Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

On the way Wei Xue rushed to the kindergarten, the kindergarten was in chaos, and the scene was comparable to a blockbuster movie.

When Little Horn learned that there was no good food, and he wanted to eat vegetables to lose weight, he actively encouraged everyone to escape and took the lead.

Xiao Pangdun was not tall but very flexible. Teacher Huo suddenly let him run out without stopping him. The other children were not used to the days when they left their parents to go to school. There was a trumpet in front of them, and they ran along.

Teacher Huo couldn't stand it alone. Teachers from other classes ran out to help when seeing the situation of the small class. For a time, the kindergarten yard looked like an eagle catching a chicken. The scene was very spectacular. The little carrot heads of other classes were all looking at the window.

Fortunately, the door of the kindergarten was locked, and when the group of little peas came to the door, they were stopped.

The **** iron door is locked tightly. It is so high that these little guys can't get out at all.

They were all crying, and they didn't know what to do with the gate monster.

The little speaker, if you say cute is really cute, it can be fatal when you are stubborn.

He looked at the locked door and his stomach was bulging with anger. He stomped his feet with great momentum, "Open the mud!"

"If it's not strict, or it's not strict, the baby will be angry!"

It's strange that the door can handle him, but the little horn is useless to see threats, so it's the second best thing. He clenched his fists with both hands to cheer himself up, and he wanted to get out through the cracks.

If you change to other children, you might be able to succeed, but the little speaker has completely forgotten his small physique. Instead of sneaking through, he was stuck in the crack of the door. The little horn thumped his short legs, and everyone looked at each other. Teacher Huo and his colleagues tried their best to rescue him, and finally called the firefighter helplessly.

The firefighters were amused when they came to see him. The child was really naughty, but fortunately, the child was not life-threatening for the time being.

In order to soothe the children's emotions, Teacher Huo had already opened a small box of milk and squatted on the ground to feed the trumpet.

The firefighters saw this scene when they went there. The little baby didn't cry or make trouble, but sucked milk obediently, and finally sighed contentedly, "It's so delicious!"

The little baby's heart is too big, anyone who sees it has to say something is really a heartless little baby.

The firefighter uncle designed several plans to ensure that the child would not be harmed, and finally used hydraulic clamps to release the child.

When Wei Xue arrived, the baby was already safe. Teacher Huo will tell her about Long Qumai. Wei Xue looked at Teacher Huo in surprise, "Is this what my son did?!"

I really don't blame Wei Xue for being too surprised, because the little baby is a good baby at home and has never been so naughty.

Teacher Huo nodded, and showed evidence, a period of kindergarten surveillance. Wei Xue watched the little fat boy fall into silence in the video. She had to admit that the little speaker...he evolved.

There are a total of 23 little babies in the office, and the entire small class is here. They sit in rows and look cute and cute. But after watching the surveillance, it became clear that this is not a little baby, but a group of little demons.

Among the 23 children, only the trumpet was called by the parent because he was the principal culprit... and the others were not even the accomplices. They were all inspired by the trumpet.

Teacher Huo was rather helpless. This was the Waterloo of his career. After skating twice, the little speaker seemed to be his nemesis.

Teacher Huo cleared his throat, "Parent, the reason why you are invited here this time is not a big problem."

Wei Xue breathed a sigh of relief. She thought that the school didn't want to accept small speakers.

Teacher Huo continued, "The main reason is that Li Jiyue has been saying that he wants to see her mother since he was rescued. We think we may need you to come. Let's help Li Jiyue overcome it."

Wei Xue nodded, "Yes, thank you for being so thoughtful."

The little horn is tilted and jio is still promoting his free speech, "No milk, no biscuits, do you want to do it!"

The other children nodded, "We want freedom."

"To run away!"

"It will be successful next time!"

Teacher Huo had no choice but to help her forehead, "Parent Li Jiyue, take a look..."

Wei Xue was a little embarrassed, she felt too sorry for the male teacher in front of her, "Sorry, teacher, I will persuade our children."

Teacher Huo brought the little Doudings back to the classroom. Only the little horn and mother were left in the office. Wei Xue took a deep breath. He didn’t know what the little horn was about to face, so he excitedly took his mother’s hand. "Mom, let's go home,"

The little baby didn't know that he had made a mistake, and he still thought he was quite powerful. Almost, he rushed out!

