Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 329: Put on your schoolbag and go to school

In September, the breeze is intoxicating.

Feng Zhan took his daughter to the kindergarten of Qingbei University.

"Professor Feng, why are you alone?"

A professor from the medical school saw Feng Zhan and came up to say hello with a smile.

Feng Zhan looked at his daughter's curious eyes and smiled: "Fuyao is busy with work and has no time to come."

He is really busy, otherwise he would have to accompany his daughter on her first day of school, even if she had to go under the knife.

"Oh, in a blink of an eye, even your child has gone to school." The old professor came to see off his grandson, who was one year older than Songsong.

The two of them walked in with their children while talking.

On Nie Fuyao's side, he was watching the final progress of the Big Mac at the J Engineering Institute.

"It will be made public soon." Director Tao's tone made it difficult to describe how he felt.

Nie Fuyao smiled and said, "No matter what, I can't hide it."

"That's true!" Director Tao nodded, "It's too big. Whether it's land or sea, the exercise cannot be hidden anywhere. And there is no need to hide it. The purpose is to deter. No matter in the capital, it will be done soon. If we put it out there, there may be some trouble later.”

There was a slight pause in his tone, "But I can definitely handle it, so this trouble is not a trouble."

"Where do you want to stop next?"

"We are still discussing. Some say it is at sea, and some say it is on land. Anyway, it cannot be hung in the sky 24 hours a day." Director Tao said and laughed out loud.

He looked at the huge Big Mac in front of him and said with a smile: "This is our sense of security."

"What's next?" Nie Fuyao asked.

"When the exercise is over, we will continue to build Big Mac 2. Anyway, these people and I will have no time to spare in the next few years."

The two discussed some technical issues, and it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when they ended.

"How are you doing over there?" The two of them were dining in the cafeteria, chatting about some follow-up matters.

"The home-use version will be available within two years, and the non-civilian version will be available in about five years. Some technologies need to be further conquered."

Director Tao listened with great interest, "I will definitely buy a home-type robot. The two elderly people at home are old, and my wife and I are busy with work all year round, so we have to find some fun for the two elderly people."

"How old are you?"

"My father is 78 years old, and my mother is [-] years old. Fortunately, my body is still strong, but I have some high blood pressure."

Then he added: "There are a lot of holidays now, and young people are under great pressure. My son is busier than me, and he has to pay a mortgage of less than [-] yuan a month."

"I studied gardening at first, and now I am working in the urban construction department. The salary is average, but my daughter-in-law's salary is much higher than him."

"Listening to what you said, the relationship between the couple seems to be very good." Nie Fuyao said.

Director Tao nodded with a smile, "We have been in love since high school, and the two families know each other well. The relationship is indeed very good."

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In the morning, Songsong woke up very early.

The little girl didn't bother her parents. She got dressed obediently, went to the bathroom and stepped on the small stool to wash her face and brush her teeth. Then she carried her small schoolbag and went downstairs.

Seeing that her parents hadn't woken up yet and it wasn't completely dark outside yet, she turned on the TV and watched cartoons for a while.

In China, there is a special children's channel.

There are no ads on this channel, and cartoons are rotated throughout the day.

On weekends, there will be special children's programs, which will sing children's songs and lead children to play games.

Around 06:30, Feng Zhan went downstairs feeling refreshed.

"Songsong, did you get up so early?"

The little girl looked back at her father and said, "Good morning, Dad, I have to go to school."

"It's still early for school." Feng Zhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stepped forward to help her take off her small schoolbag, "Let's go for a run with daddy."

"it is good."

The little girl has a very shoulder-shaped body and good motor skills.

Feng Zhan thought that in a few years, someone would teach her fighting skills. Girls must have some self-defense skills.

Putting on her sneakers, Songsong followed her father out the door, and then started jogging around the track in the community.

At this time, many people also started to do morning exercises. "Songsong, let's do some morning exercises." Someone greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, Uncle Sun."

"Hey, good morning Songsong!"

"Songsong, why didn't uncle see you yesterday?"

"Yeah, Songsong didn't go out for a run in the past two days. Grandpa didn't see you, so he lost his energy for running."

The little girl is very popular in the courtyard.

"I went to kindergarten yesterday, and I will be a kindergarten student from now on." The little girl answered crisply.

"Oh, our Songsong has grown up all of a sudden."

"I feel like I was still a baby yesterday."

"Feng Zhan, Songsong is only two and a half years old, right? Why were you sent to school so early?"

Feng Zhan said: "She can take care of herself now. It's no problem to go to kindergarten early."

"Really, how did you educate him? My grandson... well, let's not mention it." The old man shook his head.

Feng Zhan smiled and said: "Don't be discouraged, children are different. Just like you, you are an academician and you are already better than most people."

"You, you..." the old man smiled and nodded at him twice, "I have to discipline that kid properly when I get back. My wife at home is very used to it."

"Knowing each other a generation apart is not just talk." Feng Zhan didn't think this was a problem.

Many children who have been pampered by their grandparents since childhood have grown up very well.

After two laps of running, everyone arrived at the fitness equipment in the park.

Songsong played on the seesaw with the children in the courtyard, while Feng Zhan and another parent stood guard.

At about 07:30, the father and daughter returned home, sweating.

Breakfast is ready.

Here at Songsong, you can enter the kindergarten at 08:30, and the teacher starts playing with the children at [-]:[-].

The compound where they live is right next to Qingbei, very close to it.

From home to the Academy of Sciences, passing through Qingbei, it is not too late to have dinner at 07:30.

It takes about 7 minutes to drive there.

Songsong obediently ate three xiaolongbao, a fried egg, and stir-fried vegetables, and her stomach was full.

"mom!"

"Here we come." Nie Fuyao drank half a glass of water, carried the briefcase, and led his daughter out of the house, "Feng Zhan, until what time will you be busy today?"

Feng Zhan was clearing the dining table, "You are busy with your work. I will pick her up in the afternoon. Do you have to work overtime in the evening?"

"Well, I'll probably work overtime until ninety o'clock, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner."

"Okay, slow down on the road."

A few minutes later, the car drove into the Qingbei school gate and stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten.

Songsong opened the car door by herself, jumped out of the car, and raised her hand to wave to her mother.

"Goodbye, Mom!"

"Goodbye, please be friendly to your classmates and respect your teachers in the garden, remember?"

"Remember, mom goes to work."

The little girl ran towards the garden, her little schoolbag swinging behind her.

Soon, the little girl was brought into the garden by the kindergarten teacher.

At first glance, he looks like he is looking forward to going to school beyond school.

Even if this is the case, it is better than having these ancestors cry and wipe their eyes every time a new student enters the school.

That's really heart-breaking.

(End of this chapter)