The kindergarten will hold outdoor parent-child activities on Sunday, and the teacher will announce various matters in the parent group on Friday, so that parents can prepare in advance. In addition to parents, each child also prepares a show to perform on the bus.
Ye Linchuan has just finalized the contract, and now is the busiest time, so he definitely has no time to waste a day with her. It is said that an elder brother is like a father, and the father cannot participate, so the burden naturally falls on Ye Qinghe.
Ziyu had never been to kindergarten, and it was the first time for Ye Qinghe to go on an outing with children.
He was somewhat flustered, worried that this could not be done well or that could not be done correctly, after much deliberation, he couldn't help but contact the very experienced Shen Zhou.
The two connected via video, discussing the upcoming parent-child outing while doing group work.
"Uncle won't you take Ya Ya?" Shen Zhou asked casually while holding a pen to write.
Ye Qinghe shook his head: "My dad just signed a project, it seems to be real estate development, and he doesn't go home, so how can he take Ya Ya to go on an outing when he has time?"
He still remembers that when he was in kindergarten, his father was always absent, whether it was performances or museum exhibitions, either at meetings abroad or at important banquets. When the father was not free, the mother became the person who often accompanied him. Later, the mother passed away, and the parents were no longer seen in school activities. Even the parents' meeting was held with the help of the secretary or assistant.
Ye Qinghe is just a child, and he will naturally complain after a long time, but he doesn't blame him.
He sympathizes with his father's hard work and understands why he pays. He keeps his loneliness and sadness in his heart and turns it into motivation to study hard, take good care of his younger brother, and get along well with his classmates and teachers.
Ye Qinghe made himself worry and mature enough, and tried not to add any trouble to his father.
But Ye Ya was still young, and half of her short life was spent in the laboratory. As an older brother, he hoped that she would have a childhood that was not lonely, and that those unfortunate memories would be smoothed away without worry.
"I hope I can replace Dad and make her feel dependable." Ye Qinghe's clear voice was firm.
He came here when Ye Ya was that age, and he didn't want Ye Ya to be like him, always looking at other people's fathers with envy. If the father can't do it, he will replace the father and become the one who can make the younger siblings feel safe.
As soon as Shen Zhou's pen tip stopped, he raised his eyes to look at Ye Qinghe, and suddenly felt that children from rich families are quite pitiful...
Shen Zhou comforted and said, "You don't have to be too nervous, just follow along, the kindergarten teacher will take care of other things." After Shen Zhou's words fell, he saw a small half of his face peeking out from the crack of the door watching secretly from the corner of his eye.
A rare look appeared on his face: "Is it Yaya?"
It was discovered.
Ye Ya covered her mouth, her black pearl-like eyes rolled around twice.
Squeak.
Ye Ya pushed open the door and walked in with small steps.
She was wearing a cake skirt provided by the Home of Childlike Innocence, a bunny-ear-shaped hairpin, big eyes and small pink lips, naturally quiet and lovely.
"Brother Shen Zhou." Ye Ya stood on tiptoe, put both hands on the table, and sweetly greeted Shen Zhou in the video.
"Brother is doing homework, so I can't play with you." Even though he said so, Ye Qinghe still hugged Ye Ya on his lap.
She looked at the ballpoint pen on the table and reached out to get it.
"No." Ye Qinghe stopped her movement, with a serious expression, "Yaya can't play with pens."
Ye Ya moved dishonestly on his lap: "Ya Ya helps brother with homework..." Brother is doing math homework, she is the best at counting.
Ye Qinghe refused decisively: "Brother doesn't want Ya Ya to do it." Besides, how could she do it.
Ye Ya, who was rejected, folded her arms around her chest and let out a huff, turning her head away and leaving him with a round profile.
Shen Zhou calmly opened up the topic: "The teacher said that all children have to perform, what will Ya Ya want to perform?"
This opening reminded Ye Ya.
When returning home from school on Friday, the teacher specially reminded the children to prepare a talent show in advance, saying that they would show it to their parents in the car.
But she didn't think about what to do.
Ye Ya pointed her chin with her index finger, her brows furrowed.
She is mediocre and has no special skills. She knows nothing but singing, and she can only sing a few songs...
Looking at the little figure who was so deep in thought, Shen Zhou pursed his lips and suppressed a smile: "Ya Ya can think about it alone, and tell us when you think about it."
