Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Song Yuening was confused when she heard Song Nian'an shouting in surprise.

"Mom, look at that commercial. It's great!"

What advertisement could surprise Song Nian'an like this?

With curiosity, Song Yuening raised her eyes and looked at the big screen.

I saw a short animated film playing on it.

In a dilapidated house, a dirty little rabbit lies by the window with his ears drooped, looking at the Rabbit School not far away. The bright school house is in sharp contrast to it.

It was obviously eager to go to school, but after rummaging around the house, it only found a steel plate.

This is obviously not enough to support it in school.

The little rabbit drooped his ears, let out a long sigh, and started to go out to work. During the period of looking for a job, he was bullied and squeezed by the evil boss. Finally, he sat on the roadside wrapped in a worn-out cotton-padded jacket on a snowy night in winter. Watching a bunch of little rabbits that had just finished school happily walking past.

Finally, a line of big words appeared on the screen: Please help me, uncle and aunt.

This is an advertisement calling on society to pay attention to left-behind children.

Song Yuening saw it in her eyes and sighed with emotion at the production of the advertisement, but also felt a little confused.

"strangeness……"

It was obviously the first time she had seen this advertisement, but why did this advertisement give her a very familiar feeling?

Even just now, many similar clips flashed through her mind.

It was as if she had seen this ad a long time ago.

Song Nian'an felt particularly sad after seeing the rabbit advertisement.

She pursed her lips and tugged at the hem of Song Yuening's clothes in aggrieved manner.

"Mom, why can't this little rabbit go to school? It's obviously a little rabbit, but where are its parents? Why doesn't the big rabbit ignore it?"

Song Yuening came back to her senses, leaned over slightly and gently scratched the bridge of her nose.

"Nian Anguai, this is just an advertisement. The little rabbit will definitely go to school in the end. Let's not be sad, okay?"

Song Nian'an did not recover from the sad mood just now, but sniffed.

"But the little rabbit is really pitiful. While other little rabbits are in school, it is working to support itself. It is obviously a child itself. How can it be like this..."

After all, Song Nian'an was still young and had been raised well by Song Yuening since she was a child. Therefore, she didn't know that there were some children in the world who were born in poor mountain villages. Although they longed to study since childhood, they were unable to enter the classroom openly.

But it was also because she was still young that she had such a big feeling after seeing these things. Even after Song Yuening explained to her, she would beg Song Yuening to donate her New Year's money to these children. Let them go to school well.

"Anyway, I will still have the New Year's money, and mom, you usually give me a lot of pocket money. It doesn't matter if I donate all the money I had before to them."

"Besides, I usually don't have anywhere to spend money. I donate it to them, but they can go to school well. Isn't it great?"

Song Nian'an blinked, tilted his head innocently and kindly and asked, "Is it okay?"

Song Yuening was really pleased that Song Nian'an had such an idea.

She raised her hand and rubbed the top of her head twice, and said in a gentle tone: "Okay, mom, promise you, we will go later, okay?"

"it is good!"

In addition to making Song Yuening feel familiar, this advertisement also gave her another thought.

After returning to the apartment, Song Yuening looked at Song Nianan, who jumped on the bed with his tablet computer as soon as he entered the door, and happily rummaged through cartoons. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

"Nian'an, my mother asked you before when she went down the mountain. Do you want to go to school? Play with other children?" When Song Nian'an heard this, he stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at Song Yuening.

"Go to school? Mom, why do you suddenly want to send me to school?"

Song Nian'an pouted and said unhappy.

"Didn't I already learn a lot when I was in the mountains? Now I know all the things taught in kindergarten, so why should I go to school?"

Song Yuening walked to Song Nian'an, took the tablet away from her arms, put it aside, then sat down next to her and patiently explained to her.

"Nian'an, the things you learned in the mountains were just textbook knowledge. Mom asked you to go to school so that you can learn social knowledge."

"You are five years old now, but besides your mother, there is no other person around you who can talk to you. Don't you feel lonely like this?"

Song Nian'an shook his head: "No, and mom, there is obviously a second person beside me. Have you forgotten Uncle Lu?"

"Uncle Lu, although he doesn't talk much, but every time I talk to him, he will talk to me seriously. You and Uncle Lu are both my friends, so I won't feel lonely."

Hearing this, Song Yuening raised her hand and pinched the center of her brow, feeling helpless.

She curled her fingers and flicked Song Nian'an's forehead gently.

"Little smart boy, you clearly know that mom didn't mean what you said. You just did it on purpose, right?"

Song Nianan covered the place where Song Nianan had just played, stuck out his tongue and laughed.

"Mom is so smart, you discovered all this."

Seeing that Song Yuening wanted to say something else, Song Nian'an suddenly got up from the bed, put his hands on his hips and said.

"There's really nothing I can do. Since mom, you want me to go to school and make friends so much, then I'll just listen to you!"

"I'll bring back some certificates by the way, so I can show them off to Uncle Lu when we go back."

Song Yuening looked at her appearance and couldn't help being amused by her. He stretched out his hand and pinched the soft flesh on her cheek.

"You kid, you are so big like a brat, you don't know what kind of friends you will make."

After Song Nian'an agreed, Song Yuening began to prepare related matters.

After all, she had only arrived in City A not long ago, so she didn’t know much about the situation here, and she didn’t know which kindergarten had a better education model.

So the next day, after handing over all the work to her secretary, she went out and planned to go to various kindergartens to conduct on-the-spot inspections.

She first went to the most famous Mingzhu Kindergarten in City A.

Her original plan was to go to the teachers here, explain her specific purpose of coming to the kindergarten, and then ask them if they could let her observe a class outside the classroom.

If the education method here meets her expectations, then she does not need to visit the next few schools and can directly arrange for Song Nian'an to enroll here.

But when she got off the car and came to the entrance of the kindergarten, she stopped.

Looking at the door of the kindergarten, Song Yuening was stunned for a moment.

"Strange, why do I feel so familiar here? Have I been here before?"

Some fragments even appeared in her mind, and she tried hard to catch them, but failed.