Chapter 171 The small dumpling turns into a big dumpling

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Xiao Qingli watched Feng Shan take a bite of green vegetables, then happily turned around and continued eating.

After finishing the meal, Xiao Qingli put away the food box.

Teacher Xia began to organize everyone to take a nap.

All the children sleep in one big room.

A small bed with a brand new quilt and pillows.

"Little Xueli, I want to sleep next to you." Little Watermelon said.

"Okay~" Xiao Qingli nodded and agreed.

"I want to sleep next to you too!" Pei Muyang said.

Jiang Ye chose the corner position on his own, and Feng Shan also chose the corner position.

Xiao Qingli covered herself with a quilt and went to sleep.

After a while, he was sleeping like a little pig.

Xiao Qingli wrapped herself in the quilt and tossed and turned, but the school bed was no bigger than the bed at home.

With a thud, Xiao Qingli rolled off the bed. Fortunately, the children's beds were not high, and Xiao Qingli was also wrapped in a quilt.

Therefore, Xiao Qingli who fell to the ground did not wake up at all, but continued to sleep on the ground.

Feng Shan and Jiang Ye were woken up instantly.

They all looked in the direction of Xiao Qingli.

Then the two people looked at each other again, seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

Jiang Ye got up and went to wake up Xiao Qingli.

Xiao Qingli looked at Jiang Ye drowsily.

What's wrong?

"Go back to bed and sleep." Jiang Ye said.

"Oh..." Xiao Qingli drowsily climbed back into bed and went back to sleep.

Jiang Ye watched her fall asleep instantly.

Tsk, carefree little princess.

After waking up, Teacher Xia began to teach the children how to do handicrafts.

Students in small classes generally don't need to attend classes. They usually do some handicrafts and some intellectual games.

Xiao Qingli studied for a long time and finally folded a beautiful lily.

Although it's a little crooked, you can still tell it's a flower.

Xiao Qingli put the flower away and planned to give it to her father.

Before I knew it, it was time for school to end.

"Children, pack your things and get ready to go home!" Teacher Xia said gently.

"Okay." The child replied neatly.

Then he started to pack his things.

Xiao Qingli obediently packed her things and put them in her backpack.

Then he put it on his back and lined up obediently with the food box in his hand.

"I'll get it for you." Jiang Ye took the thermos box in her hand.

Since I have eaten her food, I naturally want to help others.

"Thank you." Xiao Qingli said softly and waxy.

Jiang Ye didn't speak anymore.

As soon as Xiao Qingli went out, she saw her father waiting for her at the door.

"Dad!" Xiao Qingli ran over in surprise.

Nangong Sihua squatted down to catch her daughter who was running towards her.

"How is life in kindergarten?" Nangong Sihua picked up her daughter and asked.

"It's fun, I also made many new friends!" Xiao Qingli said happily.

"Your lunch box." Jiang Ye handed the lunch box to Xiao Qingli and said.

"Thank you, Jiang Ye, this is my dad! Dad, this is my new friend, named Jiang Ye!" Xiao Qingli introduced.

"Hello, uncle." Jiang Ye greeted politely.

Nangong Sihua nodded.

Then she took her daughter to Teacher Xia's place to sign to confirm that she had received the child.

in the car.

Nangong Sihua began to cross-examine.

"Sheng'er, are there any little boys holding your hand in the kindergarten?" Nangong Sihua asked.

"No." Xiao Qingli shook her head.

Nangong Sihua was relieved.

It’s fine if you don’t.

As soon as Xiao Qingli returned home, she was surrounded by her brothers and sisters.

Many people asked Xiao Qingli how her life was in kindergarten.

Xiao Qingli was surrounded by people and answered the questions of her brothers and sisters one by one.

As the days passed, Xiao Qingli gradually became familiar with school life.

Someone still picks her up on time every day and brings her lunch at noon.

If Nangong Sihua is free, he will definitely pick up and drop off her daughter himself. If he is not free, Nan Yu and others will pick her up.

As spring goes and autumn comes, gradually, with everyone's love, the small dumplings turn into big dumplings.