She had to think about it carefully, she wanted to present the best show to her brother.
"Then I'll think about it." Ye Ya jumped off Ye Qinghe's lap, patted the back of his hand, and said like a little adult, "I can't help it, I can only do homework for my brother next time." I went outside to ponder.
Ye Qinghe watched Ye Ya's back leave, and silently gave Shen Zhou a thumbs up.
He was taller than his deskmate.
**
Without Ye Ya and Ziyu's interruptions, Ye Qinghe quickly finished the group homework left by the school, and there was 2 hours of piano lessons left.
At ten o'clock, the piano teacher came to Ye's house on time to teach Ye Qinghe how to play the piano.
The piano room was tightly closed, and the sound of the piano came out intermittently. After pondering for a long time, Ye Ya stood in front of the door and raised her head, listening to the moving sound of the piano from inside, Ye Ya blinked curiously, moved the small stool in the In front of the door, stand on it and reach out to unscrew the doorknob.
The sun was shining gently on the ground, and the young man bathed in the warm sun was sitting in front of the black and white piano keys, his body under the white shirt was slender and thin.
He danced with his fingertips, and the slightly long hair on his forehead slightly covered his eyes, but it was hard to conceal the gentleness in his bones.
Ye Ya's small face was pressed against the door, she listened attentively and didn't pay attention to her hand, the door opened forward inadvertently, without support, Ye Ya's body became unstable and fell directly to the floor.
The two people in the room looked over together.
"What are you doing, kid?" the piano teacher said with a hint of Tianjin Allegro.
Ye Ya got up from the ground, puffed her mouth and exhaled into her sore little palm, and said nonchalantly, "Why don't you do it~" There was a smell of Tianjin Allegro soaked in milk.
The piano teacher laughed and looked at her with a smile: "Hey, children are interesting."
Ye Qinghe was very embarrassed, and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Cheng, can you speak Mandarin?"
Cheng Yuanxin is from Tianjin, and his family owns a crosstalk studio. I heard that in addition to teaching piano, he can also teach people to play allegro. It doesn't matter to him, but Yaya of their family is just learning the language, so don't get distracted by it.
"Yes, yes, yes." Teacher Cheng knelt down and waved to Ye Ya, "Come here."
The leaf buds are motionless.
"Afraid, come here to show you a treasure." Teacher Chen took the schoolbag and took out an... Allegro.
Ye Ya stared at the baby in his hand, tilting her head in confusion.
Mr. Cheng was so cute because of the tilted head, he immediately forgot the main work, hit the allegro with e da e da, and sang a ditty with an authentic Tianjin dialect: "There are sixty-six alleys in our place, and there lives a Sixty-six-year-old Liu Laoliu has sixty-six high-rise buildings in his home, and there are sixty-six baskets of sweet-scented osmanthus oil on the upper floor, and sixty-six bolts of green crepe are covered on the baskets..."
The bamboo board rattled, and Teacher Cheng's sharp tongue made Ye Ya's eyes shine.
still remember...
At the beginning, my mother also used this tune to sing her a gentle sleep song.
This is the taste of mom!
"Teacher Cheng, we..."
"I want to learn, I want to learn!!" Ye Ya was so excited that she jumped high, "Ya Ya wants to learn, Ya Ya wants to learn, Ya Ya wants to learn to perform for the children tomorrow."
Ye Qinghe: "?"
system:"?"
System: [Ya Ya, don't make trouble! You will be a genius violinist in the future! ]
In the original book, Ye Ya took the place of Xia Qing in the performance and won the first place with a violin solo, becoming the most popular talented girl in the country. She is going to be on the Vienna stage in the future, how, how can she learn Tianjin Allegro! !
No no no, absolutely not.
System: [Yaya can't learn Allegro! ! Uncle doesn't allow you to learn this! ! ]
The system kept yelling in his head, but Ye Ya turned a deaf ear to its dissuasion, and kept repeating like a repeater that he had to learn, he had to learn.
Her eagerness made Teacher Cheng very happy, "You are too young to play this kind of allegro, but you can play this." Teacher Cheng took out a pair of red silk fingerboards from his schoolbag. There are four fingerboards in a pair, and two red silk scarves are attached to the bottom. There are finger sleeves on the board, so children don't have to worry about falling to the ground. This pair of bamboo boards was originally used for relatives and children to perform on stage, but it turned out to be too small to fit, and now it happened to be given to Ye Ya.
