Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

A cloudy day is not all comfortable; if the clouds are too low it can be stuffy and make you look forward to rain.

Air conditioning is really one of the greatest inventions in the world. Qingyun opened the window a little to allow more air circulation.

In the morning, she painted six or seven pieces of drawing paper under the guidance of Teacher Jin. Teacher Jin praised her good aesthetic sense and her high concentration.

Why does being praised make you so happy?

Well, people who like Qingyun are also people with great vision!

Qingyun put her hands on her waist and looked at the faint figure on the window. How could she be such a childish child?

No, those who cherish themselves and live a good life are the wisest people in the world!

This is right.

Qingyun laughed three times in his heart, and then for some reason he excitedly turned around the window three times.

"Miss." Fang Cheng coughed twice heavily at the door, and then shouted loudly.

Fu Shengyu is not at home, so Fu Yao cannot come in and out as he pleases.

"Uncle Fang." Qingyun trotted to the door.

Fang Cheng bent down and took out his hands from behind his waist, "Dangdangdangdang, look, what is this?"

Fang Cheng held five small bird eggs in his hand. Qingyun's eyes lit up. "Are they bird eggs? Where did you find them? I want to go there too!"

"The patrol uncle found it and asked me to bring it to you to make an egg." Fang Cheng motioned for the goldfish to come over and get the egg. "I don't remember where it is. I'll call you next time I see it, okay?"

Qingyun reached out and touched the bird egg. The eggshell seemed a little rough. It was so strange. It was the first time she touched a bird egg.

At noon, the kitchen made her a chive fried egg, which was delicious and fragrant, but it didn't taste any different from ordinary eggs.

Qingyun not only cursed himself for being a wild boar who couldn't eat fine bran, but he also tasted it again and again but couldn't taste any difference. It was such a waste of food!

"Sister Jinqiao, my uncle treated me to bird eggs, and I also want to treat my uncles to delicious food." Qingyun ran over to watch Jinqiao keep accounts.

Ah, I'm recording my own account, why are they all red? !

Qingyun was stunned. In order to make Qingyun more careful when spending money, Jinqiao specially wrote the expenses in red and bold.

"Sure, Miss. What would you like to treat them to? " Jin Qiao turned around and asked with a smile.

"Braised chicken, I like it too." Qingyun calculated that in her life philosophy, braised chicken is the cheapest and most delicious meat dish.

After all, frozen chicken is very cheap, so the taste will be slightly worse.

"Okay." Jin Qiao understood. She would allocate funds to the cafeteria later, hoping that the young lady could hold on at night.

Before Qingyun could even wait until the evening, when he woke up from his lunch break, Jin Qiao came to report with the invoice.

"The canteen bought 50 chickens based on one chicken for every five people. A rooster weighs between 5 and 7 kilograms, so the total weight is over 325 kilograms. We will calculate it as 325 kilograms."

"The current price of roosters was 11 yuan per pound. Since I bought a lot, I calculated it at 10 yuan per pound. In the end, I rounded off the decimals and spent a total of 3,200 yuan."

“Here’s the invoice.”

Qingyun didn't care about the invoice at all. She almost fainted. Was this a farm chicken? It was so expensive!

Just adding a meal costs more than three thousand, how terrible!

Qingyun was staggering when she ran to find Wen Geyin. She was frightened. She was a thrifty person and had never spent so much money except for the investment in Cheng Yu.

"What's wrong, Qingyun? Don't you have classes with the teacher in the afternoon?" Wen Geyin was holding a book in her hand and was a little surprised to see Qingyun coming.

"Why are chickens so expensive?" Qingyun sat down next to Wen Geyin with his head down.

Wen Geyin raised his eyebrows. He already knew about the extra meal. He didn't expect that this little girl was so thrifty with money.

"Regret it?"

"No, I just think chickens are too expensive."

"It will be cheaper in the future." Wen Geyin touched Qingyun's head, "Brother Yin is going to Rongzhou tomorrow, is it okay for you to stay home alone?"

"Okay." Qingyun nodded, "When will aunt come back?"

"It's only two days. You just need to wait for her to come back home."

At dinner time in the evening, the canteen specially sent Qingyun a plate of chicken stewed with mushrooms. The mushrooms were picked and dried by everyone while patrolling in the mountains when it rained.

The chicken stewed with mushrooms was very fresh and delicious, just as Qingyun imagined it tasted.

Three days later, Feng Huayang and Fu Shengyu came back together.

Teacher Jin told them that it is very impressive for a child to have learned this much in a new language. If she learns other things, she may not be able to understand their meaning in her native language.

Feng Huayang brought a dress back from the show for Qingyun. When she put it on, she looked like a red koi, but Qingyun felt that when she was not moving, she looked a bit like a marinated beef.

Fu Shengyu was in a good mood and gave Qingyun an exotic jewel belt. The ruby ​​in the middle of the belt was particularly bright red, as if it was soaked in blood, which was a bit scary.

After a few months of silence, muffled artillery sounds were heard again on the border, indicating that the fighting had started again.

Fufeng Fort returned to peace. Fu Shengyu's daily job was to sit in the office, deal with things when there were things to do, and study when there were no things to do.

Feng Huayang also welcomed her happy holiday.

After working hard for half a year, there has to be some fun. After a few days, Qingfenglangyuan became lively. Fu Shengyu took Qingyun to study and didn't allow her to go over to play.

It was no use trying to hold back because she would be going for a job interview in a few days. She still felt a little nervous when she thought about it.

Even though Teacher Jin has told Qingyun countless times that he is great, Qingyun still secretly feels that he is not well prepared.

No matter how much you don't want to face it, what you have to face will still come, and that day will still come.

There were still a lot of people coming to the Fengzhou Kindergarten area and many cars parked, but it was obviously much less than during the written test.

Just like last time, I lined up to enter, and then found the class for the interview according to the interview notice attached to the information of passing the written test.

There was still a lot of noise in the teaching building, which gave Qingyun a headache. He was less nervous and annoyed. This could be considered an alternative way of fighting poison with poison.

The interview venue was in the second classroom on the second floor. Qingyun saw an acquaintance as soon as he came up, a little girl with pigtails and a floral dress, who else could it be but Zhou Zizai.

Xu Hengjun was standing by the door wearing a mask. When the door opened, a child was sent out by the teacher, and Zhou Zizai was the next one to enter.

Qingyun was at the end of the line, with five people in front of her. She felt a little weak in the waist and knees, and wanted to go to the toilet.

After finally straightening her back, she felt that time was passing so slowly. A short pain is worse than a long one. No matter what, she would just face it first.

What exactly were the questions asked in the interview? How many questions were there? It felt like Zhou Zizai had already been in there for half an hour.

While Qingyun was daydreaming, the door opened and Zhou Zi came out with a smile on his face, and another child was taken in.

"Oh, Sister Qingyun." Zhou Zizai took his mother's hand and prepared to leave, but when he turned around, he saw Qingyun.

It's too late to lower my head now, and it's no longer possible to pretend not to see. Fortunately, Qingyun has a good ability to adapt.

"Yes, you are interviewing here too."

"Yes, the interview is very simple and the teachers are all very nice." Zhou Zizai stretched out his left hand to hold Qingyun's hand.

"I am sharing my good luck with you. This is the good luck my brother passed on to me this morning."

"Thank you Zaizai." Luck is a very illusory thing, but Qingyun felt her palms were warm. Maybe she really got luck.