"Secretary Zhou, you have to think about it! Be careful if the kid cuts you bald. Then you and Old Wei will compete with each other to see whose forehead is brighter."

Another old man put down the suona in his hand and laughed and made fun of the old man sitting on the stool.

Listening to his voice like this, do you think the man sitting on the stool was still a high official before he retired?

Secretary Zhou smiled and said to the children in a soft and gentle voice: "It doesn't matter! Grandpa is old and doesn't care about his image. You go on boldly."

"You're still old enough to wet your pants, and you still don't know how to use scissors. You're so brave, and you're not afraid to cut off a piece of flesh from your ear."

"That's right! It's all nonsense!"

"I don't dare to cut it, not to mention it's free, and I don't dare to sit on it even if I'm paid."

"If it's an ugly haircut, how can I go out to meet people? I went to a barber shop and spent 80 yuan to have my hair cut by the director."

"Kids, do you really know how to cut hair? Who taught you? That's a real head, not a toy!"

...

in the crowd.

Some people were watching the excitement and waiting to see Secretary Zhou's jokes.

There are also people who are questioning. They have a waiting mentality. If Secretary Zhou has an ugly haircut, they will just laugh. It looks good!

They come up.

The children didn't say a word when facing the unfamiliar adults and aunts, and the principal didn't say anything. They just stayed quiet and behaved.

They are just children of a few years old. They can go crazy in the kindergarten. After all, the place is as familiar as home.

After going out, they huddled up like quails one by one, using the garden director as their flag, and they did whatever the garden director asked them to do.

Ignoring the cynicism of others, Jiang Che stepped forward and confidently said to Secretary Zhou: "Thank you for your support!"

"Please rest assured, our children are all professionals."

"You're bound to get a haircut you like."

Secretary Zhou was noncommittal about Jiang Che's words.

In fact, his mentality has been settled.

It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not.

He just wants to give the children a chance to participate in their activities.

"Then I'll wait and see!!!"

"Just wait! I will definitely give you a surprise."

Jiang Che turned around and waved to kid Wang Junhao: "Junhao, come here!"

"Me? Me?" Wang Junhao felt timid when surrounded by a group of people, and his words were trembling.

Children have different personalities, and some are bold, such as Mo Xiaobei.

Some people are as timid as a mouse, such as Wang Junhao.

"Yes! Come here quickly." Jiang Che had long wanted to train his courage.

Wang Junhao has a timid and cowardly character. He doesn't talk much in kindergarten and likes to play alone.

If this kind of character is not corrected since childhood, when he grows up and goes to school, he will easily become the focus of Huang Mao's classmate to collect protection money.

His mother cried to the teacher more than once that the child was too introverted and she suspected that her baby had autism.

He went to the hospital for a checkup and found nothing. Fortunately, he was just timid.

Building self-confidence in children means constantly creating opportunities for them to enjoy the joy of success.

Praise from others is his confidence.

Over time and over time.

The more people he comes into contact with and the more compliments he receives, his self-confidence will naturally return.

People will also become cheerful, stop being introverted, and have more friends.

Wang Junhao was still hesitating, but Jiang Che continued to encourage him: "You are the most skilled among them. You have to set an example for everyone, Wang Junhao! I believe you can do it."

Feeling Jiang Che's eager and sincere gaze, Wang Junhao finally moved.

He stood up and walked to Secretary Zhou. He looked at him first, then lowered his head and said weakly: "Hello, grandpa, my name is Wang Junhao. I...I...I will cut it for you." Is the hair okay?”

"Of course baby!"

Secretary Zhou said cheerfully: "What a well-behaved baby, grandpa really likes you."

"After the cutting is done, can grandpa treat you to some candy?"

"Is it a lollipop?"

When the snack eaters nearby heard that there was candy to eat, their eyes gleamed and they drooled.

"I want it creamy."

"I want something cheese-flavored."

"I want spicy strips."

"No spicy lollipops, idiot!!!"

"have!"

"No!!!"

"have......"

The world of children is so simple.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Listening to their bickering made the onlookers laugh.

What is family happiness? This is probably it.

This scene made Old Tang greedy.

When I think of my unsatisfactory son, I don't know when I will be able to have a fat grandson.

He turned around and went to buy candy silently.

If you don’t have one at home, you can only play with other people’s children and enjoy family happiness, right?

"Grandpa! Our teacher said you can't just eat food from strangers."

Wang Junhao, who is timid by nature, politely refused in the words of his teacher.

"Good boy! Your teacher is right, you can't just eat food from strangers."

Secretary Zhou gave a thumbs up and praised: "If you cut my hair, I will be your good friend, okay?"

"Um......"

Wang Junhao nodded heavily, feeling extremely happy.

He, Wang Junhao, finally made a friend with his own ability, but he was a bit older.

"Mom doesn't have to worry about me anymore!"

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