The second elder saw me crying and his eye circles were red.
Grandma couldn't bear it and was about to walk towards me, but grandpa grabbed her hand and shook her head.
"Hey." Grandma wiped the corners of her eyes, waved to me and shouted, "Xiao An, come to the classroom with the teacher. It's not that grandma doesn't want you anymore. She will take you home for dinner at noon."
"No, I want to go home now, wuwuwu..." I yelled stubbornly.
Grandma sighed, gritted her teeth, turned around and left cruelly.
Seeing their friendly figures getting further and further away, I felt like I would never see them again, and I cried even harder.
Until the second elder disappeared from my sight for more than ten minutes, he still cried non-stop.
Teacher Hu was tired of coaxing me and said angrily: "Cry, cry, cry, just cry. Just cry. When you are tired of crying, stop crying."
Then she walked into the classroom and left me at the door.
"Wow wow wow..." Grandma and grandpa left, and the teacher didn't care about me anymore. I cried even harder.
The corridor was filled with my cries, and I felt extremely wronged.
The other children started whispering and laughing at me.
"Look how embarrassing it was for him to cry. The first day my mother sent me to kindergarten, I didn't even cry."
"Although I cried that day, I didn't cry for as long as he did."
"And you see how skinny he is, half a head shorter than us, like a monkey in the zoo."
"Wow wow wow." Hearing this, I felt like they were bullying me, and I cried heartbreakingly. I felt that this kindergarten was not good at all.
"Don't cry." Suddenly, a little girl came to me, took my hand and said, "Your grandma came to pick you up at noon and take you home for dinner. Don't cry. I didn't expect you to come here to go to school." , I saw you that day."
This girl is the beautiful girl with big eyes. She is the first child to talk to me.
Someone talked to me and I felt better. I sobbed and said, "Really? My grandma won't want me."
"Why don't I want you? Believe me, your grandma will definitely come to pick you up at noon. You can go back to the classroom with me first." The girl pulled me into a classroom with many small tables.
For some reason, the other children looked at the girl in awe.
After we sat at a table, she asked me again with big eyes: "By the way, what's your name?"
"My, my name is Chen Ba'an, and you?" I wiped my tears and said weakly.
"Chen Ba'an? Hee hee..." The girl smiled and said, "My name is He Huanhuan. I am six years old this year. What about you?"
"I, I'm seven years old." I said.
"Seven years old?" He Huanhuan stood up after hearing this, looked at my height in surprise, and asked curiously: "You are one year older than me, how come you are half a head shorter than me?"
"I..." I lowered my eyes and said, "My grandma said that I grew up drinking goat's milk, so I was malnourished and did not grow taller. But my grandma said that I will definitely grow taller when I grow up." I said Not convinced.
The children around me laughed and laughed when they heard that I grew up drinking goat's milk.
He Huanhuan immediately glared at them and shut them up immediately.
"Did you grow up drinking goat's milk?" He Huanhuan looked puzzled and asked innocently: "We all grew up drinking our mother's milk. How come you grew up drinking goat's milk? Don't you have a mother? Or do you? Mom won’t give you milk?”
"I..." I subconsciously wanted to say that my mother was a lunatic, but I swallowed the words back. I would definitely be laughed at if I said it, so I simply didn't say it.
Crazy mother is the pain in my heart. Every time I think of it, I feel very sad and want to cry again.
He Huanhuan didn't ask about my mother's situation. When she saw that I was about to cry again, she quickly held my hand and said, "Okay, it's time for class in a while. Don't cry. I'll tell you a secret. My mother is a teacher here." Oh, how about mom and I protecting you from now on?"
When I heard this, my heart moved. Teachers are all lofty beings in the hearts of us children. I didn't expect He Huanhuan's mother to be the teacher here.
"Okay, everyone, be quiet and get ready for class." Suddenly, Teacher Hu walked into the classroom and saw He Huanhuan and I sitting at the same table, and told me to just sit there and study from now on.
Then he smiled and asked me to go up to the podium and introduce myself.
After I walked up to the podium, I looked around the classroom. There were more than ten tables, two people at each table, and there were more than thirty children in total.
Cartoon patterns such as Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck are painted on the walls, full of cute, lively and innocent atmosphere.
After I introduced my name and returned to my seat, Teacher Hu gave me a notebook with a square grid and a pencil, and taught me how to write Arabic numerals.
I entered the learning state curiously, and He Huanhuan also guided me to write numbers, and proudly said that she could write up to twenty.
I can’t tell whether it’s because I’m narcissistic or something else, but I feel like He Huanhuan’s attitude towards me is different from that towards other children.
I also felt that she was very kind, especially her beautiful smile that attracted me, and even the sadness of my grandma’s passing was diluted a lot.
Twenty minutes after class ended, He Huanhuan told me that the second class was her mother’s class.
Then she led me around the playground, told me the location of the men's and women's toilets, and played on the slides and turntables for a while, which made me smile happily for the first time.
Ten minutes after class.
A very beautiful woman in her mid-twenties, wearing a white T-shirt and a black skirt, with a slender figure, plump breasts, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and fair skin, in her mid-twenties, with outstanding temperament, looked very similar to He Huanhuan. Like, is she...
But what shocked me was that this woman's forehead was also filled with black energy, which was even stronger than that on He Huanhuan's forehead. It must be a sign of great evil.
I suddenly had an intuition that this woman would face a life-or-death disaster within five years, and it was very likely that she would not be able to survive.
Before class, I wanted to tell He Huanhuan about the black air on her forehead, but I was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, so I didn't say anything.
"Xiao An, she is my mother, Teacher Qiao Xia Yue Qiao." He Huanhuan whispered.
"Are you the new classmate Xiao An?" Qiao Xiayue walked up to me, smiled and touched my head, and a faint fragrance spread into my nose.
My heart skipped a beat, I didn't expect that she was really He Huanhuan's mother.
This made me very confused. He Huanhuan was very kind to me. I couldn't ignore her mother's troubles, but what should I tell them?
Besides, who can believe what a seven-year-old kid like me said?
Moreover, I noticed that Teacher Qiao’s forehead was filled with black air, and there was a haggard look between his brows, as if there was something going on at home.
Teacher Qiao saw me staring straight at her and said angrily: "You kid, why are you so stunned? I'm talking to you."
"Ah." I realized what I was doing and said quickly, "Hello, Teacher Qiao."
"Haha." Teacher Qiao smiled slightly, then walked to the podium and taught us how to write Pinyin letters.
He Huanhuan slapped my elbow and asked, "Why are you staring at my mother? Is it because my mother is so good-looking that you are attracted to her?"
I told her with a solemn expression that we would talk about it after class.
