Yunyun

Wen Xinfei let out a breath, sent the children away after rehearsal, glanced at her watch, it was still early for dinner.

As he was walking towards the office, he saw a pouting little boy sitting on the doorstep, but upon closer inspection, he was not in his class.

"Why didn't you go home, where's mom?" Wen Xinfei squatted down, trying to comfort the unhappy child.

The little boy pouted and frowned, as if he didn't want to talk, Wen Xinfei took his hand holding his puffy face and shook it, "Are you stuck on the road and late, come, teacher will accompany you Play for a while and tell you a story, okay?"

The little boy finally raised his head, his somewhat expectant gaze fell on Wen Xinfei's face, and he slowly retracted it with a pouted mouth.Wen Xinfei led him to the game lounge, holding a storybook and a doll to act out the plots in the book, dancing and making the little boy laugh and laugh, but after a while it was like a deflated ball Sitting on the ground.

"My mother doesn't even play with me."

Wen Xinfei put down the toy in her hand, sat down and hugged the little boy, "Is mom too busy with work?"

The little boy nodded and continued: "Mom is the last one to come to the kindergarten every day. I watched the children being picked up one by one, but I always have to wait for her alone."

"It's ok."

The little boy leaned into Wen Xinfei's arms. He was very sensible. He understood what his mother said and listened to a lot. He wanted to avoid the teacher's instruction, and retracted himself into Wen Xinfei's arms, because he I think boys can't cry, and they can't be weak.

"From then on, the teacher will walk late every day to play with you."

Unexpectedly, the little boy reacted to Wen Xinfei's words above his forehead in a daze for a while, and it took a long time before a smile appeared on his face.

It was getting dark slightly, the little boy looked at the door and gave a cheer, before throwing himself into his mother's arms.

What surprised Wen Xinfei was another figure at the door.

After seeing off the mother and son, Wen Xinfei suddenly felt that it was almost six o'clock, and subconsciously touched the back pocket of her jeans, only to realize that she had left her mobile phone in the office just now.

"Mr. He, I'm sorry, something happened temporarily, I, I forgot, I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry I didn't check my phone...have you been here for a long time?"

He Youning smiled, and helped her tidy up the messy hair on her forehead, trying to ease her nervousness.

"It's okay, I didn't find you at first, and no one answered your phone call. Then I saw you playing with the children, so I didn't come in to disturb you."

"Why didn't you come in and call me, and waited for me stupidly." Wen Xinfei felt a little relieved, and smiled with her eyes narrowed.

"I don't like children very much."

The air was a little stagnant, Wen Xinfei stopped smiling, and licked her lips in astonishment, and within a few seconds, Fang felt that she was being rude, "Uh, sorry."

He Youning's rare nervousness suddenly came out like a spring, and he quickly explained, "I, I mean, I don't know how to get along with children."

"In the future, I will learn more from Teacher Wen."

"Eh?"

"Are you hungry? Let's go eat~"

Wen Xinfei's stomach rang just right, ending the awkward conversation between the two.He Youning breathed a sigh of relief, and it took a long time to realize that this was the first time he led the conversation between the two of them, and without the introduction of Wen Xinfei's usual lively words, he was really not used to it.

The National Day holiday is approaching, and Lillian Kindergarten's art performance is about to debut.

Before going on stage, Wen Xinfei was cheering for the children. It happened that Xiao Wang passed by here and joked with the children, "Mr. Wen works so hard, children, you will definitely be able to get No.1, right?"

The children were pure-minded and heard that there would be prizes, so they all laughed and shouted yes.

Wen Xinfei was a little displeased, but it was inconvenient to express it in front of the children, and then she said gently to the children, "Children, didn't the teacher say that the ranking is not important, the important thing is that everyone has worked hard Perform, and learn to cooperate with other friends, right~"

When the children came to the stage, Wen Xinfei glanced at Xiao Wang with some displeasure, "Don't teach the children blindly."

"No, I just have confidence in you~ You are serious and responsible, and the programs you arrange must be good."

Wen Xinfei turned her head and ignored him, hiding behind the curtain and quietly watching the children's performance.

The master who arranged the venue on the side chatted with her for a while, "I think your class of children can take the first place."

"Do you think they performed well?" Wen Xinfei smiled with narrowed eyes.

"I saw that young man just now. He is a classmate with the leader of the Education Bureau under the stage who came to inspect. He will definitely be able to speak well for you. Teacher, you don't have to worry about it."

Wen Xinfei's smile froze a bit, but she still focused on her innocent children on the stage.

The performance ended smoothly, and the teachers and students started the long-awaited November holiday.

Yuan Chaonan looked at his colleagues who were packing their things and preparing to catch the train, but he silently picked up the laundry in a basin.

"Hey, boy? Aren't you going home?"

"Ah, um, I didn't get a ticket for today..."

"Oh, it's not easy to buy, next time you must hurry up, then let's go first!"

"Okay, good luck, happy holidays."

Yuan Chaonan stood in front of the large mirror in the water room, scrubbing the clothes in his hands mechanically. The white shirt was clenched in strange folds and stretched tightly together.

His mother's phrase "If you can't get the money, don't come back" still lingered in Yuan Chaonan's mind. He touched his forehead with a frothy hand, and his face became mottled and moist.

But that day when Qiao Yi got off work at the bank, she got an answer she didn't want to hear.

"It can't be approved." Qiao Yi didn't look at her. She didn't know why she couldn't bear Yuan Chaonan's pitiful and helpless eyes. She dodged like evasive and made her look cold, "Although it is unsecured Credit loan, even if you have good credit, but you are not a local account holder, have no car or house under your name, your monthly salary is less than 5000, and your local tax payment has not exceeded five years, the bank will not approve it. After all, those so-called unspoken rules are real in existence."

Yuan Chaonan desperately thought of his mother's words, and even wanted to use Qiao Yi's "bank friend" relationship to ease the conditions, but in the end he gave up.

Yuan Chaonan only left Qiao Yi a lonely back, and didn't say anything, maybe because he had the ability to argue, why not read more small advertisements on the side of the road, maybe he can find some suitable part-time jobs.