Ding ding, the alarm clock on the bedside rang.

The person in bed seemed to be annoyed by the noise, so he stretched out his white hand and turned off the alarm clock.

Then he continued to wrap himself in bed and refused to get up.

Nangong Sihua knocked on her daughter's door outside.

"Sheng'er, get up. If you don't get up, you'll be late." Nangong Sihua shouted outside the door.

"Hmm..." Xiao Qingli responded softly.

Nangong Sihua paused for a while, knowing that her daughter was lying in bed.

"Your brother Dongjue made beef noodles today. Are you sure you can't get up to eat it?" Nangong Sihua knows how to wake up her daughter best.

When she heard that there was food, Xiao Qingli finally came out of bed.

"Dad, I'm up." Xiao Qingli said, rubbing her eyes.

"Okay, hurry up and wash up and come down for breakfast." After Nangong Sihua said that, he went down by himself.

Downstairs, everyone was doing their own thing.

Time has not left many traces on everyone’s faces.

It's just that his temperament has become more mature and stable, except of course Xi Ci.

"The young master is lying in bed again." Nan Yu said gently looking at her watch.

"She slept late last night." Dong Jue explained from the side.

Xiao Qingli changed into her school uniform, washed herself, gave herself a bun, and then ran downstairs.

The fifteen-year-old girl has a chubby face, milky white skin, and big, round, black eyes.

"Good morning dad, good morning brothers and sisters." Xiao Qingli greeted.

Everyone looked back at her.

Eyes full of smiles.

Nan Yu stood up and brought out the powder.

"Little Master, you have to go to school after breakfast, otherwise it will be too late." Nan Yu said.

"Okay." Xiao Qingli sat in her seat and ate.

It's still like when I was a child, my cheeks bulging when I eat.

After eating, Xiao Qingli carried her schoolbag by herself, and Nangong Sihua took her to school.

"Dad, you don't have to pick me up after school today." Xiao Qingli said.

"Huh?" Nangong Sihua looked at her daughter in confusion.

"Xiao Xigua and I made an appointment to go shopping. After shopping, I will go to the company to pick up dad after get off work, okay?" Xiao Qingli said holding her dad's arm.

"Okay." Nangong Sihua patted her head like he did when he was a child.

Time flies so fast. The little baby who could only hold his calves at first has grown a lot taller now.

He's already 1.6 meters tall.

Nangong Sihua looked at her daughter's little face, as if she was just a cute little dumpling with cute breasts yesterday.

When she arrived at school, Xiao Qingli carried her schoolbag and waved to her father.

"Goodbye, dad!" Xiao Qingli said.

Nangong Sihua also waved gently.

Then I watched my daughter enter school.

Arriving at the classroom of Grade 11, almost all the students were already in the classroom.

Little Watermelon looked out the window.

"Little Xueli won't oversleep and be late again, right?" Little Watermelon said worriedly.

Little Xueli was late last time.

Fortunately, the teacher did not punish her.

Jiang Ye also glanced out the window.

Why haven't you come yet?

Pei Muyang was playing with other boys.

Feng Shan was reading a comic book with headphones on, but still looking outside the door.

At this time, Xiao Qingli was running upstairs.

Then I met the head teacher, Teacher Ye, on the way.

Not long after Teacher Ye graduated, he took Xiao Qingli's class with him.

"Teacher." Xiao Qingli smiled sweetly.

Lao Ye sighed and looked at his watch.

Class starts in three minutes. The first period today is math class, and the teacher in math class is very strict.

"Come to the office with me to get a test paper. If the math teacher asks about it, you know what to say." Lao Ye said.

My beloved disciple can only help myself.

"Understood!" Xiao Qingli nodded obediently.

At this time, in the classroom of Grade 11, the mathematics teacher, Teacher Wei, pushed up her square black-rimmed glasses.

I found that Xiao Qingli’s seat was vacant.

"Monitor, Nangong Qingli asked for leave?" Old Wei asked.

Jiang Ye, the squad leader and Xiao Qingli's deskmate, stood up.