A ragged cub at the beginning

"What methods do you have?" Tang Yao asked Tang Xu with a smile.

"Huh?" Tang Xu was eating and didn't react for a long time after hearing this.

"I heard you say this afternoon that you wanted to let them see what you can do. Can you tell me about it?" Tang Yao looked very interested.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Tang Xu rolled his eyes at him, "Why are you so gossipy?"

Tang Yao raised his eyebrows, "What is gossip?"

"I just always like to ask about other people's affairs." Tang Xu explained to him.

"Always likes to ask about other people's affairs and gossip." July nodded and hummed twice, with an expression as if he had learned something.

"Don't learn this, dear." Tang Xu tapped July's nose, looked at his cute blink, wrinkled his nose, and laughed.

July looked at her curiously and laughed too.

Tang Ling turned away in disgust, finished his meal and left the table, fearing that he would be infected.

Tang Xu didn't take it seriously and went to paint a fan after dinner. The fan was an ink painting, depicting the back of Du Yun holding her horse in her memory, with bamboo forests swaying in the wind on both sides.

Just as he finished the painting, Du Yun came over. Tang Xu immediately showed it to him like a treasure, "How about this fan?"

"Is this me?" Du Yun asked, tilting his head.

"You can tell at a glance? It's you. What do you think? Do you like it?" Tang Xu asked.

"In the secluded bamboo forest, tourists finally return." Du Yun looked at his beloved's brilliant smile and smiled gently, "I like it very much."

"This is for you!" Tang Xu said as he pushed the fan away generously.

Du Yun held her hand and stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. "Thank you. I'm just in need of a fan."

Tang Xu felt a little itchy, and smiled and retracted his hand, "The other side is left blank, you can write your inscription, I won't embarrass myself."

Thinking of her childish handwriting, Du Yun couldn't help laughing and whispered, "But I want you to write a question for you."

"Oh, my handwriting is too ugly." Tang Xu pouted and refused, "It would be so embarrassing to show it to others."

Du Yun's gaze lingered on those red lips for a moment, and he looked into her eyes and said, "I don't mind. Please write a word for me."

Just ask! If you are not afraid of losing face, why should I be afraid?

"Okay! What to write?" Tang Xu took the fan, and the ink in the inkstone was not dry yet.

Du Yun thought for a moment and said, "Just write, Qingyang Kindergarten."

Tang Xu looked up in surprise, "Are you sure?"

"Well, I think the kindergarten's plaque is nice. Why not paint it on a fan?" Du Yun handed her a pen.

Wouldn't that make you a walking billboard? Tang Xu frowned, looked at him and said, "No, people will laugh at you. If you want to help me, you don't have to do this. You are the mayor now, and you don't have to do this. I don't know what people will say about you behind your back. You still have to manage the town, how can you establish your prestige?"

Du Yun stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between her brows, "Write it, I know what I am doing."

Tang Xu looked at him suspiciously, and seeing that he insisted, he said, "Then I'll write it for you, and you can keep it at home and read it. Don't take it out. I'll draw a better one for you later."

"Okay." Du Yun smiled faintly and nodded in agreement, "Write it."

Tang Xu drew one for him, which looked more refined than the one in kindergarten, and she was very satisfied.

There weren't many people signing up, but the number of children in the kindergarten was increasing. All the children of the employees were sent here, and Tang Xu would go back from time to time to see if the employees were using their power for personal gain, only caring about their own children, or allowing their children to bully other children.

This glance made her discover Fang Zijun's special charm. He was not the eldest child, but he became the leader.

Whether it was adopted orphans or children of employees whose mothers worked here, everyone listened to his instructions. When there were conflicts, they would ask him to judge, just like a king of children.

Tang Xu knew that some people were born with leadership abilities, and he didn't expect to see it in Fang Zijun.

She couldn't help but observe quietly, and slowly she understood why. Fang Zijun was a patient child, and he would pay special attention to the children who had just come.

Especially July Jiarui has long been accustomed to following his lead, which has invisibly influenced the other children, and they can't help but listen to him.

He is fair, generous, and willing to listen to other people's opinions. He doesn't take other children's temper tantrums to heart, or doesn't notice them at all.

Together with the attentive Zhao Yunniang, the two of them worked together unintentionally to bring all the children together, making the kindergarten extremely harmonious.

Tang Xu was completely relieved. While teaching Qi Qing to paint fans, he also stocked up the shop. From time to time, he received two parents who came to register. His life was fulfilling and peaceful.

That day, she was also painting fans with Qi Qing, and Tang Lele ran over and said, "Mom! There are so many people outside! They are coming! Enemy attack!!"

What? Who? Who called! Tang Xu sat up suddenly and rushed out to see more than a dozen carriages crowded at the door. They all looked like parents who came to register. It turned out that although children can't lie, they can talk nonsense.

Why is this? Because they add their own imagination.

Tang Lele and his friends were playing a game of generals fighting. When they saw so many people and cars, their first reaction was that the enemy was coming, an enemy attack!

"Please open the gate and let the car in." Many people were asking to open the gate. Tang Yao stood with his arms crossed and said in a cold tone: "Get out of the car and walk in by yourselves. The gate cannot be opened."

"What's your attitude? How can our lady get out of the car and leave by herself? Open the door quickly. Where is your master?" A person who was not sure whether he was a butler or something else pointed at Tang Yao's nose and said.

Tang Xu subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, and a scream and the muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground were heard.

"Miss Xu! Ah this..." Qi Qing was stunned. Tang Yao just waved his hand casually, and how did that person fly out? ?

