Wang Tongtong hesitated for a while, then raised her head and looked at Jiang Li and said, "Beautiful aunt, are you Luo Mingwei's mother or stepmother?"
On the side, the principal and several teachers frowned in unison.
However, Jiang Li was not displeased at all. She smiled gently: "As an elder, there is no difference between mother and stepmother. As long as they really love their children, then they are both good mothers, don't you think so?"
Wang Tongtong tilted her head and thought for a while before replying: "The beautiful aunt is right!"
Jiang Li: "Although my aunt's three children were not born by her, she loves them very much, just like your mother loves you. She doesn't want to see her children bullied outside, and she hopes her children can be normal." When An An grows up, he can learn more skills from his teachers so that he can contribute to our country in the future."
She said this to Wang Tongtong and Li Tingting together, and the smile on her face did not diminish at all. She said: "So, auntie, please stop saying bad things to the children at auntie's house. What's the matter with you?" You can talk it over nicely without arguing or fighting, what do you think?"
Many parents came to the office one after another, but no one interrupted. Like the principal and several teachers, they stood aside and listened quietly to Jiang Li talking to two children, Li Tingting and Wang Tongtong.
The woman is so beautiful, so beautiful and refined. The smile on her face is bright and kind, and her eyes are very gentle.
Her figure is graceful and graceful, like a hibiscus emerging from the water. Looking at her, people can't help but want to get closer, without feeling the slightest bit of displeasure.
Li Tingting: "I didn't want to quarrel with Luo Mingwei. I just thought she was bragging, but she didn't admit it, and then we quarreled."
Jiang Li: "Well, Auntie asked my Weiwei to tell you the truth. She actually didn't brag at all. Do you think so?"
Li Tingting: "...Okay, if Luo Mingwei didn't brag, I would...I would apologize to her!"
Wang Tongtong: "Me too!"
Jiang Li rubbed the heads of the two little girls: "Okay, let's make an agreement then." Looking at the three little Mingrui's with clear and smiling eyes, Jiang Li said: "You all heard it, right?"
Xiao Mingrui nodded.
"Now, let Weiwei tell the children a little story that her mother once told you. Hanhan is doing crafts. Well, let's fold the paper frog that mother taught you to fold. As for Rui Rui... you just follow the instructions Mom taught you how to write square and square words during the holidays. Now you are writing a few words in front of children, teachers, uncles, aunts, grandparents, is there any problem?"
The three little Zaizai shook their heads.
Jiang Li's eyes were filled with relief. She borrowed a piece of cardboard, a small typebook, and a pencil from the teacher nearby.
In order to prevent Naituanzi Minghan from injuring her little hands when cutting paper, Jiang Li helped cut the cardboard into a square shape.
"Hello teachers, grandparents, uncles, aunts, and classmates. Now I want to tell you about a smart and diligent little rooster."
Xiao Mingwei bowed to the dean, the teachers in the office, and the parents of the children, and then used her little milky voice to imitate the tone and expression on her mother's face when she told her and her brothers, and began to tell the story vividly. The story:
"In the morning, the sun rises. The little rooster stands by the river and crows. He wakes up the little white rabbit and the little cat. His crow makes the flowers open their eyes and the grass stretches. Straighten your waist..."
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