Wei Xue looked at the little baby, not knowing why he would act like this, Wei Xue knelt down and looked at him, "Don't the baby really want to come to school?"

When I was at home, the little speaker kept talking about when school could start, but when it came to school, the little speaker turned back.

Wei Xue really couldn't guess the child's thoughts. The little speaker looked at his mother aggrievedly, and the baby became angry when he mentioned it.

The little biscuits that the baby had been thinking about for so long didn't exist, so he complained to his mother aggrievedly.

Wei Xue heard a question mark, "Do you want to come to school for cookies?"

The little horn nodded, "The little biscuits are sweet, the baby didn't eat it last time."

He was thinking about it for a long time, but he learned that the cookies were gone and the baby had to eat vegetables. Isn't this going to scare the baby to death?

The little baby feels wronged, why should I treat it like this?

Wei Xue patiently explained to her son, "We didn't come to school to eat biscuits."

The little baby was very wronged, "But, the baby is, for, little biscuit, come."

When the little horn spoke, he cried, and it can be seen that the little biscuit hurt him deeply.

Wei Xue couldn't help it for a while, and the teardrops of the little trumpet fell down. He habitually hugged his mother and acted like a baby, "Mom, baby, go home, okay."

Wei Xue shook her head. She knew that the little baby did not understand the principles and many things. She tried to use the people around her as examples, "You see if your brother is going to school, Jiang Fang's brother is also going to school, and the little baby doesn't want to go to school. , That little baby will be a little idiot, little illiterate."

"My baby will be a dumb baby in the future?"

What Wei Xue never expected was that the little baby actually learned to refute. He looked at his mother with tears in his eyes, "Yes, Brother Xiao Xia didn't go to school. The baby wants to be the same as Brother Xiao Xia."

The baby just doesn't like going to school!

Going to school is not fun at all!

No biscuits at all!

Wei Xue was choked, "My brother has finished school, and he has been in school for the longest time among you."

Little Horn said in disbelief, "Have you ever been to kindergarten?"

Wei Xue nodded. She still didn't believe it when she watched the little speaker. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Feng Shixia's account. "Since the baby doesn't believe it, then the baby asks if it's okay?"

The little baby nodded, and he held the phone while waiting to be connected.

"Hello, Auntie?" Feng Shixia suddenly sat up from the bed and immediately became serious.

"No, baby!"

Feng Shixia looked suspiciously at her mobile phone and confirmed the call again, "Baby? Didn't the baby go to kindergarten?"

Today is the first day of kindergarten for the little baby. Why would you call yourself? During this time period, the kindergarten should not be over now.

The little baby was aggrieved with his mobile phone. He asked, "Did brother go to school too?"

Feng Shixia immediately said, "My brother went to university abroad."

The little baby didn't want to hear about it, he waved his hand to indicate that he was not, "The baby is asking Li, did my brother go to kindergarten?"

"Baby doesn't like kindergarten."

Wei Xue told Feng Shixia about all the good things he had done, "On the first day of school, because there are no cookies in the school, I led the whole class to escape. I stuck myself in the crack of the door. Fortunately, someone fired me. The officer rescued him."

Feng Shixia burst into tears, why the baby is so funny.

The little baby knew that he was being laughed at, he was very unhappy, "Don't laugh!"

He hasn't answered the baby's question yet.

The little baby continued to ask, "My brother has gone to kindergarten."

Feng Shixia set an example, "Of course, going to kindergarten is great, my brother likes going to kindergarten the most."

No worries, no homework yet, I can make many good friends.

It’s even more sad for me to listen to the small speaker, "Then...Will the baby become dumb if he doesn't want to go to kindergarten?"

"I will." Feng Shixia lied to him, "Every child has to go to kindergarten, and he can become a smart and cute baby when he goes to kindergarten."

The little speaker nodded, he hung up and handed the phone to his mother.

Wei Xue looked at him, "Baby want to understand?"

The little speaker nodded, "Baby has already thought about it."

Wei Xue breathed a sigh of relief, that's good, that's good.

Although she didn't know how the baby wanted to understand it, being willing to go to kindergarten was a huge improvement. Just when Wei Xue was happy, the little speaker swaggered and wanted to leave.

Wei Xue caught him all at once, "Is the baby not going to kindergarten?"

The little speaker nodded.

Wei Xue felt unbelievable, "Didn't you say that you have already thought about it?"

