In kindergarten, Ji Yuanxiu returned to the middle class.
Zaizai, Jiang Siheng and Bo Nian continue to be in the small class.
The students in the small class were leaning against the three of them one by one, wishing they could get hung up on them.
Zaizai Jiang Siheng and Bo Nian: "..."
The thin-year-old boy asked Zaizai in a squeaky voice.
"Zai Zai, are you hot?"
Zaizai shook his head.
"Zai Zai is not afraid of heat."
She was born in the underworld, and her bones were filled with cold Yin Qi.
The young boy asked Siheng again.
"Junior, what about you?"
Jiang Siheng also shook his head.
"I'm a stiff, how can I be afraid of heat?"
The children who were close to them said: "Xiaojiang, aren't you a general? Why do you say you are a general?"
Jiang Siheng's IQ is online and he decisively shuts up and pretends to be sleepy.
All the children's eyes fell on Zaizai.
Zaizai's big watery eyes rolled around, he quickly lowered his eyes and yawned widely.
The children looked decisively at Bo Nian.
Bo Nian: "..."
See what he does?
He is not Jiang Siheng, and he is not a zombie!
He's just an ordinary kid.
Children: "Bo Nian, what does the young general mean when he says he is a general?"
The young boy was not very good at telling lies, and his little face turned red from suppressing it.
"He...he...he..."
Zaizai slapped his little arm.
The young child immediately felt that his head was dizzy, the heat that surrounded him seemed to be gone, and it was still chilly, and he could not raise his eyelids.
After thinking about it, the young boy fell asleep.
Children:"……"
Zaizai was not sleepy at first, but as he listened to the little snoring of the thin-year-old child, his eyelids slowly drooped.
Teacher Sun watched and picked up the sleeping Bo Nian, and when he was about to hug Zai Zai again, Zai Zai went to the lounge on his short legs.
Jiang Siheng took one look and followed decisively.
Teacher Sun breathed a sigh of relief and motioned to Teacher Li and the life teacher to take care of the other children first, while she went to place Zaizai's three little ones first.
The children made a fuss.
"Teacher Li, why did Teacher Sun take Zaizai and the others to the lounge?"
Teacher Li explained to the children.
"Children Zaizai and Bo Nian are sleepy. The teacher will take them to the lounge next door to rest first. If any other children want to sleep, they can tell the teacher. There will be a sleeping game this morning, but they must fall asleep."
The children all shook their heads.
"Don't sleep!"
"Yes! As soon as I fell asleep, I saw a vampire come out of the TV and bite me."
"I don't want to sleep either. As soon as I fall asleep, I dream that I'm so milky!"
"I still dreamed about my great-grandfather...I told my dad this morning and he scolded me..."
As they talked, the children discovered that anyone who mentioned Tai Nai Tai Ye was brought to the kindergarten personally by their father today.
After sending them off, they did not leave, but stayed in the kindergarten, saying that they wanted to find Ming Zaizai and Jiang Siheng to ask about the situation.
Teacher Sun repeated what Mr. Huo Daba said yesterday, and the fathers who came hesitated.
But what father wouldn't be frightened when he thought of his wife, who had lived underground for many years, chatting with her baby all night?
So they collectively begged Teacher Sun to call Mr. Huo Daba and decided to have a good chat with Mr. Huo Daba.
When Mr. Huo Daba arrived, there were already ten fathers sitting in the conference room of the second class of the kindergarten.
When everyone saw Mr. Huo Daba, they subconsciously stood up.
"Mr. Huo!"
"Mr. Huo."
"Mr. Huo."
…
Huo Chenling nodded lightly as a greeting.
Teacher Sun looked at everyone, his eyes swept over Mr. Huo Daba, and finally explained the matter bravely.
"Mr. Huo, it's like this. When the children were in kindergarten yesterday, they accidentally mentioned ghosts. Then many children in the class went back last night and dreamed about their late great-grandfather and great-grandmother. Some of them were frightened and woke up. Some of them told their parents that their grandma told them not to move graves or anything like that..."
Ten Dads: "...Ah, um, yes."
Huo Chenling looked at them indifferently.
"So what is everyone's demand?"
Just as Teacher Sun was about to express his words tactfully, a fat father coughed awkwardly.
"Mr. Huo, I am Zhong Li, Zhong Lingling's father. The thing is, my Lingling said that your daughter said that if the grave really needs to be moved, she can help take a look."
Teacher Sun:"……"
No, why is this request different from what I told her before?
Shouldn't we not mention ghosts and the like in kindergarten, so as not to scare the children and affect their sleep and cognition?
Huo Chenling's sharp eyes fell on Zhong Li.
"So, Mr. Zhong wants Zaizai to help?"
Zhong Li nodded awkwardly.
"Yes, it is."
Teacher Sun:"……"
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The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes!
Let a child from a kindergarten class watch Feng Shui move graves?
What did Father Zhong think?
Teacher Sun couldn't help but ask.
"Mr. Zhong, did Lingling not only dream about her great-grandmother last night, but you also dreamed about your grandma?"
Zhong Li nodded hurriedly.
"Yes! It didn't scare me to death! Lingling, her great-grandmother, scolded me..."
As if realizing that the occasion was not right, Zhong immediately stopped talking.
He looked at Teacher Sun very politely.
"Teacher Sun, please go and do your work. We, the parents, will discuss the children's matters alone."
Teacher Sun:"……"
Alone in a kindergarten conference room, talking about asking a child who doesn’t even have a kindergarten diploma to move his grave?
Teacher Sun tried hard not to look too weird in his eyes.
"Mr. Zhong, although Feng Shui exists, we must also believe in science."
Zhong Li smiled and nodded.
"Oh, I know. It's a combination of Chinese and Western styles!"
The key is that there is no theory of Feng Shui in the West, and the Yin and Yang theory of Feng Shui in their own country has been passed down for thousands of years. Can't he give it a try?
The child was so pregnant that she scolded him with a pale face and a fierce look in the middle of the night!
Teacher Sun wanted to say a few more words, but she couldn't stand it and had to go to work, so she had to go over and take care of the children.
As soon as Teacher Sun left, the other nine dads spoke at the same time.
"Mr. Huo, can you ask Zaizai to take a look at it for us?"
This is somewhat different from what Huo Chenling thought. He thought these fathers stayed to find him to hold him accountable.
Unexpectedly, Zaizai's brainwashing was so successful that he didn't even take any action. He has become a master in the hearts of these fathers.
Dad Huo: "..."
Father Huo thought that since Zaizai mentioned to Zhong Lingling that she wanted to move the grave, he thought it would be difficult to move the grave of Mrs. Zhong.
If we really leave Zaizai alone, there might be a bloody disaster.
But we can’t let Zaizai become a little magic stick in everyone’s eyes.
In this way, everyone will come to Zai Zai when they have something to do. How can Zai Zai study?
Dad Huo's eyes were colder and his voice was a few degrees colder.
"I also want Zai Zai to help, but my Zai Zai is only three and a half years old and doesn't know a few Chinese characters. How can he know Feng Shui?"
Ten dads were stunned.
Zhong Li's father was even more confused.
"But Mr. Huo, my Lingling said it was Zaizai herself who told her to move the grave."
Dad Huo narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his aura was fully activated.
"My Zaizai also said that she would provide for me and all her brothers' descendants to take care of themselves until they die!"
The ten dads were collectively confused.
A kid who can say this...must have some brains...what about that?
Dad Huo spoke expressionlessly.
"Children's words are unbridled, please don't take them seriously."
The ten dads were collectively dumbfounded.
They really need a Feng Shui master to check their Feng Shui!
