Cheng Huan was not in the mood to care about her son's psychological blow caused by not being on TV. All her attention was now on the fire rectification opinions broadcast on TV.
As we all know, for fire protection and taxation, only if you don't want to check or don't come to check, there is no problem that can't be found out. This time, the kindergarten was exposed to fire hazards and ordered to rectify it. Combined with the fact that the stars were drawn blood before, Jiang Mingyuan said that he would teach a lesson. How it happened could not have been more clear.
At that time, she actually wanted to go to the kindergarten to ask for an explanation, but was stopped. What did the man say? Cheng Huan rested his chin, recalling the situation at that time.
It seems to mean, just leave this kind of trivial matter to him
So far, it looks like it's done pretty well.
Cheng Huan imagined how the man was rubbing his face secretly, and couldn't help laughing out loud. Xing Xing turned his head when he heard the voice, a little confused: "Mom, what are you laughing at?"
"Laugh, you don't need to go to class." Cheng Huan came back to his senses, before his smile subsided, he waved, and Xing Xing came to her side.
"Why don't you go to class?"
"Because all the kindergarten teachers have gone home." Cheng Huan said nonsense. The rectification time stated in the news is two months. Not only will there be no classes before the year, but the enrollment after the year will definitely be affected.
In fact, even if the kindergarten can be opened before school starts next year, there must be many parents who dare not send their children there again.
Things were exactly as she had imagined. As soon as the news came out, the parent group was in a turmoil. As the group leader, the kindergarten teacher hung up an early holiday notice and disappeared.
The news in the group was swiped too fast, and Cheng Huan was about to quit after reading a few posts. Before she pressed her hand to return, she found that she had been pulled into another group.
The new group was created by a very active parent, and everyone except the teacher was brought in. As the group leader, she said the first sentence.
[Dudu mother; well, let’s talk in this group, let’s discuss what to do next.]
There are only parents and no teachers in the group, and there is no need to be scruples about what to say. Parents are noisy, some say that they want the kindergarten to refund the tuition fee, some say to respond to the early opening of the kindergarten, and more are thinking about which school to transfer their children to. of.
The tuition fees of this kindergarten next to the community are not low, and it can barely be regarded as a "noble school", and those who can send their children to it basically do not lack money, so the discussion room talked about other sky-high price kindergartens.
As natives, the parents knew much more than Cheng Huan and the people who came halfway. After watching for a while, Cheng Huan learned the names of many kindergartens from them.
Most of these kindergartens are not too far away from the community, and the fees are high. Among them, the "Mars Kindergarten" appears most frequently.
[Kaikai's father: It's difficult to get into that kindergarten, and it basically doesn't accept people from outsiders. Can any of you find a relationship to get in?]
Followed by a bunch of no, occasionally complaining that this kindergarten is too proud.
Cheng Huan: "..." The name of this kindergarten is a bit familiar, it seems to be the one Jiang Mingyuan mentioned earlier
Cheng Huan felt a little guilty because of her own affairs. She put away her phone, hugged Xing Xing in her arms, and asked tentatively, "Honey, do you want to go to another kindergarten?"
"Why change?"
"Because the kindergarten is closed now, we have to go to school in another place."
"Then can I not go to school?" Xing Xing stood on the sofa and leaned on her body: "I want to be with my mother."
Cheng Huan: "..."
"this is not OK."
The little guy let out a long voice, and he pouted, not very happy: "Then change it."
"Good boy." Cheng Huan kissed him on the face, and asked his opinion without sincerity: "Is there any school you want to go to?"
This is actually just nonsense, the stars are only a little big, how can they know what school
Cheng Huan thought so, so he was not prepared to hear a useful answer, so he paused symbolically.
However…
"I want to go to Mars Kindergarten."
"Mom, there are a few good schools here. Take a look... hmm? How do you know about this kindergarten?" Cheng Huan was surprised.
Xing Xing took apart a pair of waterwheel building blocks and was trying to find the base from inside. He stopped what he was doing and thought about it: "Dad said that."
It turned out that he was waiting here, thinking that he was really as calm as he appeared on the surface.
Cheng Huan was a little surprised when he heard it at the beginning, but he wanted to laugh when he was overwhelmed. After laughing, he agreed: "Okay, let's go to Mars Kindergarten."
After all, this kindergarten has a good reputation among parents. Parents always hope to give their children better things.
Moreover, she felt that Jiang Mingyuan should be given more confidence. At that time, he said that he had done the trouble of finding the kindergarten, so he said that he would not let Mrs. Jiang disturb them, so he should be able to do it.
After all, she has been waiting for such a long time, and she has not waited for anyone to come to find fault.
After making this decision, Cheng Huan felt that a stone had been removed from her heart, and she became much more relaxed. She took a deep breath and continued to discuss with Xing Xing the additional conditions of changing schools.
"If we change schools, we will have to move. How about moving to Dad's place?"
Xing Xing stopped moving, and the building block fell from his hand without holding it. His eyes widened and his expression was blank. After a few seconds, the little guy changed his expression and jumped into Cheng Huan's arms with cheers. Said to move.
"Are you so happy?" The kid was jumping so hard that it was almost impossible to hold him. Cheng Huan tried his best to keep his balance, so he sat down without shame.
Xing Xingbang was steaming from his body, and finally stopped. He laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and said happily in multiple voices: "Mom, are we moving today? Dad said the new house is very big!"
Well, I thought my son didn't know anything, but the father and son had already passed their anger. Cheng Huan snorted inwardly, pinched Xing Xing's nose pretending to be angry, and said viciously: "Little traitor, what else did Dad tell you?"
