After a few days of sultry heat, Mercury was affected by the passing of the hurricane, and it continued to rain for three or four days. If the construction quality of the interstellar era was not hard enough, I am afraid that there would be a dragon casualty incident.
The nursery stopped classes the day before the hurricane and resumed classes after the weather cleared.
On the third day after the hurricane passed, the windows of Xingfei's dormitory were smashed by rocks from outside, and the heavy rain wet many books on the shelves. Because Shen Mian and the others lived in the villa of the nursery school and did not return to the dormitory until the hurricane left the country, many books on the bookshelves had been soaked in blisters for a day.
Even after it was blown dry, the paper was crumpled, and the handwriting on it was all stuck together. Some serious ones were completely indistinguishable, leaving only a piece of black.
Xingfei didn't say anything, but after he came back, he sat in front of the bookshelf, with several blow-dried notebooks in his hand, which were almost taller than the stool the little girl was sitting on.
These are the various diary notes that Xingfei has saved since he began to read. Many of these "books" didn't even have a cover, just some old paper that was stapled and used as a book, and many pages had words on the other side, which were cut from old books. There is not much substance in it, and many of them are the words that the old dean taught them to write.
She didn't speak, and Qin Yi didn't dare to comfort him. She dragged the small sofa to snuggle up to Xing Fei, and patted her tail around Xing Fei, conveying silent comfort.
Qin Yi didn't know how to comfort Xing Fei, so he could only dawdle around Xing Fei.
It must have taken a long time to write such a thick stack of notes. Just soaked in water like this, how sad should I be? But that didn't stop her from knowing this feeling.
Xing Fei smiled at her, and soon lowered her head. She had a crumpled diary on her lap, her handwriting had become a mess—this was her first diary, and it was used by the old dean. The pages of the old book with few words were ordered for her.
Just when Qin Yi was embarrassed, the dormitory door was lightly locked twice.
Qin Yi hurriedly glanced at Xingfei, and the little girl tilted her head dully, as if she didn't respond.
Shen Mian waited outside the door for several seconds, and without being polite, he pushed the door in and found that Xing Fei was fine, and he was relieved. Shen Mian bent down and put down a few boxes in his hand, behind He Xing was holding two in his hand.
He Xing said softly, "Then I'll just start pretending."
Shen Mian nodded.
He Xing opened several express boxes, which contained steel frames and transparent glass.
Qin Yi glanced at it and guessed what it was from a pile of parts—a bookshelf with a glass door!
Xiao Longzai looked at the dean who came over, and Da Da Da moved the dean out of his seat and ran to help Uncle He.
Shen Mian sat beside Xing Fei and gently embraced her with one hand.
The little girl who was trying to control her emotions quickly blinked her eyes and quickly reached out her hand to cover her face: "No, nothing... Director, go back and rest."
Although the kindergarten did not suffer much economic losses, it still brought a lot of trouble after the hurricane. The shed in the ecological field at the back collapsed, and a lot of things were broken. The two housework robots and the security uncle were busy running around. Uncle He has been busy all morning.
Because the windows of Xingfei and Qin Yi's dormitory were broken, a lot of sundries and water had entered, and it took a lot of time just to change, wash and tidy up. And because it was the little girl's room, Shen Mian didn't ask other kindergarten teachers to come in, but brought a housework robot to roughly clean it, and he did the rest himself.
Xing Fei didn't want to cry at all, the nursery was already in a mess, she didn't want the dean to spend too much energy on her, so she turned around and hugged Shen Mian gently, "The dean has worked hard."
Shen Mian glanced at the notebook. He knew that the very rough little notebooks were all ordered by the old dean. Jiian also had such notebooks - the old dean used to use these papers to practice calligraphy for the little dragon cubs, and Jiian also put them away. .
"Not tired," Shen Mian stroked the little girl's soft top of hair, "Most of the work is done by the housework robot. Jian has replaced the robot with parts, and it works more efficiently than before."
Speaking of Jie'an, Xing Fei remembered the time he spent in the nursery, and couldn't help but smile: "Well, brother Jie'an is very powerful."
Xing Fei was silent for a while in Shen Mian's arms, and heard the sound of metal colliding and Qin Yi's bewildered questioning. Xing Fei raised his head from Shen Mian's shoulder, only to realize that Qin Yi and Uncle He were assembling something. Qin Yi was holding a bracket that was taller than her and gesturing, and Uncle He looked at her with a smile, and supported the other bracket while Qin Yi was doing it.
Xing Fei wanted to divert his attention so that he would not cry under the comfort of the dean, so he asked, "Is Uncle installing new furniture? Nothing is broken in the house."
Shen Mian hugged her: "New bookshelf with a small glass door that can be moved. The original shelf in the dormitory was made of wood, and it was no longer usable after soaking for a few days. I'll move it to the warehouse outside later. , it is easy to rot in the house."
Xingfei's eyes lit up - it's a new bookshelf! And it's metal.
He Xing had Qin Yi, a powerful little helper, and he had already made a small square while Shen Mian comforted Xing Fei. Shen Mian picked up a small leather book from the table on the side, put it in, and closed the glass door: "Look, it's very suitable."
Xing Fei carefully took out the leather-covered book, opened it, and rubbed the handwriting on the inside page several times: "This is what the dean gave me."
The cover is imitation leather, as well as the delicate little buttons and the front cover. The rain leaking in from the window hit the outer leather, and the inner pages are still in good condition.
When she came back, the situation in the nursery was much better than before. The dean loved Xiaolong Cub very much, and he did his best to give the most suitable for anything that was used. As small as a diary book, as large as a library simulation field.
This should be a notebook, or an essay. The page is full of Xingfei's delicate handwriting. Shen Mian glanced at it roughly, and the words and sentences seemed very cute.
On the first page, I remember that it wasn't a big deal, but one time I ate Tianbai, and Shen Mian went out before he could drive it for them. As the elder brother, Lu Yuan bit through all the sweet whites one by one, and successfully got the dislike of the two little dragon cubs.
There is no plot ups and downs, but looking at it makes people smile. Not to mention the little dragon cub, even an adult like Shen Mian couldn't help wanting to see what kind of interesting stories were written on the next page.
Shen Mian suddenly had an idea: "We can send it for publication."
Xingfei was stunned.
Shen Mian: "In this way, even if we can't find the manuscript one day, our little story about Xingfei has already been circulated among the other little dragon cubs."
"It becomes a living story."
It's not anywhere, and it's everywhere.