Qu Weijun also found that Mo Jingchun was easy to get along with. He didn't feel like he was Long Aotian at all. If everyone hadn't known Mo Jingchun, they might not have known that the man in front of him was the founder of Tangtang Candy Technology.
"If your surname is Qu, then I will be a member of the Wei army."
"It turns out to be Teacher Qu."
Mo Jingchun always kept a smile on his face. Looking at the candies mixed with other children in the classroom, Mo Jingchun nodded and said:
"Here, I am just an ordinary brother to my sister."
"The child is also an ordinary child."
For a moment, Qu Weijun wanted to agree with Mo Jingchun's words, but what about the reality? There is still a gap.
He was talking like an ordinary child now. If something really happened, he would never speak as easily as he does now.
"Oh, by the way, Teacher Qu, do the children have to go to class today? They still have to sign up, and the class will officially start tomorrow. Today, the children will still be taken home by their parents."
"There will be no classes today, but it will be around ten o'clock. When everyone in the class is almost here, there will be a short meeting. After all, the children are still young, and there are many things that the school needs to explain clearly to the parents."
"If there are classes, classes will officially start tomorrow, and the work schedule and class schedule will be distributed later."
"Mr. Mo, if you have something to do, you can leave first. I have the minutes of the meeting. You can just take a photo."
Hearing this, Mo Jingchun shook his head.
"It doesn't matter, I don't lack that little time. I just said I won't do anything special. Isn't this a slap in the face?"
Qu Weijun smiled, but he didn't answer and had no way to answer.
Fortunately, Mo Jingchun was not a messy person. It was still early, so Mo Jingchun simply walked over and sat down next to Grandma Xiang'er.
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More than an hour later, Mo Jingchun had two pieces of paper in his hand, which were exactly the schedule and class schedule that Qu Weijun had mentioned.
Seeing the two little guys running into the car first to take their seats, Mo Jingchun motioned to Xiang'er's grandma to get in the car first.
Not only do I respect the old and love the young, but I am also afraid that people in my hometown will gossip.
Mo Jingchun, who has liked to follow his mother and listen to adults chatting since he was a child, knows very well that his family members have a powerful mouth.
Whenever we come together to chat on a rainy day, anyone who doesn't come will definitely be the subject of discussion.
If you have not returned home after working for three years, then congratulations, you will be awarded the title of "caught in the police". Not to mention all the other gossip.
A red word. You can turn green while chatting.
Over the years, he has supported various reforms in his hometown, but Mo Jingchun believes that there are definitely not a few people gossiping about him behind his back.
They are the most contradictory combination. They will pity you for your misfortune, but they will also look down upon others.
After getting in the car, Guangdang asked for the two watches and went over to study them with Xiang'er.
"Wow, class starts at eight-twenty."
Candy did the math and said with a face: "It takes twenty minutes to get to the park from home, and half an hour to get up. If I stay for another ten minutes, wouldn't I have to get up at 7:20?"
"That's not right." Xiang'er analyzed it for Candy with a serious look on her face: "You have to take a bus from the park to the school, which also takes ten minutes, and the school bus will leave on time at eight o'clock."
"Candy, you have to get up at seven o'clock at the latest."
"It's different for me. I'm fine even if I get up at 7:30."
When Xiang'er said this, Guangdong became even more unhappy. It turns out... going to school is really unhappy. She used to think that the Internet was all a lie.
Xiang'er patted Candy on the shoulder, showed her little tiger teeth and said with a smile: "That's right, I heard from my mother that when you go to junior high school, you have to get up at six o'clock in the morning. Not only do you have morning self-study, but you also have evening self-study."
"And there are never-ending homework assignments."
Mo Jingchun, who was sitting next to her, twitched her lips. Xiang'er's mother was doing a good job of creating anxiety for her child in advance.
But having said that, children do have a lot more homework now than they did back then. Is this because of the popularity of printers?
Hehe, who does homework when serious people are on vacation?
Thinking about his summer and winter vacation homework, he basically didn't do much writing, but his grades have been stable, and the teacher and his mother can't do anything about him.
When Zhou Yaling, who got off work at noon, passed by her brother's office, she saw that her brother and Candy were there, so she walked straight in.
"Come on, let's eat together."
"Eh? Candy, why do you look so depressed?"
Zhou Yaling was surprised to see a man sitting on the sofa holding a bun with candy on his face with a sad look on his face.
"Aren't you happy that school started today? You don't have to be bored anymore."
Mo Jingchun, who pressed win+l to lock the computer screen and stood up, took a sip of water and said with a smile: "She is emo at the moment."
"When we came back from school, the two children were busy studying the schedule, and then they calculated that they had to get up at seven o'clock every morning."
"I won't be able to sleep in anymore. Do you think she is worried or not?"
"Hahaha."
Zhou Yaling, who was just about to tease Candy, was stunned for a moment. No, his cat, Candy, had to get up at seven o'clock. What about her? Don't you have to get up at 6:40?
"Hey, you noticed it too?"
Looking at Zhou Yaling who was stunned, the corners of Mo Jingchun's mouth raised slightly.
"I tell you, go to a driving school as soon as possible and learn to drive, or buy a small electric donkey. If you want to come with us, then you have to get up early."
Just getting up early, Mo Jingchun said that he had no pressure.
It’s ridiculous. It’s just dawn when he gets up every morning for his morning jog. Let alone Candy getting up at seven o’clock, even if he gets up at six o’clock, he has no pressure.
But Zhou Yaling is different. After all, she has to practice immortality at night.
Zhou Yaling also looked confused. Even if she learned a driver's license, she couldn't really let her brother buy a car. Even if I don’t say that I can’t pull that face off, my family won’t agree.
A small electric stove sounds great, but bad weather can be a big problem.
"Let me think about it first and talk about it later. There's no rush."
"Candy, let's go, sister will take you to a feast."
Candy got off the sofa with his mouth full and said, "What kind of meal can be had in the cafeteria? It's either chicken legs or braised pork every day."
"Otherwise it's just a mouthwatering chicken."
Mo Jingchun, who was walking in front, glanced back at the candy that was complaining about it, and asked, "Don't the chicken drumsticks taste delicious?"
Candy was obviously stunned for a moment. After scratching his head, he organized his words again.
"The chicken legs are still very fragrant."
After saying that, Guangdang thought to herself, as long as she dared to say it didn't taste good, she would definitely believe that her brother would not give her chicken drumsticks to eat at noon.
Unexpectedly, after arriving in the cafeteria, the chef in the back kitchen stewed two portions of chicken soup, one for sister Wan Ning and the baby in her belly, and one for her and her brother.
Beautiful.
"Brother, I'll give you the chicken legs."
Seeing that there was an extra chicken drumstick in the bowl, what could Mo Jingchun say? Although it had no taste, it couldn't be thrown away.