"Yeah!" The little speaker was puzzled. "The baby has already thought about it. From now on, the baby will be a stupid baby. The baby is already very cute, so I don't need to be smart anymore."

It's really arrogant, the little baby is going to **** when he says it.

Wei Xue quickly grabbed him with a quick hand, "Today you just said it won't work if you break the sky, you have to go to school."

"How nice to go to school, there are many children playing with you."

The little baby is lacking in interest and has little biscuits.

"If the baby performs well, there will be praise from Xiao Honghua and the teacher."

How can these compare to small biscuits.

Wei Xue has long known the little baby's careful thoughts, "If the baby goes to school obediently every day, then I will take the obedient baby to eat delicious food. I don't know who is so lucky?"

The ears of the little horn moved, and Wei Xue knew that the little fish had taken the bait.

"If a good baby can get a small red flower, my mother will buy milk for the good baby when she is happy."

"Hey, I thought the little horn would be a good baby, but little horn doesn't want to go to school. Then the good baby is not you. Mom, see where the good baby is."

The little horn licked the corner of his mouth, his heart moved, delicious, little milk.

"Does the department have it every day?"

Wei Xue nodded, "Of course, the baby is so hard going to school, of course, I have to be rewarded every day."

The little horn was fooled, and he held up his short arms, "Like a nest, like a nest. A good baby is like me!"

Wei Xue looked at him hesitantly, "No, mother is going to take you back. Isn't the baby who doesn't like going to school?"

Little Horn thought about it in his heart. At first, he went to school for a small biscuit, but now the small biscuit is not curled up, but with the reward of his mother, it is also very cost-effective.

The little baby made up his mind on the spot, "Baby is going to school!"

Wei Xue breathed a sigh of relief, it was not easy to trick the little baby into submission.

Confirming that the little baby is in high spirits now, Wei Xue hurriedly sent him back to the class. As soon as I went to Little Horn, I was surrounded by children. I didn’t expect that on the first day of school, Little Horn actually accumulated extraordinary popularity among the children by leading everyone to escape.

Teacher Huo walked to the door and chatted with Wei Xue, "Is the kid's mood soothed?"

Speaking of Wei Xue, she was still a little ashamed, "I used to give him delicious food every day, and he promised to go to school well."

Teacher Huo nodded, "This is enough, as long as he promises to be obedient, adapt to school life in two days, and make new friends."

When Wei Xue heard Teacher Huo say this, she put her heart in her stomach. After all, she was an experienced teacher.

After thanking Teacher Huo again, Wei Xue waved goodbye to the trumpet.

But this time she was not in a hurry to leave, instead she stood outside the classroom and watched the little baby secretly.

For the next time, he didn't make everyone go away, but he was always a little absent-minded. Probably the person is in kindergarten, and the heart has already flew to eat the little cake.

Wei Xue sent a message to the family group and briefly reported the heroic deeds of Little Speaker today.

The old man is the first to reply: Isn't it just a little biscuit? How much do I contribute to the kindergarten!

Feng Tingyun suddenly saw the unconditional indulgence of the old man start again while working. He retorted: No!

Feng Tingyun: Dad, you have a little bottom line anyway, don't spoil the little speaker!

Old man Feng: What should we do? A little biscuit can solve the problem. Do you want to continue to "escape" the little speaker? !

It's not right to say it, it's not right.

Feng Tingyun never expected that his son would be able to pose such a problem for himself.

Wei Xue said at the right time: The teacher said that after the little speaker adjusts to two days, he might get used to school life. Let's wait and see.

In the afternoon, the family was neat and tidy, and the lineup was the same as the morning lineup. Everyone came to pick up the trumpets and ended school.

The classmates in the small class were the first to leave school. Among the children who were waiting eagerly and looking forward to the arrival of their parents, everyone saw the funeral trumpet at a glance.

He was nestled in the corner with a few children around him. They are male and female, dancing and dancing one by one, and the expressions on their faces are very excited.

Feng Tingyun's heart suddenly lifted up, seeing his son's aggrieved and reluctant expression, could it be that he met campus bullying? !

Wei Xue dissipated his thoughts. Wei Xue who had watched outside for an afternoon was rather helpless, "This is already the third wave. The children heard that they will go to school tomorrow, and they are looking for a small speaker to discuss tomorrow's escape plan. "

Feng Tingyun wanted to say something but stopped, and finally turned into a sigh, "I'll do some thought work for the baby at night."

