The King of Hell is three and a half years old, and the group pet is sweet and soft

Jade can't be cut, it can't be made into a tool, people don't learn, and don't know etiquette.

A little bit of grievance now, Yanyan will understand when he grows up.

Su Yanyan listened to the two old men talking, and kept poking the food in the bowl with the spoon in his hand.

It's like spilling all the gas on the food.

After hearing this, she knew that she was going to kindergarten anyway.

So he turned his grief and anger into strength, and started eating with big mouthfuls.

Even if you die, you have to be a full ghost, don't you? ?
Who knows if the food at noon in the kindergarten is delicious? ?

Just as she was thinking about it, Yang Mengying said seductively: "The food at Yanyan Kindergarten is delicious."

"There's pasta for kids."

"And delicious rice noodles."

"And rose apples after lunch."

"There are a lot of small biscuits of all kinds."

"Oh, if Yanyan doesn't go, all these things will be gone."

As he spoke, he made a look at Mr. Rong, asking him to help him.

Mr. Rong nodded decently, "That's right, the kindergarten we chose for Yanyan is great."

"Not only that, there are a lot of toys over there, not even at home."

Yang Mengying glared at him.

What's wrong with my husband?

Don't you know that Yanyan is only interested in food?

Men are careless.

She didn't see that Yan Yan was perfunctory in playing with those toys in front of them.

There is a genius girl hiding in the house, but the father and son don't know it at all.

How slow is this reaction?

I'm afraid the reflex arc has to go around the imperial capital several times, right? ?
Old man Rong was stared inexplicably. He looked up and saw his wife, blinking at him non-stop.

Not only that, but he kept pointing at the table with his chin.

Mr. Rong didn't react at first, and waited until his wife stared at him again.

He suddenly realized that what his wife was talking about was food.

He couldn't help but patted his forehead.

Oh, how could he forget, his granddaughter is a foodie.

It's embarrassing now.

"Well, ahem, Yanyan, the food in that kindergarten is really good, really good."

Mr. Rong was a little helpless to explain.

This made Su Yanyan, who was still a little interested, immediately see that the two of them wanted to fool him into going to kindergarten.

She sighed in her heart, as expected, struggling was useless.

Su Yanyan raised a smiling face, "Yes."

The two looked at each other, and also noticed that Su Yanyan was a little perfunctory.

But it is also very good if the child does not reject it.

After all, they have heard that some children go to kindergarten, which is almost like being punished.

Crying all over the place early in the morning, the adults were almost devastated and had a mental breakdown.

Sure enough, their family Yanyan is still the most sensible child.

Because when Rong Ye was in kindergarten, he didn't seem to have such a good time.

Thinking of his wicked son who was driven to work, Mr. Rong's head hurts again.

It's been so long since I've given this kid a mission, yet there's still no news.

Is this because the enemy is too strong, or is that kid just not paying attention? ?
He will have to ask tonight.

If the enemy is too strong, I will bear it if I don't find out the news.

If that kid is not paying attention, he will directly break his leg.

However, in order not to worry his granddaughter, he was placed under house arrest after breaking his leg so that he could not see his granddaughter.

Hmph, that kid is still young to fight with him!
Rong Ye, who was reading the documents in the company office, trembled unconsciously.

There was an inexplicable chill just now.

Could it be that someone is plotting against him?
I went there on the first day, so I didn't ask the driver to take Su Yanyan off, but Yang Mengying drove it by himself.

Although Mr. Rong wanted to follow, Yang Mengying refused.

What can my husband do with me? It's nothing more than putting more pressure on the kindergarten.

It's not good for Yan Yan, so I'd better go by myself.

Women should talk better, and don't make the atmosphere so tense.

They are sending their children to kindergarten, not sending them to the battlefield, such a big gesture.

The kindergarten here is the same school as Rongqi's middle school, but they are divided into different departments.

Rong Qi is in the high school, where there are elementary school, kindergarten, and junior high school.

The school is one-stop, and you can go directly to high school.

Yang Mengying took Su Yanyan to the director's office.

A thin old man greeted them, "Mrs. Rong, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The principal was very polite and welcomed the two of them in.

Su Yanyan was sitting on the sofa with his rabbit backpack on his back, listening to the two talking.

The head of the garden looked at Su Yanyan who was sitting upright, with a smile on his face, "This is your granddaughter, she looks so good-looking and so obedient."

When Yang Mengying heard the other party praise Su Yanyan, she unconsciously straightened up.

Words are indeed very good.

"Yes."

The principal squatted in front of Su Yanyan at this moment, "Kids, go to the classroom with the teacher later and see the other students, okay?"

Many children cried when they first came here, unwilling to leave their families.

The director has seen this kind of situation a lot, and has dealt with it a lot, so he is very experienced.

His current state makes it easier for the children to settle down.

Su Yanyan looked at the old man with few hairs in front of him.

This shape is a bit like the grandpa of Maruko Momoko in the cartoon.

The heads are all pointed, and there are not many hairs yet.

Laughing a little bit wretched.

Well, the real version.

It's not easy to find like this.

Su Yanyan nodded, "Okay, grandpa."

The director wanted to burst into tears.

He is not very old, he is only in his 50s.

He was actually called grandpa. Although he was also a grandpa, he didn't want to admit that he was old.

He shouted to the outside: "Xiao Liu, come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young aunt in casual clothes walked in.

The woman walked in front of Su Yanyan, showing a gentle smile, "Can you go to the classroom with the teacher?"

Su Yanyan jumped off the sofa, turned around and waved to Yang Mengying, "Grandma, I'm going to the classroom."

"Be careful when you go back and drive by yourself."

Yang Mengying's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, "Okay, let's go Yanyan, grandma will pick you up at night."

The granddaughter is so sweet.

After Su Yanyan and the teacher left, Yang Mengying told the principal about Su Yanyan's basic situation.

The principal was worried when he heard that the child's mother was not around.

He is engaged in education, and those single-parent children are somewhat sensitive.

"Mrs. Rong, I see. I will definitely let the teacher pay attention."

"Don't worry."

Seeing that the other party understood what she meant, Yang Mengying nodded in satisfaction.

"Then we will leave Yanyan to you."

She got up and went outside, and the principal sent her out very politely.