"That's good."
The sound of milky milk sounded in the living room, and the owner of the voice seemed to be very pleased, with an expression on his fleshy little face that he had finally become sensible.
Other children:…
They didn't want to be good, but they had seen the fate of the crystal coffee table, so no one dared to say anything.
The children wanted to complain, but they didn't dare to complain, for fear that they would look like the crystal coffee table.
Seeing that the children were silent, Xiao Naibao was very satisfied, thinking that the children had begun to reflect and were ready to change their ways.
"Okay, the teacher said, fighting is wrong," Xiao Naibao looked around at the children with subtle and complicated expressions in front of her, put one hand on her hips, and imitated the tone of the kindergarten teacher, "Here, apologize to the other party. , say sorry, shake hands, and still be good friends.”
Children:……
Apologize? shake hands? Continue to be good friends? Don’t even think about it!
The two parties in the fight stared at each other, who said there was no action.
Xiao Naibao naturally noticed the stiff atmosphere between the two parties. She stepped forward, looked at the two sides who were clearly divided, tilted her head and thought for a moment, what would the teacher do if she encountered this kind of situation in kindergarten?
By the way, take their hands and hold their hands together.
The little girl's eyes narrowed, thinking that the ones who had been beaten the most violently just now were Fan Lingling and the little boy who made the most noise.
She took a few steps forward, grabbed Fan Lingling's hand with one hand, and the little boy's hand with the other, pressed their hands together, and said softly: "Lingling and Geng Wei shake hands first, and then apologize to each other. We will still be good friends in the future." La~"
Fan Lingling also dislikes it.
Geng Wei also disliked it. They tried to pull their hands away, but they couldn't pull them out no matter how hard they tried.
The two of them looked at Xiao Nai Bao, who smiled brightly and innocently: "What's wrong?"
Two people:…
It seems that if you don't apologize, the little milk bag will not let go.
Geng Wei didn't want to continue holding hands with Fan Lingling, so he quickly said: "I'm sorry."
Fan Lingling snorted coldly: "I'm sorry."
Xiao Naibao is a little happy. What she learned in kindergarten is really useful. Lingling and Geng Wei have reconciled. The teacher is the best.
She shook their hands happily and said, "Then no fighting is allowed in the future."
The two of them weakly responded to her: "Okay."
After hearing this reply, the little girl let go of their hands. As soon as she let go, the two quickly retracted their hands.
Geng Wei quickly wiped his hands with the handkerchief in his pocket. Fan Lingling snorted and turned to the little girl: "I'm going to the bathroom."
After saying that, she went straight to the bathroom sink and pressed the hand sanitizer a few times to disinfect it.
Under Xiao Naibao's "persuasion", the mingling children restored their previous harmony.
Both parties have cartoons they want to watch. Xiao Naibao thought about it and then remembered the kindergarten teacher's method, "Let's take turns to watch, watch an episode of this, and then watch an episode of that."
Everyone:...
Seeing the expectant expression on the little milk bag, everyone responded.
The matter was settled, the servant quickly stepped forward, smashed the broken crystal debris and cleaned it up to prevent the debris from hurting these delicate children.
Fan Lingling watched the servants cleaning quickly and thought of something. Hey, it's strange. They had been fighting for so long. Why didn't dad and the others show up?
Fan Lingling subconsciously looked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows connecting the living room to the backyard. The adults outside didn't seem to notice the disturbance, and they were each doing their own thing.
Zhao Nuo was halfway through skewering the meat when he suddenly put down his hands and covered his face.
Tang Xuan:? ? ?
Zhao Nuo: "Wow, my daughter has grown up and learned to protect her sister. It's really great."
Tang Xuan:...
In fact, the servant notified the parents outside in time, but her children rarely had playmates, and it was rare to see them like this, so they felt that there was no big problem with the children's petty quarrels.
They all agreed that a childhood without fighting is not a complete childhood. After learning that their children were fighting with other children, the parents happily put down their work, picked up their mobile phones and hid aside, taking photos and videos.
When Tang Xuan saw the children fighting in a ball outside the floor-to-ceiling window, his heart suddenly rose, fearing that these fighting children would affect the little milk bag beside him.
He wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Zhao Nuo next to him. Zhao Nuo said: "Don't be impulsive. It's normal for children to fight. Let's take a look first."
Tang Xuan frowned slightly: "What if I get hurt?"
Zhao Nuo pointed in a certain direction and asked, "Did you see the child who was beaten on the ground by Lingling?"
Tang Xuan looked in the direction he pointed and saw Fan Lingling, who was wearing a pink skirt and pinning another child to the ground and beating him wildly. He said, "...I saw it."
Zhao Nuo raised his chin in a certain direction: "Look, the two people taking photos with their mobile phones the most are his parents. You have to learn from their mentality."
Tang Xuan looked over and saw a fashionably dressed couple holding their mobile phones excitedly, taking photos and recording videos in the living room. While taking pictures, he said: "Quick, quick, quick, high-definition black history, we have to record it."
"Yes, we will play it at his wedding banquet in the future."
Tang Xuan:...
His mood was a little subtle.
"Bang!"
However, the little milk bag always stayed away from the fighting children, which made Tang Xuan feel at ease.
But Tang Xuan didn't feel at ease for long. When he saw his little milk bag, he rushed over and easily separated the fighting children with a few brushes.
The eyes of the adults who had been secretly aware of it all lit up: Wow, what an amazing kid.
When the little girl smashed the crystal coffee table, which was about two centimeters thick, with one palm, the parents' eyes lit up even more. It was so powerful.
Many family members secretly looked at Tang Xuan and wanted to ask him what kind of teacher he should hire for Xiao Naibao. They also wanted to hire him.
However, the parents who came to attend Fan's father's party were all a group of people who had little career ambitions and only wanted to be rice bugs, wait for the dividends from the family business, and eat and drink.
Therefore, they have a natural sense of distance from people like Tang Xuan, who grew up as someone else's child, started his own business and made a lot of money when he grew up.
They feel that they can't get along with ambitious guys.
But the little nanny fights so hard. They don't want their children to be bullied in the future, and they also want to train their children to be like this.
However, in view of Tang Xuan's expressionless handsome face, the storm in the living room finally ended and no one dared to talk to Tang Xuan.
Tang Xuan didn't know the tangled emotions of others. He was in a very complicated mood now. His daughter, who was less than five years old, split a crystal coffee table with one palm.
Although Tang Xuan knew that his children were different from other children, he had a real feeling at this moment.
His daughter is really different.
Tang Xuan's expression was a little dazed.
Zhao Nuo was very moved by his daughter's growth. He approached Tang Xuan again and asked, "Axuan, which teacher taught Tangtang's martial arts? Introduce him to me."
Tang Xuan:...