"I don't think you need to do work anymore."

As soon as Wei Xue's voice fell, she saw Xiao Horn righteously reject the other party.

The children were very puzzled, and said gruffly, "There are no moms and dads in Jie Li!"

"Jie Li doesn't have any baby dolls."

"Jie Li has no biscuits either."

They are warriors fighting for the cookies.

The little horn sighed and stood up. His height was obviously shorter than that of the children around him, and the little horn silently tiptoed.

He walked to the podium and picked up Teacher Huo’s cup. Under everyone’s gaze, he sprinkled a little water on his hands, “Today, the baby is going to be washed in a golden basin and will exit the lake. Find a nest again."

Feng Tingyun said "Hey", "Where did this kid learn?"

Wei Xue was a little unlovable, "Your son's reason for rejecting the first wave of people is that'Womu has this kind of worldly desire'."

Feng Shixia, who had not been able to deliver the baby in the morning but finally made time to pick up the baby in the afternoon, suffered the death gaze of everyone. He must have broken the baby! Feng Shixia shivered, folded her hands and begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I will never dare anymore. I will never teach these strange things to my little baby anymore."

After washing his hands, the small horn water cup hid his merit and fame deeply, and walked past everyone with an inscrutable expression.

He had seen his father, mother, grandfather and elder brother a long time ago, and the eyes of the little horn lit up, "Is there a reward for my dear baby today?"

Ah this...

Wei Xue thought that she had finally coaxed him to stay in school honestly, and couldn't break his promise on the first day.

"Today, the little one can go to the supermarket and choose a snack that he likes."

The eyes of the little horn are shining.

Sure enough, as Teacher Huo said, after everyone got used to the kindergarten, they no longer resisted going to school. It probably lasted for two or three days, and the little speaker suddenly fell in love with school without the temptation of small snacks.

He had good friends in kindergarten, and every day he came back to tell his parents what interesting things happened today and what the teacher taught.

It will be more convenient for the two of them to go to school after Jiang Fang comes back from his grandparents' house. When Jiang Fang comes back, it will be time for school to start.

Yuying Miaomiao Kindergarten and Jiang Fang’s school are next to each other, and the driver can send two people in one trip.

The day Jiang Fang just came back happened to be a little baby on the weekend. He slept until nine o'clock and twisted himself into a twist.

Feng Tingyun went to pick up Jiang Fang early in the morning. When the little speaker woke up, he climbed out of bed and wanted to pee. Feng Hao opened the door to wake up the little speaker, but he didn't expect the little speaker to wake up.

He walked over and kissed his little brother's little face. The little baby was only wearing little cow underwear and had a meaty belly. Feng Hao tried hard to restrain himself from poking his little brother's belly.

The little baby looked at his brother stupidly, and also wanted to learn to give him a kiss, but he tried too hard and sucked his brother's cheeks into his mouth.

When Feng Hao rescued himself, his little face was blushing, and the baby poked his fingers guiltily, and the two short legs were twisted and twisted, "I want to...hush."

Baby can't hold it anymore!

Feng Hao hurriedly took the baby to the bathroom, and when he opened the door, he suddenly felt a puddle of water under his feet.

He looked at his brother in disbelief, the little baby blinked his eyes with a guilty conscience and burst into a smile, "Baby, no need, go to the toilet!"

For a while, Feng Hao didn’t know what to say. Wei Xue was a little curious as to why it took so long for his brother to ask his brother to eat. As soon as he walked in, he found out that his brother was wiping something with a rag. NS.

"What is this for?"

Feng Hao said mercilessly, "Brother peeed his pants!"

Little Horn quibbled, "No! The baby didn't wear pants!"

How can it be called diapers without trousers?

Wei Xue couldn't laugh or cry. She wanted to clean up the speaker but was rejected.

"Brother said, send a few things to do." Little Horn listened to his brother's words very much, he insisted on cleaning the ground by himself, mainly because he was afraid of dirtying his mother's hands.

He urged his mother, "Get out! The baby will be ready soon."

Wei Xue was pushed out by the trumpet, and the trumpet explained shyly, "The baby is dirty, mother hurry out."

Wei Xue was moved for a while, "It's a good baby."

Feng Hao was silent for a long time and had to tell his mother the truth, "My brother got dirty things in his hands when he was wiping the floor just now."

