Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

So Zhou Huilan asked about He Yuanchao's illness.

Unexpectedly, before Su Xiaojuan could say anything, her eyes were red, she dragged Zhou Huilan to sit on the sofa next to her, and then wiped away her tears.

"Sister Zhou, He Yuanchao and I came to work in the city from the countryside. We were helpless and no one mentioned anything. He went back the other day and told me that you want to promote him to start a decoration company. I said it was so good. I should seize the opportunity and thank you for your kindness, but he was timid and refused to do it. I just said a few words to him. I really want him to make progress. He is also a little timid, but his ability lies there. , Sister Zhou, please give us another chance to try."

Zhou Huilan was confused when she heard this, but she also understood what was going on. Apparently, the young couple thought they were angry so they didn't come here. They missed the opportunity they gave to be the boss.

"Recently, I've been delayed by some personal matters. I'm not saying that I'm angry with someone. Alas... I'm also to blame for this matter. How is Xiao He's illness? Is he seriously ill? I really have to go see him when you say that. Look at him, thanks to him running around to greet the decoration for me, how can people get sick!"

Su Xiaojuan was stunned when she heard the words, "Why, what, how did you say that, sister Zhou, you...are you angry with He Yuanchao?"

Zhou Huilan shook her head, "Of course not, how can I be such a temperamental person!"

Seeing that Su Xiaojuan didn't speak, Zhou Huilan glanced at the red rose behind the bar, "Is Xiao He seriously ill? Why don't I go and see him and tell him clearly, so as not to bother him?" You can't recover well."

"It's not serious, he's actually healed already, but he's still a little awkward. It'll be fine when I get back from get off work at night and coax him."

Hearing what Su Xiaojuan said, Zhou Huilan didn't insist anymore.

"Then, sister Zhou, the decoration company that He Yuanchao mentioned earlier..."

"Oh, let's discuss the details when he is well. Then you will help the staff. I don't know anything. I just think that the house is empty, so it can be regarded as waste utilization."

After leaving the house sales department, Zhou Huilan didn't go back to her new house. Seeing that it was still early, she remembered the preschool class she learned about when she inquired about the surrounding situation, so she planned to go to the field to find out the situation.

Opposite Jinxiu Huafu is the family courtyard of the machinery factory, and across the road to the north of the family courtyard is the children's elementary school of their machinery factory.

These days, everyone goes to the nearest school, and in the concept of ordinary people, there is no distinction between a good school and a bad school.

The children of workers who work in factories go to schools for children of workers, those who work in government agencies go to schools directly under the government agencies, and businessmen who don’t have units go to the nearest school for borrowing fees.

These schools range from kindergartens and preschools to high schools, but near Splendid Washington, there is not only the children's primary school of the machinery factory, but also a city experimental primary school.

But the preschool class is only for the children of the machinery factory.

This is the one that Zhou Huilan went to see today.

With the expansion of the laid-off wave, the efficiency of the factory is not good, and the funds for these schools have also been affected. Therefore, in recent years, it is only necessary for children to go to school to pay the borrowing fee. It is not as strict as before, and non-factory children cannot got inside.

The preschool is next to the elementary school, across from a croquet factory, and in the family courtyard next to it, which is also for the convenience of sending children.

But for Zhou Huilan, walking through one neighborhood and then crossing a road into another neighborhood is really not that close.

But there was only such a preschool nearby, and she didn't have much choice.

The school is a small three-story building. Zhou Huilan counted it. There are six classrooms on each floor, minus the offices.

When Zhou Huilan came over, it happened to be the time for extracurricular activities.

The teachers led the children downstairs for free activities, which seemed to be not much different from the extracurricular time in kindergartens.

Just because she was standing outside the railing, Zhou Huilan quickly noticed an old man not far away, and a little chubby guy inside the fence who was sticking his ass and bending over to eat.

Fat Duner's food was extremely delicious, but the food he ate was handed in mouthful by mouthful with a spoon through the fence.

This operation left Zhou Huilan dumbfounded.

Her previous self was enough to spoil the child, but she didn't expect that there were people outside the mountains, and there were still such manipulations.

"Master, if you eat like this...you're not afraid of choking the child?" Zhou Huilan couldn't hold back, so she interjected.

While feeding the braised pork in the lunch box with rice into the mouth of the little chubby dun'er in the fence, the uncle replied: "I can't choke, how much can you eat with such a small spoon! I choked everywhere... "

Zhou Huilan saw that the braised pork was bright in color, soft and elastic, and the heat was well controlled.

In just one sentence, the chubby dun'er took two more mouthfuls.

Zhou Huilan found that the normal-sized spoon was really not too big for him, and he swallowed it after mouthful after mouthful before opening his mouth to take the second mouthful.

The grandparent and grandson cooperated tacitly, obviously it wasn't just the beginning.

"Master, is the food in this preschool class bad?"

The uncle clicked his tongue, "This is a preschool class, not a kindergarten. There is no food in charge. There is not even a snack. How can the child survive such a long day?"

I dare to dislike that this preschool class does not have extra meals in the morning and afternoon like kindergartens, and they are specially here to deliver meals.

Zhou Huilan secretly made a note in her heart, thinking that if Yaoyao couldn't bear it in the future, she would have to come and give the child this way.

Just thinking about it, the teacher has already called the children back to the classroom.

The little chubby dun'er opened his mouth wide and whimpered quickly, saying goodbye to the old man while running.

The uncle was so anxious that the spoon on the lunch box was like a gong, "Slow down, slow down, don't choke!"

It wasn't until the children had entered the classroom that the uncle packed up the lunch box.

After the uncle left, Zhou Huilan entered the preschool class.

Because it is a transition between kindergarten and primary school, the preschool class is actually only one year, because the time is short and the tasks are not too heavy. The main task of the school is to let the children who can't sit still at the desk settle down.

Hearing that Zhou Huilan wanted to send her daughter to the class, the director did not refuse, "It's already May, and it's only two months after the completion of this semester. Do you want to consider sending the child here in September?"

Zhou Huilan had never thought of this plan.

"It's not that we can't join the class, but the transfer students usually come in the last semester, because the difference between them is not too big because they are all just from kindergarten, but by this time, almost all the children will graduate and go to elementary school. If you come in again, you must be out of group, and you are young, and you are mainly afraid of being bullied by older children."