Zhou Huilan put a plastic bag on the soup bowl in two layers. The stewed soup was left for a while before pouring it in and packing it. The mouth of the bag was folded and tied tightly.

After Liu Na left that day, she didn't come back to say about the spilled soup.

And Zhou Huilan also found that the business in the store began to improve slowly.

From the original table where I couldn't sit around a circle every day, it started to overturn. Although it is not a particularly big improvement, as long as it gets better every day, Zhou Huilan feels very happy.

It's just that the store is so busy, Zhou Huilan has to prepare several times more ingredients. Although Lu Changqing goes back to the pharmacy every morning to send Yaoyao to the specialty class without saying anything, but seeing her mother immersed in the busy work again, Yaoyao is a little unhappy.

This morning, Zhou Huilan was about to go out when she heard Yaoyao throwing a temper tantrum while sitting at the dining table.

Lu Changqing coaxed her patiently, but the little girl acted like crazy and threw the milk cup on the ground.

"I don't want to go to class! Don't!"

Zhou Huilan was taken aback, put down the little leather shoes she had just taken out, seeing that Lu Changqing also looked confused, put down the handbag and went back to her daughter, took paper and a dustpan to clean up the mess on the ground, and pretended to ask Yao casually Yao, "What's the matter baby, aren't you happy in the specialty class?"

Yaoyao came to eat after she had changed her clothes. Today she was going to dance class. She was wearing pink practice clothes and white pantyhose, and the front of her light pink dance shoes were still dirty that couldn't be washed off.

In fact, Yaoyao can persist in dance class for so long, which Zhou Huilan never expected.

Almost ten days have passed, and four or five periods of dance lessons have been held. Yaoyao has always been very happy at home, and Zhou Huilan didn't understand why she suddenly lost her temper this morning.

Yaoyao didn't answer, Zhou Huilan just quietly cleaned up the milk and cup fragments on the floor, Lu Changqing came over with a dustpan, and the two of them cleaned the floor together.

Seeing that Yaoyao still kept her head down and didn't speak, Zhou Huilan was a little helpless, but she washed her hands and planned to go to the restaurant to get busy.

But as soon as she walked to the door, Yaoyao raised her head suddenly, "Mom, why can't you cook for me at home every day like other mothers, is our family poor?"

The serious posture of the child directly shocked Zhou Huilan, not only her, but Lu Changqing was also a little confused.

Zhou Huilan's eyes subconsciously scanned her own house. In this day and age, living in such a house...their family should not be considered poor, right?

After wandering her thoughts for a while, Zhou Huilan organized her words and explained: "Whatever Yaoyao likes, as long as there is a reasonable reason, Mom and Dad can satisfy it. Although our family is not very rich, it is not poor either."

"But, but because no one cooks nutritious meals for me at home, I eat so fat. The teacher said that my movements are not standard, and that I am not good-looking, and I am not suitable for learning dance at all!"

What kind of bullshit teacher is this!
Zhou Huilan's doubts were overwhelmed by anger in an instant. She looked at her wronged little daughter, and just wanted to slander that naughty teacher in person. Why would she say that Yaoyao is not good-looking!Also said we are fat!
Because Yaoyao has eaten better since she was a child, she is bigger and taller than children of the same age, but she is definitely not fat. The teacher said that a little girl is not afraid of causing a childhood shadow to the child. !
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Zhou Huilan couldn't attend this class at all.

Urging Yaoyao to eat breakfast, put on her shoes and get on the motorcycle, and send Yaoyao to the activity center with Lu Changqing.

She wants to see, what the hell is this dung-spitting dance teacher!

Along the way, Zhou Huilan had countless possibilities in her mind, but when she stood at the door of the dance classroom and saw the teacher who greeted the children at the door giving Yaoyao a contemptuous look, she really couldn't bear it. Stopped, went up and gave the teacher a push.

"Being a good teacher, you will have a psychological shadow on the children if you treat them differently. Do you have the morality of a teacher?"

Zhou Huilan's strength was great, except that she was uncontrollable in the first blow, but she carefully controlled her strength later on.

But maybe the dance teacher was too thin, she staggered back a few steps, and sat down on the ground.

Another teacher who was adjusting the movements of the children on the other side of the classroom rushed over and blocked the teacher.

"What are you doing! I called security!"

this sound...

Zhou Huilan froze for a moment, looked up in surprise, and saw the protruding Adam's apple on the man's neck, and then at the teacher with ear-length short hair...

"Are you a man?!"

With a cry from her, the classroom was directly set on fire.

Before it was time for class, many parents had already sent their children over, and upon hearing this, they all looked over.

The teacher turned around and left, but Lu Changqing grabbed his arm. The clear muscle strength made Lu Changqing, who is a doctor, clearly realize that this is really a man.

A man in a pink exercise suit who mingles in a dance classroom full of little girls!
Zhou Huilan only felt a "buzz" in her head, and her whole body was going to explode.

"How can you here..."

"I'm sorry, this parent. This is our new teaching assistant. If you have anything to say, you can tell me directly." The female teacher who fell to the ground delicately just now blocked Zhou Huilan with a vigorous figure, while the man took the opportunity to run away , but was unable to break free by Lu Changqing's wrist.

The female teacher became even more anxious, "Parent, you can't do this to our teaching assistants, please let go."

"It's not that I want to ask, is your teaching assistant male or female?"

"This problem is not something we need to solve now. We are about to start class. Parents, you can't do this. It will affect our class." The female teacher's voice was very small, for fear of attracting more attention, but originally The parents who didn't leave, heard the movement here, and slowly leaned over.

Seeing that the matter was about to become serious, the female teacher simply pushed Zhou Huilan and planned to forcefully close the door.

But at this moment, Yaoyao suddenly jumped out to stand in front of the teaching assistant, and complained fiercely to Zhou Huilan, "Mom, this is the teacher who called me fat, hated me, and said I wasn't worthy to learn dancing! He pressed Yang Xiaoting's legs but not mine, he bullied me partiality!"

Because of her parents, Yaoyao is extraordinarily brave at the moment.

Zhou Huilan, who was blocked by the door, immediately questioned the female teacher. Lu Changqing originally wanted to turn around to look, but with a slight movement from his subordinates, he noticed the man's movement, retracted his half-turned head, and saw the pervert sticking out the other The hand is going to grab Yaoyao.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like