The little speaker instantly put his hands behind him, and he looked at the two small handprints on his mother's skirt and fell into guilt, "No, not deliberately."

The baby just forgot to curl up!

Little Horn is sad, he has done something wrong again.

Wei Xue patted his head, "It's okay, mom will change clothes first, and the baby will continue to clean up, OK."

"Okay." The little horn squatted his mouth and made a small voice.

Feng Hao ran out and took a mop. The little baby stood weakly on the side. Feng Hao patted his chest, "I'll help you, we can eat after cleaning up."

"Hmm." Little Horn's mood improved in an instant. My brother is so good, I love my brother the most.

Because of this episode, everyone hadn't had breakfast when Feng Tingyun came back. Little Horn got dressed with the help of his brother, and he saw a black figure as soon as he got off the stairs.

The little horn hid behind his brother, his little hand gripped his brother tightly, "I'm afraid."

Jiang had been tanned a lot during this time at his grandparents' house, and Feng Tingyun smiled happily, "Baby, take a good look at who this is?"

In order to give Little Horn a surprise, everyone did not tell him what Jiang Fang was going to return.

The trumpet slowly walked down the stairs, and then circled Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang's eyes have been staring at him, it seems that he has grown a little taller, and he is still so cute.

The big round eyes of the little horn rolled, "Li is... Brother Briquettes."

Jiang Fang looked at his hand that was darker than before. He wasn't that dark, right.

Jiang Fang shook his head, and the little speaker who had guessed wrong continued thinking, "Brother Cuttlefish?"

Jiang Fang sighed, "Can you guess me on the human side?"

The couple looked at this scene happily and found it very interesting.

The little speaker suddenly widened his eyes when he heard the familiar voice, it was brother! It's Brother Jiang Fang!

The little horn bounced like a small spring, "Hug, hug!"

Jiang left his hometown to help his grandparents carry water and clean up the vegetable garden. He had already practiced a lot. He picked up the small horn effortlessly, and the chubby face of the small horn was rubbed against Jiang Fang's.

"Brother, the mud is finally back. The baby misses you so much."

If the baby has any advantages, it is sweet mouth, if the baby has any shortcomings, it is also sweet mouth. Because of the baby’s mouth, a deceitful ghost, the better he speaks, the lower the truthfulness.

Jiang Fang, who has already understood this for a long time, knows that the baby has to be eager to listen. Have you thought about it? Thought about it! Do you really think about it every day? Jiang Fang's answer is that the credibility is zero.

If Little Horn really has something to think about all day long, then probably only Little Milk can do it.

When Jiang Fang came back, the little speaker finally remembered his little brother, and he began to pester Jiang Fang. Let Jiang Fang feed the meal, and let Jiang Fang tell stories to himself.

Jiang Fang was actually very accustomed to small speakers. Even though Wei Xue had said that he didn't need to deal with small speakers, Jiang Fang still tried his best to meet the requirements of small speakers.

Recently, a kind of card is popular in kindergartens. It was first discovered by the children in the big class, and then it gradually became popular in the small class.

There is a canteen in front of Jiang Fang's school, and there is a soft drink in the canopy. It's not too expensive for three yuan a bottle. A card is stuck behind the label of the bottle, and you can see it by tearing off the label after buying a soda.

Mom and Dad don’t let the trumpet eat anything from the canteen, but the trumpet also has its own way of collecting cards.

Because it is too cute, the little speaker has become the most popular person in the class.

It is inevitable that everyone will have duplicate cards, and the little speaker started the business of duplicate cards. Rub his head a card, pinch his face and face two.

Jiang Fang looked at the face of Little Horn carefully, "No wonder your face is getting bigger and bigger."

The little speaker understood Jiang Fang's ridicule, and he angrily said, "Brother is bad!"

Jiang Fang didn't really want to provoke him. In order to make amends for the little baby, but also so that the little baby should not continue to sacrifice himself to collect cards. Jiang Fang decided to give out his private money to collect cards for the little speaker.

The little horn danced happily, "The baby is only short of a gold card."

Although Jiang Fang felt that this was a trick to lie to the children, and it was useless if all the cards were collected, but he was not willing to disappoint when the baby wanted it so much.

After talking to his uncle and aunt, he rode on the bicycle and set off with the baby. On the way, he told the little baby to support himself, or he would fall off.