"Dad said that Mom doesn't want to move." Xing Xingxing said in a low voice, and then put on a small face: "Mom, don't you want to live with Dad? But other children's parents live together."
In front of his son, Cheng Huan would of course deny it: "Nothing."
She said: "It's just that something was delayed before, don't you think we're moving now?"
Seems to make sense, Xing Xing thought and nodded: "Mom, let's tell Dad to pick us up."
Without waiting for Cheng Huan to stop him, he called Jiang Mingyuan.
Jiang Mingyuan was still working overtime for a meeting at this time, and an executive on the left was talking. Halfway through the conversation, the phone rang suddenly.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, with admiration for the owner of the mobile phone in their eyes. Who didn't know that the boss was not in a good mood recently, so he dared not to turn on the vibration during the meeting.
A group of senior executives searched for the source of the ringtone with the attitude of watching the show. After looking around, they found that the sound came from the front.
They turned their heads slightly stiffly and slowly as if they were suddenly pressed into slow motion, and looked at the front of the conference table. They saw a gentle expression on the face of the always stern boss. After saying wait a moment, he took the phone and left the conference room.
The door of the conference room closed behind him, and the people inside were scratching their heads and making eye contact with each other. But no one dared to blatantly go out and eavesdrop.
Jiang Mingyuan didn't answer the call for a long time. He came back two minutes later and opened the door to announce the good news.
"The meeting is adjourned. We will talk about the rest tomorrow. Everyone has worked hard." He nodded towards the crowd and turned to leave. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the pace of his departure seemed to be much faster than before.
The boss left, and naturally the others would not stay either. They took a long breath, packed their things and prepared to leave.
After Qi Shan finished typing the last paragraph, he turned off his notebook and got up. Before he could leave, someone poked him on the arm. The person who poked him showed a gossipy expression and asked, "Oh, is the boss in love? Are you in love?" Surely you know, don’t you? Tell us quickly.”
Qi Shan showed an embarrassed yet impolite smile.
He did know, but the boss didn't say anything. Would he dare to reveal the matter? Do you still want to work
"I don't think it's a relationship. Didn't I hear that the boss has a son? It should be to pick him up from school." Before he could say no, the person on the other side spoke first. Shan judged: "Am I right?"
"I'm not too sure about this, the boss didn't say anything." Qi Shan got out of the crowd with his notebook in hand: "I still have work to do, so let's go first."
…
Ever since receiving Xingxing's call, Jiang Mingyuan has expressed his urgency from top to bottom. Even the not-too-long drive felt unbearable. He checked his watch no less than ten times along the way before finally reaching the downstairs of the community.
The elevator door opened, he took a deep breath and walked out, stood at the door and rang the doorbell.
Thinking of the faint footsteps inside the door, Jiang Mingyuan tried his best to control his rapid heartbeat, but he couldn't slow down the rapid heartbeat. The door opened, and his expression remained the same, but he couldn't help but smile for a moment: "You promised to move here?"
Asking this question before entering the door seems to be in a hurry, Cheng Huan thought about it, and felt happy. She hummed, found his slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them over: "Why are you here now? Have you eaten tonight?"
"Not yet." Jiang Mingyuan bent over to change his shoes, feeling full of energy and didn't need to eat at all. He put the shoes away, got up and followed behind and asked, "The house over there has been packed. Do you have time tomorrow? I'll ask Can someone help you pack your things?"
"No, most of the things in the house belong to the landlord. I can just pack some clothes and toys. You don't need to find someone."
"There are a lot of toys, how can you do it alone?" Jiang Mingyuan disagreed, he reached out to catch his son who rushed over, and followed Cheng Huan into the kitchen: "Maybe you move in a few days, and I'll come and give it to you when I'm free." Clean up for you?"
Cheng Huan lowered his head to slice the fish, and the black fish was sliced into evenly thick slices, which are going to be used to make pickled fish later. She listened to Jiang Mingyuan talking a lot more than usual, and the corners of her mouth kept a happy arc.
"That's fine." She agreed with Jiang Mingyuan's second suggestion, and then instructed others: "Wash the sauerkraut for me."
Jiang Mingyuan had no objection. He put down the stars, picked up the sauerkraut on the plate, and washed it carefully under the tap.
After he finished washing, Cheng Huan just finished the fish fillet. She put the fish on the plate, cleaned the cutting board, changed the knife, and prepared to cut sauerkraut.
"Let me do it." Jiang Mingyuan has no achievements in cooking, but he can still cut a dish. Cheng Huan didn't show politeness to him, handed the knife to make room, and removed the fish bones, fish heads, and fish that had been removed before. The tail was marinated with seasoning, put it aside, found a piece of garlic, broke it open and gave a few pieces to Xing Xing: "Help mom peel the garlic."
Xing Xing took the few garlics, and because of his small hands, one leaked out from between his fingers. He squatted down to pick them up, and peeled them like his mother.
The child had no similar experience before, and the pits were not cleaned after peeling a piece of garlic. His fingernails were short, and his hands became hot after peeling a few times.
"Mom, my hand hurts." He held Lian in the other hand, his eyes fixed on the tip of his thumb, his small face was tightly wrinkled.
"What's wrong?"
"Where does it hurt? Let me see."
Two voices sounded at the same time, Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan turned around together, they bent down to approach the star at the same time, and then bumped their heads halfway.
They were not fast, and their faces didn't hurt when they bumped into each other. Logically speaking, it wasn't a big deal, but after the collision, one of them turned their heads and the other didn't move, causing Cheng Huan's lips to wipe Jiang Mingyuan's face.