly wealthy, and having them is a living advertisement. The principal sent them to the classroom personally, for fear of being bumped into on the way.
The teacher who teaches their class is extremely nervous. She was entrusted with an important task last night. If the trial class fails today, the principal said that a small white flower will be planted on her grave today next year.
"We have a total of five babies today. Let's introduce ourselves first!" The teacher deliberately spoke in a baby voice to get closer to the babies.
Yan Hua took a look and saw that besides Gun Gun and Xiao Jiu'er, there were two girls and a boy. Behind the boy sat her mother and an old man, probably a grandma or grandma or something.
The other two daughters are part of a family of three.
"Which kid comes first!" Seeing that no one raised their hands, the teacher began to guide everyone, "Shall we start from here?"
She was referring to Gun Gun. Yan Hua whispered to Gun Gun, "Mom taught you at home. Stand up and tell everyone what your name is and how old you are, okay?"
Gungun stood up after brushing his hands, grinned first, and said cutely: "My name is Gungun, and I am one year old!"
"Awesome!" The teacher applauded and was about to ask him to sit down and let Xiao Jiuer next to him come.
Unexpectedly, Gungun then said, "Xiaojiu, sister!"
He pointed at Xiao Jiu, then broke off his fat fingers: "Eh? One year old? Two years old?"
"Xiao Jiu'er, you say it yourself!" Fei Ying almost died laughing and pushed Xiao Jiu'er.
Xiao Jiuer stood up: "I'm one and a half years old!"
Yan Hua applauded with the teacher, and then it was the turn of another little boy. He didn't stand up or speak. His mother was extremely anxious, but the grandmother beside her said indifferently.
"If we don't want to talk, let's just stop talking! What's the matter?"
The teacher quickly said: "Then let's hear the next child introduce himself!"
There were two little girls left, one spoke very well, and the other cried very sadly while talking.
Gungun was extremely excited throughout the whole process, putting on the face of a melon-eater.
"Do you like the parent-child class Gungun?" After the trial, the principal came over again.
When Yan Hua asked, she pinched her thighs nervously, and the teacher who had just given the trial class looked sad.
"Director, you pinched my leg..."
Gungun came naturally, and so did Xiao Jiuer. The principal felt reassured and introduced them to two other courses, but one was for children aged 2 and above, and the other was available only after the age of three.
Yan Hua and Fei Ying happily handed over all their money for three years and received a car toy and a doll as gifts.
When he returned to Lang's house in the evening, Yanhua asked him to go upstairs to sleep, and Gungun held the car without moving.
"What's wrong with Gungun?" Yanhua looked at him carefully, her eyes bright, and she was still very excited.
"Wait for uncle!" Gungun said.
Yanhua was stunned: "What are you waiting for uncle Gungun to do?"
"Car!" Gungun rolled the car twice on his lap.
"You want to show uncle this toy!" Yan Hua understood. In Gun Gun's eyes, this car was not a gift because she paid for it, but a gift he got for doing well in class today.
Yan Hua looked at her watch: "Okay, then mom will wait with you."
How could such a young child survive? After a while, Gungun fell asleep in her arms. Yan Hua picked up her son and was about to go upstairs when she heard the door ring and Lang Ruoxian was back.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her hugging Gungun, Lang Ruoxian's first reaction was that something happened to Gungun.
Yan Hua smiled, not sure if it was his misunderstanding, but he felt that Yan Hua smiled particularly softly today.
"We went to parent-child class today, and they gave me a toy. Gungun thought it was a gift for him because he behaved well, and I wanted to show it to you."
Lang Ruoxian was stunned for a moment, and then his heart was overwhelmed by the huge warmth, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in the spring sunshine.
"I'll leave later tomorrow morning and wait for him to show me."
Yan Hua nodded, and Lang Ruoxian stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."
"No need, I can hold you..."
He had already been snatched away by Lang Ruoxian, and he fell into a deep sleep without knowing that he had changed someone.
"How is the foundation? When will it be listed?" The two people chatted quietly as they went upstairs.
"At the end of the month, Sister Chen Hong helped us recruit a few more people, and now we have a lot of starting capital."
"I will send you a lawyer later. If you have any questions, please contact him at any time."
"...Thank you, you helped me a lot."
"I'm not helping you just to hear you say thank you." Having already reached the bedroom door, Lang Ruoxian pushed the door open and put Gungun on the bed.