"Come on, the teacher will put it on for you."
Ye Ya didn't refuse, and eagerly sent her two little hands over.
Teacher Cheng put the fingerboard on Ye Ya's finger, and said with a smile: "Four fingerboards are easy to learn, and the teacher will teach you seven when you are proficient." After putting it on, he let go of his hand: "Try it."
The leaf buds and bamboo boards are so clipped, the sound of wood and bamboo is crisp.
She stared at it for two seconds, her eyes lit up, her mouth opened into an O shape, and she exclaimed as if she had discovered a new world.
Teacher Cheng nodded in satisfaction, and taught: "Jiezi should be practiced according to the five skills and three skills, but you are too young, and you don't understand these things when I tell you now. You can play a dozen casually, find the rhythm, and some ditties you know. without?"
Little song
Ye Ya shook his head.
"It's okay, nursery rhymes are fine."
"..."
How can this be taught.
Ye Qinghe suddenly felt something was wrong, "Mr. Teacher, our class..."
"I can play nursery rhymes!" Ye Ya shook his head and hit the board before he finished speaking. Although the jerky movements were not so standard, they were all in tune.
"Hit bamboo boards, celebrate the New Year, and every family is happy; children, don't cry, mother and I will come right away. Grab it, wash it, chop it, chop it, and eat it!"
"Quack, quack, clack, clack, clack, clack..."
? ? This is a nursery rhyme?
Ye Qinghe, who was 12 years old and hadn't seen much of the world, was shocked on the spot.
What exactly had she learned in these days in kindergarten
Teacher Cheng was the only one present who applauded, and his tone was unconcealable excitement: "Genius! I didn't expect you to be able to play so well!" The moves are not standard, and it is really good to play well. This kind of talent You can go directly to pay homage to your own family, I believe his father will be happy to accept this kid.
Teacher Cheng felt itchy, and couldn't help going up to regulate her movements, and taught her some simple and easy-to-understand basic skills. Ye Ya's brain is not that of an ordinary child.
Of the two of them, one is serious about learning, the other is serious about teaching, and the air is full of pleasant allegro atmosphere.
Ye Qinghe was ignored by his younger sister for the first time, and he couldn't help feeling jealous. He looked in the direction of the two sullenly, sat upright, put his hands on the keys, and pressed a syllable.
"Quack, quack, clack, clack, clack..."
The sound of the bamboo board overwhelmed the sound of the piano, Ye Qinghe continued to play unconvinced.
One sound of the piano, two clicks of the allegro; one sound, one click.
Ye Qinghe took a deep breath and gave up completely.
One day passed while Ye Ya was learning allegro, Teacher Cheng finally remembered his task, and looked extremely embarrassed when he walked out of the house.
He looked at Ye Qinghe nervously, and said, "You don't have to pay me my salary today, I'm sorry, Qinghe, Ya Ya is so cute." Teacher Cheng just got a daughter, and it was when he liked children, Ye Ya was smart and well-behaved, No one can love it.
"I will come to teach you again tomorrow." Teacher Cheng sincerely promised.
"No need, Teacher Cheng." Ye Qinghe shook his head and refused, "Tomorrow I will take Ya Ya to participate in kindergarten activities."
Teacher Cheng looked embarrassed, "Then, I will make up the lessons for you two days next week."
When Mr. Cheng finished speaking and was about to leave, the sound of rattling bamboo boards and the little girl's fluent Tianjing accent came from the room again.
"That's a dozen of bamboo boards. Let's not praise anything else. Let's praise the teacher first. The teacher is wonderful, and the teacher's teaching is amazing; come again next time, you..."
Facing Ye Qinghe's astonished gaze, Mr. Cheng let out a half-smile, and hurriedly left with his bag on his shoulders.
Ye Qinghe turned his head stiffly to look at Ye Ya, who was successfully performing what he had learned to the nanny and Ye Ziyu in the living room, and sighed, forget it, as long as my sister is happy.
He sat down and watched her "performance" with Ziyu.
Ye Ya played allegro with her small hands all day, and her fingers were all red when she rested at night.
She was still in high spirits, Ye Qinghe spent a long time persuading the little girl to go back to the room.