"What's going on? Why are you hitting someone?" someone scolded.

Tang Xu hurriedly trotted out and stood in front of Tang Yao, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, sorry, sorry."

"Director Tang, what's going on? Is this how the doorman of your kindergarten treats guests?" Mrs. Lu heard the housekeeper's screams, got out of the carriage, and said angrily.

Tang Xu smiled and said, "First of all, madam, the man behind me is not the gatekeeper of the kindergarten. He is a master I hired at a high price, and he is responsible for the safety of all the children in the kindergarten. His martial arts skills have just been witnessed by everyone. Secondly, the upbringing of your housekeeper is worrying. I can only say that he deserves it for pointing fingers at others. Finally, I'm sorry that I can't open the gate of the kindergarten. If you want to come in, you can only go through the small door because there are many children playing in the garden. There will inevitably be collisions when cars and horses come in. This is also for the safety of your children in the future. Please understand."

She was neither humble nor arrogant, and her words were well-organized, which made many people look up to her. If she was servile, she would not be trusted. In this era, the school was a sacred place, and the teachers were not arrogant, but they were proud of their status and would not bow their heads easily.

"Then I'll go in on foot." Madam Zhou got off the carriage first. She came this time because she was thinking of what happened to Madam Zhou. She only had a six-month-old child, but her nephew was of the right age, so she followed him. "Miss Tang, are you well?"

"Mrs. Zhou, you look very good today and are becoming more and more beautiful." Tang Xu complimented with a smile. She always treated others with the same attitude as they did.

"Young lady, you're joking. It's only been half a year since I gave birth to my child, and I look much more haggard." Mrs. Zhou put the back of her hand on her cheek and her smile faded.

"How could that be? I only see the tenderness of a new mother on Madam's face." Tang Xu stepped forward, "Please come in. Madam has an outstanding appearance and is always beautiful. Don't underestimate yourself."

"Young lady is still so sweet." Madam Zhou smiled and waved back, "Zhuo'er, come and meet your headmaster."

It was a chubby little boy who pushed away the servant's hand and jumped down by himself. He looked a little excited and said, "Auntie, can I go play for a while?"

"Go ahead." Madam Zhou asked the servant to leave. "No need to follow me. I believe the garden is safe. Miss Tang, you don't have to call me. I can go in by myself."

"Please come in, Mrs. Zhou." Tang Xu accepted her kindness and began to welcome other people into the kindergarten. There were too many people.

Fortunately, with Madam Zhou setting an example, most people only brought one or two maids in, and those who brought children with them let the children play by themselves.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to her, Mrs. Lu could not bring herself to go in, so she could only leave angrily.

Qi Qing, Xingzi, and Yu Xiaotao helped move chairs, make tea, and serve snacks. Those who came now were those who intended to send their children to the kindergarten. Tang Xu told them about the kindergarten's start and end times, and showed them the class schedule so that they could know what the children would do every day in the kindergarten.

The basics of being easy to talk to were settled immediately, and then he went out. Mrs. Zhou was outside. On weekdays, not everyone can see her. Sending the child here, in addition to this place being okay, is more for building some connections.

Tang Xu knew that there were not many people who were completely interested in the kindergarten, and many people had other ideas, but so what? As long as there were children coming, it would be fine.

Her original idea was to provide a shelter for those women and children who were helpless and had a hard life. It would be best if the children of rich people could come, after all, only by making a profit can more people be helped. But if no one was willing to come, she would think of other ways to make money.

As lunch time was approaching, the parents, unable to bear it any longer, urged their children to go home for the last time.

Tang Xu couldn't possibly entertain so many people for dinner, and the kindergarten hadn't prepared anything. Only the people who were often here prepared lunch, and it was definitely not enough.

Seeing that the maidservant kept coaxing and begging, Ye Xinzhuo always ignored her. Madam Zhou personally stepped forward and said, "Zhuo'er, it's time to have lunch, go home."

"Aunt, can't I eat here? I'm the cat in this game, and I haven't caught the mouse yet. Please, let me play for a while longer." Ye Xinzhuo didn't dare to ignore his aunt and could only beg pitifully.

Mrs. Zhou felt a little soft-hearted, but it was getting late, so she could only comfort him, "Come every day in the next few days, go home today, dear."

"Can't I come after dinner? It's not fun at home! It's fun here. Can I come in the afternoon?" Ye Xinzhuo looked back. The children heard their conversation and poked their heads out from their hiding places.

"You'll have to ask your parents about this. Let's go." Mrs. Zhou took his hand and walked out.

Ye Xinzhuo pursed his lips and tears fell down. He looked back reluctantly.

Zhao Yunniang has always been soft-hearted. She stepped forward to comfort him, "School will start in a few days. Come here every day and I will play with you. Don't cry."

After she said this, Mrs. Zhou realized that her nephew was crying, and she felt very distressed. She didn't care who agreed or not, and promised, "Okay, okay, don't cry. Come in the afternoon, and I'll have someone send you over after dinner, okay?"

Ye Xinzhuo wiped away her tears, then smiled in surprise: "Really?"

"Really, let's go." Mrs. Zhou looked at his changed expression with amusement, wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and thanked Zhao Yunniang.

This happened to many children. The naughty ones simply hid themselves, and the maids were so anxious that they called out and searched for them everywhere.

Tang Xu heard the noise and asked Fang Zijun to help pick them out one by one. He said, "If anyone wants to come and play, they can come in the next few days, but the formal classes will not start until the first day of May."

The adults couldn't persuade the children, so they had to agree to send the children in the afternoon.