Re-employment of divorced and abandoned women

early morning.When the alarm rang, Fang Yiting resisted in her heart.

Jiang Dongping hugged her from behind, turned off the phone alarm with one hand, walked around Fang Yiting with the other, and gently patted Zhizhi who was also struggling: "You can sleep for a while, and Aping will call you after a while."

Zhi Zhi was soothed, her opened eyes were closed instantly, she muttered something, and then lost her mind again.

"Kindergarten is so early..." Fang Yiting slightly opened her eyes, her whole face wrinkled.

She really didn't sleep well yesterday.

First of all, she was forced to review what she did, so she naturally refused to admit her mistakes.No, it's not that she refuses to admit her mistakes, it's that Fang Yiting is not at fault at all!

Jiang Dongping didn't have any martial virtues at all, he couldn't talk about her, so he started to play tricks.

Fang Yiting is actually quite strange, she used to welcome Jiang Dongping's "hands and feet" and "irregularity", but Fang Yiting couldn't let go of such a cute and sleeping Zhizhi lying beside her.

Jiang Dongping's teeth were itchy, almost biting the back of her neck.

One to attack, one to deny.

There is always a time to relax.

Fang Yiting thought, people can't be so unconscionable, how can I say it in an Internet buzzword?What are you ruthless?

So Fang Yiting relaxed her defense, she comforted herself, it was just a small reward for Jiang Dongping's hard work in the past two days...

With a child by my side, it's... a bit difficult.

Fortunately, the two are already familiar with each other, with the slight spring breeze, Fang Yiting half-closed her eyes and looked at Crescent Moon poking her head out of the window.

She thought: The moon tonight is also a bit cuter than in the past.

Then, my thoughts were driven by the people around me, and I couldn't think of anything else.

Then, just when Fang Yiting was in a good mood... the little girl Zhizhi burst into tears and sat up straight, waving her hands.

Fang Yiting was taken aback, and was frightened back from every feeling.

Not only that, she is afraid that she will have "exercise phobia" for a long time in the future, and it is not bad if she is not as bad as a man.

Jiang Dongping pulled the baby wipes on the bedside, wiped his hands and mouth, then turned over and hugged Zhi Zhi in his arms, gently shaking her awake.

"Zhizhi, did you have a nightmare?" It was obviously not the first time this kind of thing happened.

Child Zhizhi is too excited during the day, but has nightmares at night.

With eyes closed, dancing and crying.

Jiang Dongping picked up Zhizhi, hugged him like he did when he was a child, turned on the bedside lamp, and paced back and forth in the room.

Zhizhi opened her eyes while shaking gently, with tears still on her cheeks.

She was sobbing: "Ah Ping." Shouted timidly.

"A Ping is here, and your favorite A Ting is also here."

"Ping, I want my mother..." This is the child's trump card. A child Zhizhi who hasn't looked for her mother during the day, after the nightmare, after the panic, the natural reaction is to look for the mother.

Jiang Dongping sighed inaudibly: "Zhizhi, mother has to work, remember?"

She comforted Zhizhi in a soft voice: "Mom is on a business trip, how about Ah Ping to accompany you?"

Zhizhi rubbed her eyes and said stubbornly, "I want my mother."

Fang Yiting thought belatedly: Yes, where is Zhizhi's mother?

Although he is only a two-and-a-half-year-old child, Jiang Dongping treats him like an adult.

Jiang Dongping sat down on the sofa by the window and let Zhizhi sit on her lap.

"Mom has to go to work to earn money, and Zhizhi has to go to kindergarten to learn skills. Our family has its own duties, and everyone has their own jobs, right?"

"Yes." Zhizhi hesitated for a moment, but obviously she couldn't deny the truth.

"Is it hard for mom to go to work? Going out early and returning late, working overtime, and going on business trips?"

"Yes." Zhizhi thought that sometimes when she wakes up in the middle of the night, her mother Jiang Qingyan turns on the small light and uses the curtain to block the light while typing on the computer.

When she was a child, she even cried about it. She wanted her mother to hug her to sleep, but her mother would always sneak up and do other things secretly after she fell asleep.

However, that was Zhizhi when I was a child.

Zhizhi now understands that her mother is working so hard to make money.

Only by working hard can you make money. In addition to paying the rent and buying rice for cooking, you also need to buy delicious lollipops and Mickey Mouse dolls for Zhizhi——

However, she has a lot of Mickey Mouse now, so can Mom not make money?

Zhizhi blinked and blinked: "I don't want dolls anymore, I don't want lollipops anymore, I just want my mother—"

Jiang Dongping felt a little sad, it is the nature of children to love their mothers.Jiang Qingyan's work pace, when Zhizhi was so young, was really... really okay?

However, there is no way to blame Jiang Qingyan.

She worked full-time until Zhizhi was two years old.

Such a resolute pregnancy, such a difficult and dangerous birth, such day and night breastfeeding, such frugal buying of milk powder and diapers...

She is not the hardest working mom, but she is conscientious enough.

Therefore, when Zhizhi met the minimum admission requirements, Jiang Dongping also talked to Jiang Qingyan: "Do you really want to let Zhizhi go to daycare so early?"

Jiang Dongping was reluctant.