Ye Ya's room is next to Ye Qinghe's. The room has been renovated into a dreamy fairytale style. The bed is so big that it won't fall off no matter how she rolls.
"Brother, I want to..."
"You don't want to." He carried his sister to bed, took off her little slippers, and wrapped the child tightly in the quilt.
Ye Ya's eyes were clear, shining like two stars, she stretched out her hand, "...Hands hurt." The Allegro with the fingers is easy to hold, but it will still be tiring to hold it for a day, Ye Ya took a deep breath, Said coquettishly, "Brother, blow it off."
Ye Qinghe rubbed and blew on her.
The cat-shaped clock on the wall was ticking, Ye Ya began to feel sleepy, she rubbed her pantothenic acid eyes, yawned and closed her eyes.
"Good night, have a good dream." Ye Qinghe kissed her forehead, the cat on her shoulder kissed the top of the girl's hair, and then left with Ye Qinghe.
The sleeping Ye Ya sank into a wonderful dream.
She saw herself flying above the clouds, returning to the end of time, and saw the gentle mother and father standing in front of the hut.
"Ya Ya, come here." The piranha mother with long hair falling down to her waist smiled and reached out to her.
"Mom..." Yaya babbled and turned over, she pinched her nostrils and began to mutter, "Father, mother, Ya misses you, misses you in my heart."
Allegro is good at learning, and he never forgets to rhyme in his dreams.
**
It dawned overnight.
The teacher informed the parents that they must arrive at school at seven o'clock. Ye Ya was woken up early by the nanny, packed up her breakfast, and then she carried her new pink schoolbag and Ye Qinghe in a car to head to school.
From a distance, Ye Ya could see three buses parked outside the school gate, presumably they were the vehicles to take them to the suburbs.
"Here we are." The driver parked the car on the side of the road and warmly told him, "Be careful when you play, and call me before you come back."
Ye Qinghe nodded, and walked towards the school holding Ye Ya.
All the parents stood outside, chatting about the family and children in groups of three or four, and the excitement made it difficult for others to get involved. Ye Qinghe suddenly stopped, and felt like shrinking back.
"Ya Ya is here, where is your father?" Teacher Liu's cry made everyone's eyes fall.
Today, the two are wearing brother and sister outfits. On the same white sweater, one has a yellow smiling face printed on it, and the other has a yellow crying face printed on it.
Ye Qinghe has a slender figure, a straight spine, and nobility in his eyebrows and eyes. He is too delicate and handsome, and instantly becomes the focus of the crowd. Ye Qinghe, who was scrutinized by several eyes, held Ye Ya's little hand tightly, his ears flushed from embarrassment.
"Hi teacher, I'm Yaya's elder brother." He spoke softly, "My father can't come because of work, so I can only participate in the activities instead of him."
Ye Qinghe was well educated and easily won Teacher Liu's favor.
"It's okay, just have someone to accompany you."
"Ya Ya greets the teacher." Ye Qinghe pushed Ye Ya.
She raised her face and said in a long voice, "Hello, teacher."
Ye Ya wears his favorite bright yellow fisherman hat on his head, and the yellow rope for adjustment is loosely drawn from both sides to his chin. Under the brilliance of the morning sun, her bare forearms were so white that they glowed, her baby-fat face was round, and her eyes were round and harmless like a cat.
The brother and sister are really beautiful, shining like two stars, the parents silently pulled their children to the side, not wanting to stand by as a foil.
"Everyone line up and wait for others. We will start on time at 7:30."
While speaking, Shen Zhou led Shen Ran to arrive.
One of the two was expressionless, and the other had a birthmark on his eye. It was not easy to mess with looking gloomy. Someone glanced at Shen Ran curiously, and immediately picked up the child and walked to the other side.
"Brother Shen Zhou!" Ye Ya broke away from Ye Qinghe's hand and rushed over.
Shen Zhou protected the child with one hand, lowered his head and smiled; "Good morning, Ya Ya."
Not long after saying hello, Xia Qing also got out of her car and ran to Ye Ya's side.
In this way, everyone is complete.
Five minutes before the departure time, the parents got on the bus one after another. When Ye Ya was about to find Xia Qing and Shen Ran with her schoolbag in her arms, Ye Qinghe pulled her to her side by the strap of the schoolbag.
"Yaya, you belong to the small class."
Ye Ya and Xia Qing looked at each other across the sky, and there was reluctance in each other's eyes.