Yan Hua looked at him, and Lang Ruoxian smiled: "What's wrong?"
"But I have nothing more to give besides saying thank you."
"I know." Lang Ruoxian walked to the door with dark eyes and said good night. The moment Yan Hua closed the door, she heard the man's low voice.
"Whenever you are willing to give me something else, remember to tell me."
A door separated two people.
Yan Hua closed her eyes and said softly: "It should be... there won't be such a day."
On the weekend, it’s time for Gungun and Xiao Jiuer to take parenting classes again. This time parents are not allowed in. There will be three teachers taking care of the five babies throughout the whole process. Parents can watch the live broadcast through mobile phone video.
Fei Ying suggested taking this opportunity to invite Chen Hong and the others to get together in a nearby cafe. Regardless of whether they were young or old, they all wore high-end brands and exquisite makeup. At first glance, they looked like young ladies from wealthy families.
"Yafei, what are you looking at?" Shu Yafei and her colleagues were tired from shopping and found a cafe to rest. As soon as they came in, she saw Yan Hua.
Seeing her staring at those people, her colleagues tugged on her sleeves: "You don't know them, do they? Those people look very rich at first sight."
"Well, friends." Shu Yafei smiled, "You guys sit down first, I'll go over and say hello."
Shu Yafei slowly walked into Yan Hua and the others. She was different from the Yan Hua she saw in the manor. It turned out that she was usually like this. Dressed so beautifully, wearing diamond jewelry, sitting in a cafe and chatting leisurely.
But I have to go to work every day. I originally thought that if I live downstairs with Lang Ruoxian, I can go to the company together. If people see me, they will say that they know each other. But Lang Ruoxian never went back at all...
"Yan Hua!" She called out after adjusting her mood.
Yan Hua turned around and said, "Huh? Ya Fei!"
"I was shopping with my colleagues, and when I came in I saw you coming over to say hello." Shu Yafei glanced at the others, "Your friend!"
"Yeah." Yan Hua pulled her to sit down, "This is... my friend." Yan Hua didn't say anything about her relationship with the Lang family.
Could it be said that she is the granddaughter of the housekeeper...
But Shu Yafei felt that she did it on purpose, deliberately not mentioning her relationship with the Lang family, so that others would think that she was an ordinary person with no background.
"Hello!" No matter how he feels, Shu Yafei behaves very well. This is the result of years of training.
Even an old fox like Lang Cha can't find it, let alone other people...
Fei Ying waved her hand as a greeting. Shu Yafei didn't sit down and pointed over there: "My colleague is still waiting! Let's have dinner together another day."
"Okay, contact me when you have time."
After Shu Ya flew away, Fei Ying asked curiously: "Who is it?"
She didn't believe that Yan Hua had any friends. She didn't leave the house for a whole day, so she only knew a few of them.
"The granddaughter of the person next to the old man."
Chen Hong waved her hand boldly: "Let's go on and follow the steps just now. Tomorrow Yanhua will open Weibo as our official Weibo. If anyone needs help, you can leave a message on Weibo or call."
"You don't have to worry about the employees, I've found them all." Another wife named Li assured.
Feiying stretched out her hand.
"What?" Yan Hua looked at her.
"Your mobile phone, I will apply for Weibo for you."
The name of the foundation was thought up by everyone together. It is called Bloom, which means rebirth and the glory of life again. Yan Hua's Weibo was directly turned into an official Weibo, and then Fei Ying began to buy fans and find trolls.
Soon, people discovered that there was a topic called Blooming Fund on the headlines. Many girls clicked on it and found out that it was a charity fund for women to ask for help. They forwarded it and paid attention to it.
Coupled with the operation of the trolls, Blooming Fund soon had more than one million fans, not counting the ones they bought themselves.
"There are a lot of inquiries, but I haven't found anyone asking for help yet." Yan Hua stares at Weibo every day. She doesn't have to go to the yacht except for meetings. After all, Gungun can't live without people now.
Fei Ying said on the phone: "I think many people want to save face, or are embarrassed to say it. If nothing else, just look at the headlines. There is no day when there is nothing related to women."
"Oops, someone sent me a private message!" Yan Hua suddenly shouted, "I'll hang up now!"
The foundation finally received the first request for help. Yan Hua chatted with her through private messages for an hour, and then she was shocked inside.