The Late School

When Cheng Cheng and Dad left, I saw that the yard was lying in the rocking chair, and I looked down and waved by you.

"Worship ~~~" Xiaolong waved his farewell, and the father of especially envious of the process was back at home.

Meng Guangxin also said hello and Zhang sighed. Zhang sighed the prize to tell the story. It is really good. I don't know how to talk about the story of the process, and the rare confused agreed to write a story in the story.

Zhang sighs to send a process and Dad leave, and look down at the chair and swaying Xiaobai, asking: "What happened just now?"

Xiaobai said excited: "I have said it is good, don't add salt ... Don't be changing, you don't listen to the thio, I don't know how to make you, oh, now, now, you Write a story to Cheng, ~~ I don't know how to help you, you think about it. "

Seeing that Zhang Jing was said to be said, the rock chair was shaken, and he shake himself. The Pakistan is very, the foot finger is twisted, and it is impossible to cover the sorrow.

Lao Li listened to the radio, while watching him, laughing.

Zhang sighed and laughed. Sit down, it was turned into a small white, and the little guy was a bit amazed. He used him to fight against her, small people!

However, since I promised, and I have to do it in the face of two children, I have to do it, and I have to recognize my nose.

What about what? "Little girl selling bombs"?

One night, the wind is very big, the snow is very big. The little girl sold a day, she didn't sell a bomb, she leaned against the wall of the town center, she was very cold, so she ignited the bomb in his hand, so the people in the town saw people. Her grandmother.

not good.

"Three small pig covers house"?

Not good, too low, although the program is also kindergarten, but this story should be a smaller child love to listen, such as duduo, may like it.

"Little Red Riding Hood"?

, this seems to be, fairy tale, and tension suspense, combined with the appearance technique shown today, it is quite appropriate.

But I still can't do it, and the side of the sigh, I look like a little singing "Malanflower".

"noob?"

"..."

"noob?"

"paw?"

"Listen to the story?"

"What?"

"It is the story that Cheng is telling you."

"I don't want to hear it now."

"Okay, then I said, have a little girl in the past ... What? What? You don't want to listen?"

"Hey, don't want to listen to" "

"What do you mean? Don't you give face?"

"Goose Goose ~~~"

"Why don't you want to listen? Is it not good to tell? I tell the story very good, my elementary school speakers, the first, class."

"Wow, you have a meat baby."

"Well, um? Guara?"

"Goose Goose Goose ~~~ Zhang Boss, when you are a small pot, you are a melona."

"Okay, even the melona, ​​my melon is very good from the little story."

"Is it harder?"

"Can't be so ..."

"There is no reason?"

"It is better than her."

"Hey ~ Cheng Cheng tells the story is the best, she is amazing."

"Do you want to listen to me?"

"Hey, then you speak thio."

"In the past, there were only big gray wolves ..."

"Take something serious, is it a big wolf? Little girl, just say that you didn't say a little girl before, and it turned into a big gray wolf?"

The little family has been very good, Zhang sighs again, there is a little girl in the story, she is a small red hat, she goes to the grandmother's house to send cake, encounter a big gray wolf ...

On the evening of the evening, when Meng Guangxin arrived in the school, Zhang sighed to give them a good story, but also speaking for them, special requests, listening to it, I like it, I don't want it.

The Cheng came early, and when they didn't come, they didn't come, Xiaobai didn't come, only doodle and hi came, so these two small only became the first audience.

Hi Lai listened to a laugh, wait, laugh, don't stop? ? ?

The beep listened on the small face, the small face drums, a small hand pinched into a small fist, the small dragon bag is like, it seems to be tight, it seems to rush to take the big gray wolf who wants to eat the little red hat, but Another little hand exposed the true thoughts in the heart, she tightly grabbed the clothes, but she didn't blind her ~~~

Look at the audience's reaction, this story is very good, but the most important thing is to look at the attitude of the master, Zhang Qi ask how it feels? Can you enter the eye?

Cheng Cheng looks at him, I don't know what I'm thinking, don't talk.

Her Dad Meng Guangxin reminded: "Cheng Cheng, Zhang Boss is asking you? Do you like this story?"

Cheng Cheng and look at him, still don't talk.

"Cheng!"

"..."

My little is a enthusiastic small citizen, and it is also asked, but the procedural is only watching her without talking.

Meng Guangxin scratched his head, is her daughter bouncing?

Until to the horse.

"* ...% ¥¥"

Cheng finally did not live, first a little head, and then gently bounce out a word:

"it is good".

When everyone suddenly looked to doodle, wearing a process of reaches, the spirit is large, and smiled, spit out a bunch of babies.

Everyone is hard, I don't understand.

The language environment of Xiaohong Ma is too problem, or if it doesn't talk, or it is said to be ignorant.

Zhang Sheng and Meng Guangxin looked to the hi, I would like to ask her to translate, but Hiahia laughed, gurely, imagined him into a small Red horse, run ...

I ran so ...

"* ... ¥ ¥ @@"

Dudu, I don't understand her words, I am very urgent. In fact, she is also anxious, I can't understand, she speaks more ducks, I don't understand what she is going to be angry ~ I really have to be angry. .

"Okay ~" reached out of this word, but this time it is said to Zhang sigh and her father.

She said, it is really good.

Then, this is, the story is a story of the small red hat in the story of the kindergarten.

Her Dad touched her small head and said, "That line, go, but also remember the story."

"Good ~" is simple to say, "Dad, I have already remembered."

Zhang sigh: "..."

Meng Guangxin: "..."

Genius baby, listening to it, I said, Zhang sigh is unclear, but Meng Guangxin really believes that his daughter's memory is superior.

Cheng Cheng has gone, Meng Guangxin once again thanked Zhang sigh, and left.

Little white is coming, and the old man is just a quick look, come and see, her son came out.

Zhang sigh: "..."

Take it close, I saw a small white holding bamboo, and the bamboo raft is a silkworm cocoon. Today, there are two silkworms broken, and they climb out the ash blog moth.

"My son, my son came out, hahaha ~~" Xiaobai Da Xi.

In the yard, the small Red Horse is rushing.

Zhang sighed Xiaobai, this is not a son, this is a silk moth.

"Hiahiahia ~~~" Xi Jue laughed, said she knew that the silk moth is living on the moon, she likes her, they often meet at night.