It would be great if I could go to sister Xia Qing...
Thinking of this, the bus driver suddenly said, "There's no room for this bus."
Xia Qing's ears were sharp, and when she heard what the driver said, she jumped up and raised her hand: "Go this way! Go this way! Go this way!"
Ye Ya jumped up, "Go there! Go there! Go there!" ←The little trumpet became a spirit.
Although Teacher Liu was reluctant to let the children out of his sight, he had no choice but to let them get on the bus of the big class after talking to Teacher Li from the next class.
In front of Ye Ya are Xia Qing and her mother, behind are Shen Ran and Shen Zhou, and next to her is her brother. She is surrounded by people she likes, and she is so happy that she shakes her feet.
The car started to start, and the journey lasted more than an hour, which was a long way.
Teacher Li stood in front, holding the handrail with one hand, and holding the horn in the other to organize activities in the car.
The big class is the same as the small class, each child takes turns to perform the prepared program.
I saw five or six-year-old children showing their abilities, reciting poems, singing songs, and guessing riddles. Soon it was Shen Ran's turn. Under Teacher Li's urging, Shen Ran reluctantly walked away slowly. up.
Shen Ran tugged at the hem of his clothes, the sight of the car made him uneasy and timid, his head slowly drooped.
"Did Shen Ran not prepare a show?" Teacher Li asked softly.
Shen Ran squeezed her clothes, her voice was vague: "...ready."
"Teacher, he doesn't dare to perform!" Liu Zishi yelled next to him, "Coward, coward! Teacher Li, let me go up, I can perform!"
He stood up and couldn't stop making fun of it. Grandma Liu Zishi next to him didn't intend to stop her, she smiled and peeled the oranges for her grandson, "That's right, come down quickly and let our family come down."
Teacher Li looked embarrassed.
Shen Zhou frowned slightly, his cold eyes fixed on the little fat man on the side.
The young man's gaze was cold, Liu Zishi was frightened by this gaze, and he sat down on the chair and complained in a low voice: "Grandma, brother Shen Ran stared at me."
Grandma Liu Zishi rolled her eyes and comforted her grandson: "It's okay, let's ignore him."
The atmosphere temporarily returned to normal, and Teacher Li gently patted Shen Ran on the shoulder: "Is Shen Ran unprepared? It's okay, you can be honest."
"I..." He prepared, and what he prepared was a fairy tale. He rehearsed for a long time yesterday, and there was no problem in the simulation in the morning, but he retreated when he arrived.
When my mind was in chaos, I suddenly heard a soft and waxy child's voice coming from below.
"Teacher, I will accompany brother Shen Ran!"
The back of the seat is a bit high, and Teacher Li looked around and only saw a small arm raised high.
She was startled, and suddenly remembered that this was the little girl who had just transferred from the next class.
"Okay, are you singing?"
Ye Ya opened her schoolbag and rummaged through the pile of things for her precious Allegro, "No, no, it's not singing..." After finding it, Ye Ya put the Allegro on her fingers and walked over her brother.
The three-year-old Ye Ya was smaller than all the children present, with short arms and legs like a white dumpling.
She took off her hat, and her soft and curly hair was braided into two centipede braids at the back of her head. The ends of her hair were tied into small braids with flower hairpins on both sides. Under the sparse bangs were two curved eyebrows.
"I... I'll play the allegro for brother Shen Ran." She raised the allegro in her hand and shook it.
Looking at the two flowing red silk scarves and the little girl's serious face, all the parents present were taken aback.
"Brother Shen Ran, hurry up, I'm ready."
Shen Ran was dumbfounded.
He stood there like a log, and Xia Qing, who was sitting in the seat, was instantly dissatisfied. She knelt on the seat and shouted at him: "Hurry up! Yaya is playing for you, why are you dawdling!" Baba, "Boys, don't be so dawdling!"
puff.
The parents all laughed.
Mother Xia blushed and blocked her daughter's mouth.
After shouting like this, Shen Ran became sober, and took a deep breath: "I, I will tell you a fairy tale."
Ye Ya knocked on the bamboo board, and followed the sound of the bamboo board in a childish voice: "You speak, let's listen."
——Is this accent a bit wrong
Shen Ran scratched her head and mustered up the courage to start telling the fairy tale that she had rehearsed all night.