Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 221 Reports
The newly divided classes are posted outside the walls of the preschool.

Zhou Huilan found Lu Jingyao's name on it, and together with Lu Changqing, she took her daughter to report to the teacher.

Because everyone arrived here at about the same time, the queue for the report was a bit long. After all, they will be classmates in the future, and the children in preschool have a lot more social skills than in kindergarten. Some children who are familiar with themselves have already lined up with each other. The children chatted.

Yaoyao is not an introvert either, she stood for a while and felt bored, so she patted the little boy standing in front of her.

The chubby little boy turned around, and Zhou Huilan only felt familiar. After thinking for a while, she remembered that this little boy was the little chubby boy who was fed by his parents through the iron fence when she came here to watch the preschool.

But preschool isn't just for one year. By this time, he should be graduating and going to the first grade, right?

When Zhou Huilan was so distracted, she didn't hesitate to stare at the child for a long time. The young woman next to the boy directly pulled the child back, "Don't let everyone get together to chat!"

The boy was showing off to Yaoyao his familiarity with the preschool class. After all, boys also have the desire to communicate with beautiful little girls.

But being dragged by the adult like this, the boy immediately covered his mouth, his eyes were red with grievance.

Yaoyao didn't mind comforting the boy, "It's okay, let's queue up and sign up first." After speaking, she gave the boy a sweet smile.

Not being liked, Yaoyao also seemed a little lonely.

Zhou Huilan couldn't help frowning.

"It's good for you to choose. If you don't help, it's a waste of help. Who asked you to name the child!"

Zhou Huilan glanced at Zhou Zhenhai, with the same serious expression, she suddenly looked at it, and felt that the two father and son seemed to be carved out of the same mold, they really looked alike.

She also carried a bag of melon seeds fried by herself. Although the melon seeds could be smelled crisp when placed on the table, Zhou Weijun and Zhou Zhenhai had no interest in these delicious melon seeds at all.

She took the piece of paper Zhou Weijun handed over, on which there were only two names written, one was "Pengfei" and the other was "Xingrui".

Zhou Huilan took her daughter's hand comfortingly, "It's okay, you will become classmates in the future, there will be plenty of opportunities to chat."

Although Zhou Huilan sympathized with the little boy, she still understood the truth that enough is enough.

"You're messing around!" Zhou Zhenhai couldn't hold back when Zhou Huilan contradicted him in front of Zhou Weijun, so he raised his hand at that moment.

Behind them was a girl, thin and very quiet, but Yaoyao took the initiative to say hello to her, and the two little girls got together quickly, discussing a rubber band in Yaoyao's hand.

Zhou Huilan's thoughts were racing, she frowned and kept silent. She didn't notice that the two father and son were looking at her, and they all clenched their fists, one by one nervous.

Unexpectedly, when the child laughed, the woman became even angrier. She directly pulled the boy forward and stood in the middle of the two children so roughly, "Stand up, it will be our turn later!"

Zhou Pengfei is indeed in line with the current trend of naming, but in another 20 years, it will be as bad as the current National Day of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

It's not a good job, but Zhou Huilan has to go.

Zhou Huilan quickly recalled it, and also gave an option, "Call it Hao, Zhou Hao, a sunny and handsome boy, he sounds like a school girl!" Zhou Huilan, who has been tortured by idol dramas, naturally follows the logic of naming. Zhou Weijun and the others are not in the same line.

After registering, Yaoyao was divided into three classes. They have six classes in total. The teacher said that there is one more class than the previous year. There are really many more children.

So after finishing her work at noon, Zhou Huilan asked Lu Changqing to send Yaoyao to school, and after finishing her work in the store, she went directly to Zhou's house.

Zhou Weijun said yesterday that they had thought of a name, and that if they wanted to be Zhou Huilan, they would discuss with each other which name to choose.

"My dad and I thought about a few names, but we couldn't make up our minds, so I wanted Huilan to come and have a look and see which one is better?" Zhou Weijun said this with a blank expression on his face, a little bit naming the child. None of the joy.

But looking at the fearless Zhou Huilan, the slap didn't come down after all. Instead, she went back to her room angrily, and slammed the door heavily.

Zhou Huilan is not afraid of him, "Why do you do what you say? I am the child's aunt, why can't I name the child!"

I signed up for the textbook in the morning, and the teacher informed me that I would go to the school for an introduction in the afternoon, and the class officially started the next day.

Arbitrary parents in the name of love are the most prominent feature of this era.

As for Zhou Xingrui, the name seems old-fashioned at first glance, it must have been chosen by Zhou Zhenhai.

And the name she came up with made Zhou Zhenhai even more angry.

After struggling for a while, Zhou Huilan finally slapped the piece of paper on the coffee table, "I don't think these two names are good."

This is what she said on the surface, but without Zhou Weijun's words, Zhou Huilan can guess that the father and son must have disagreed on the child's name, and they asked her to go back to be a peacemaker.

But being so comforted by her mother, her attention immediately turned to other places.

Whichever you choose, there will be another dissatisfaction.

"what?"

Yaoyao nodded, she didn't really like the fat boy in front very much, but the two of them were having a happy chat interrupted like this, and she was somewhat unhappy.

To be honest, she didn't like either of these two names.

In this way, the two children were completely unable to speak.

The child's joy and anger will not be concealed, and there is no fake happiness or sadness. Seeing her daughter forgetting what happened just now, Zhou Huilan finally breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed and returned her attention to the team On the road, I saw the little boy who was separated just now, staring at Yaoyao sadly, but even though he was angry, he just bit his lip in grievance, without saying a word.

Zhou Zhenhai and Zhou Weijun said in unison, after being shocked, they looked at each other at the same time, turning their faces away in disdain.

Zhou Weijun was a little dazed, and when he realized it, he felt sorry for the younger sister, "Hui Lan, why don't you just leave this matter alone."

Zhou Huilan didn't take it seriously, "What's the matter? In the final analysis, this matter is the child's own business, and the child should have the final say!"

"The child himself?" Zhou Weijun was stunned, "What does he have the final say on such a young child?"

"Draw lots!" Zhou Huilan snatched the piece of paper from Zhou Weijun's hand, tore off a strip in the blank space, divided it into three small sheets, and neatly wrote the names of Zhou Pengfei, Zhou Xingrui, and Zhou Hao on them.

(End of this chapter)