After thinking about it, the little horn would hurt his **** if he fell down. The little baby didn't want to hurt, so he held Jiang Fang tightly.

Jiang Fang took a breath, "Wait, pinch me."

After two minutes, Little Horn finally drove. Little Horn’s home is about fifteen minutes’ drive from the school. Jiang Fang doubled the time he rode his bicycle.

The commissary at the entrance is open even during winter and summer vacations, because there are communities in addition to schools.

But today, the boss was very leisurely. Jiang Fang finally reached the destination and stopped the car and then took the small horn down. It was the first time for the horn to ride a bicycle, and it felt as good as riding his own small three-wheeler. He kept asking the baby to hold his brother when he went back. Jiang Fang looked at his short legs and fell silent. Forget it, traffic safety is very important.

Jiang Fang led the small speaker into the door. The boss was watching the Nth rebroadcast of Zhugege. Jiang Fang went in and asked, "Do you have any sodas from Chuka?"

The boss pointed to the shelf on the side, "It's all there, choose what flavor you want."

Oranges, apples and grapes are all there, Jiang Fang gave the choice to Little Horn, "You choose it yourself."

The little speaker made trouble looking at the shelf, so much.

He carefully selected the one that was most pleasing to the eye, and begged Jiang Fang to help him take it down.

Jiang Fang took the soda to check out, and the boss glanced at it, "Three yuan."

After Jiang Fang paid the money, he handed the soda bottle to the little speaker, who couldn't wait to tear off the label. This was the first time he had experienced the pleasure of pulling a card. It felt really different.

The little speaker feels very happy, but unfortunately the day is unsatisfactory, the card that came out has a little speaker.

Little Horn looked at the card a little sad, he looked at his brother as if asking for help, "Baby has a copy."

Jiang Fangcai is generous, "Then continue buying until you open it."

So there is no meeting, Jiang Fang just wants to satisfy all the small wishes of Little Horn.

The little speaker was very happy, and the boss heard their conversation and asked, "Which one do you want? I have some people who have opened more and sell them cheaply."

The boss's business scope is quite broad, Jiang Fang replied, "It seems that I want a gold card?"

The boss shook his head, "Then I don't have it here. This thing is too rare. There are 500 students who came to ask me to buy it, but the probability of it being sold is too low. At least I have never sold it here."

Even such a small speaker is not discouraged at all, "The baby must be able to."

Little Horn is very confident in himself, one failure does not mean anything, two or three times four or five times... also... does not mean...

The little horn cried out with a wow, he had already bought five bottles, none of them, all of them were repeated.

Little Horn’s heart was about to break. His aggrieved appearance made Jiang Fang feel a little distressed. Jiang Fang rubbed his head and comforted him, “It’s nothing, you continue to buy.”

Since he came back from playing on the ranch, Little Horn has become a little stingy. He thinks that he can buy delicious popsicles for a dollar, so he needs to convert everything he buys in advance, how much popsicles are worth.

There were fifteen popsicles in the blink of an eye, and Little Horn didn't want to continue.

Seeing that both of them are still children, the boss couldn't help but persuade him, "Forget it, don't spend money arbitrarily, if you let your parents know that you can't beat you."

"The chances of a gold card are very low. Even if you have one, you can't find it in a small store like mine. You see that you already buy a lot of sodas.

If Jiang Fang was himself, he would definitely choose to turn around and leave, but this was what the little speaker wanted, and Jiang Fang couldn't bear to disappoint the little guy. He thought for a while, "Boss, I want everything on your shelf."

"Huh?" The boss hesitated, "Are you rich?"

Jiang Fang transferred the money without saying a word, "There are still thirteen bottles. Thirty-nine yuan is just right."

"Hey, it's okay." The boss didn't say anything after receiving the money.

Jiang Fang took all the sodas from the shelves and put them on the ground. The little horn squatted on the ground and continued to tear off the labels. Jiang Fang felt that according to the probability of a gold card, Little Speaker estimated that none of them would be drawn today, but he didn't know what happened. There were seven gold cards in these 13 bottles.

Even the boss was taken aback, "What kind of luck is this?"

He hurriedly took photos and sent them to his little customers.

"This kind of card, can I take it back four hundred and five?"

Jiang Fang shook his head, and the boss patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be so stubborn, young man, you will earn money this time."

Jiang Fang pointed to the small speaker and said, "This is my brother's thing."

It means that it's useless to ask him, you have to look at the little speaker to agree or disagree.

Little Horn was still immersed in Jinka's joy. He grabbed Jiang Fang's hand and touched his face, "Brother, please pinch the baby. The baby is not dreaming."

Don't talk about small speakers, even the boss thinks he is dreaming. He looked at the little speaker and discussed, "Children, uncle, can you buy your card with the money?"

The little horn swishes and hides the card behind him, "But the baby wants it too."

The boss said, "Don't you have seven, keep one and sell the others to me."

"One piece of four hundred and five, steady profit without losing it." In this way, he could make fifty in vain when he changed hands. He hadn't told them that someone on this side would have received five hundred pieces, so that he would give as much money as he wanted. How many. But when he said that, he didn't expect that this kid could get seven gold cards.

The brains of the little speakers are not enough, four hundred and fifty yuan, four hundred and fifty popsicles, it is very expensive to listen to.

Just when the boss thought the little speaker would immediately agree, the child actually said not to sell it.

The boss once again emphasized, "This thing is very expensive, you can have a lot of money when you buy it, and then you can buy what you like."

I have to say that this sentence was indeed poked at the point of the small speaker, but the small speaker still shook his head.

He guarded his golden card, "Jie was prescribed by the baby."

I can't give one.

The boss tried his best to persuade him for a long time, but the little speaker was still unmoved.

Jiang Fang carried him back with a full load, and a small card was placed in front of everyone at the dinner table that night.

Wei Xue was curious about the golden card. This kind of little toy looked a little naive, so who would give him as a gift.

The trumpet drank the porridge in the bowl, and secretly looked up at everyone.

Jiang Fang felt hot and put the card properly, "Thank you baby, I like it very much."

Everyone who received the card thanked the speaker, who smiled shyly, "It's nothing."

"This is a gold card issued by the baby. The uncle boss wants to give the baby money. But the baby doesn't want to sell it. This is the baby's most precious thing for everyone."

Wei Xue and Feng Tingyun were moved when they heard that their son was really grown up. Feng Hao looked at the card and then at his younger brother. He found that the little speaker was also secretly watching him. Feng Hao said that he wanted to keep this card well. This was the best gift he had ever received.

The little horn scratched his ears shyly. Although he was very happy that his brother said so, he still said modestly, "The baby's gift is not so good!"

Happy time is always short, and the next morning is the day when the baby goes to school.

Although the baby has become accustomed to school life, when he gets up every day, the baby still has to grind in the bed for a while.

Today is not only the day when the little baby goes to school, but also the day when Feng Hao and Jiang Fang start school.

Feng Hao was going to stay again after school started. Before leaving, he deliberately brought the gold card given by the baby.

This was the first gift the baby gave to himself, and Feng Hao thought he must cherish it.

Father went to send his brother to school, while mother sent Jiang Fang and his younger brother.

There was a crowd at the entrance of the junior high school, and once again saw the familiar little horn on duty, he couldn't help but tremble.

Wei Xue also deliberately teased him, "Do you still remember this, you were arrested here to raise Ying Miao Miao."

snort! The little horn pouted and plunged into his mother's arms, her mother was broken.

After sending Jiang Fang to send the trumpet, the teacher is already waiting at the door of the kindergarten to welcome the children.

Wei Xue led the trumpet to walk over and sent the child off. When Wei Xue was about to leave, Teacher Huo suddenly stopped her.

"Parent of Li Jiyue! Our school recently prepared a chorus event. We think that Li Jiyue's appearance is very good, so if we want him to be the lead singer, he may have to participate in the competition. I want to ask your opinion?"

Wei Xue was startled, "Let our children lead the singing, or the competition? But our children usually sing."

Teacher Huo shook his head, "It doesn't matter, we are all children participating in the competition, and our level is about the same."

Wei Xue looked down at the trumpet, "Baby, do you want to participate in a chorus competition?"

The little speaker was confused, "What!"

Teacher Huo explained, “It’s just that you are standing on the stage with the children to sing together. Our baby is so great, there must be no problem, right”

The little horn floated as soon as he heard the compliment. He patted his chest and slapped the ticket, "Baby, no problem!"

Since the children are willing to do so, Wei Xue expressed his full support. Teacher Huo said that it might be an hour late to pick up the children after school, and they need time to rehearse.

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