Such a small person can't even drink water and pee by himself, so he has to carry a schoolbag alone, and go to kindergarten early and late.

Really... Isn't it pitiful?

She just learned to walk, and even faltered and fell;

She couldn't even express her wishes clearly, was she hungry or thirsty?

She is the youngest child in the class, right?Will you be bullied by older kids?

Will the teacher be impatient when encountering problems?

Jiang Dongping, who had never worried about Jiang Qingyan, was really worried.

How did Jiang Qingyan answer?

She clearly thought it through.She is extremely calm and restrained. She said: "As a single mother, I must earn a lot of money, enough to support Zhizhi's study and life in the next 20 years; to make money, I have to endure hardships and sacrifices. There is no perfect way in the world. Don't let the Tathagata live up to you."

He also comforted Jiang Dongping and said: "The sooner Zhizhi becomes independent, the smoother her future life will be."

"Yes, the younger she is, we can take care of her and solve many things for her. You don't have to go to school if you don't want to, take leave, or even teach at home;

If you don’t want to eat the food in the school cafeteria, you can skip it and send it home or simply pick it up; we can help you quarrel with the children, but it’s just a quarrel.but--"

"But Zhizhi will grow up sooner or later. She will learn to crawl, then walk, and run, and finally fly to the future beyond our reach—so..." Jiang Qingyan choked up when she said this.

Dear child, if possible, I really hope that I can shelter you from wind and rain for the rest of my life.

This is the instinctive thought of every mother.

What's more, she was pregnant in October, and once she gave birth, she personally fed her until she was two years old.

Two years, seven hundred days without separation, how could Jiang Qingyan really be willing to give up Zhizhi?

However, she decided.

Just like back then, even if Fang Yi abandoned her, even if she had no money around her, even if she couldn't continue her studies, even if she was at the end of her rope...but she, Jiang Qingyan, made her decision.

Don't regret what you decide.

Regret is useless, regret is cowardice, surrender.

The choice I made, kneeling and crawling, has to go to the end.

Thus, the two-year-old Zhizhi began a long journey to school. Jiang Qingyan, 24, has also started her own career with an uncertain future.

Zhizhi's tears gradually stopped, and she fell asleep again under Jiang Dongping's rhythmic pat.

Jiang Dongping carefully put her back on the side of the big bed.

Fang Yiting asked cautiously: "Is there any practical difficulty for Xiaoyan? If necessary, I can..."

Jiang Dongping nodded her lips: "There is no difficulty." She said, "If there is, they have to overcome it themselves. As parents, we can only do our best, and the road ahead requires them to walk on foot..."

It was already early in the morning, and there was no other interest in the night.

There was no dream for a while.

Even so, Fang Yiting still felt top-heavy, as if she hadn't slept well.

It was the first time for her to share the bed with such a small child, and she was afraid that if she turned over, it would crush her.

Fang Yiting wailed, "I'm really sleepy."

"Then you sleep for a while." Jiang Dongping got up quietly, "I'll take Zhizhi down for breakfast."

hotel restaurant.

It was the first time that Zhizhi had a hotel buffet and was very excited.

But Jiang Dongping warned her: "Eat what you take, and don't take what you don't want to eat."

Zhizhi pointed towards a certain table with her mouth: "There are only four of them, and they took a lot."

Jiang Dongping said sternly: "How can you use the behavior of others, especially strangers, as a criterion? It is illegal to run a red light in the wrong direction, and is it okay for other cars to run into you?"

Zhizhi tilted her head, unable to understand why running a red light is illegal?

Jiang Dongping then changed the analogy: "Is it necessary to line up for the slide? There are children who don't line up and rush to play, but we can't be the ones who break the rules, right?"

"Yes!" Child Zhizhi saw the chocolate brownie again, and her saliva was drooling.

She can eat so much!so much!How can you care about others?

Jiang Dongping sighed.Forget it, Zhizhi is really still a child.

When Zhizhi rushed to Brownie, he was blocked by someone.

The big girl in the white princess fluffy tulle dress, the little girl in the pink princess tutu skirt, followed by a menacing woman in Kuqi and carrying a Mama brand bag, who looked like her mother.

"Hey, let's forget about playing in the top garden yesterday, and have dinner in the restaurant today?"

Jiang Dongping originally wanted to go around, but the woman directly blocked Jiang Dongping's way with her rude words.

She's at?Said her??

Jiang Dongping began to be a little skeptical. Although there was a bit of quarrel between the children yesterday, although she specially brought it up last night to go online with Fang Yiting, she actually didn't take it to heart at all.

After all, it's a play between children, just expose it after playing and making a fuss.Who even brought it out on purpose?

But Jiang Dongping thinks this way, others don't necessarily think so.

Immediately, Jiang Dongping followed the woman's gaze——

Zhi Zhi was wearing a simple T-shirt and the pair of 30 yuan canvas shoes on her feet.

As for herself——Jiang Dongping's figure wrapped in jeans is many times better than this middle-aged woman's, and so is her face.

But she was carrying Zhizhi's schoolbag, which was a little dirty from yesterday's play, and it was a very cheap supermarket product.

But does supermarket stock get in the way?

It's just a bag.

The bags of Aima Ma brand are bags, and the school bags in supermarkets are also bags. Bags are used to hold things.Just like people have mouths, they are used to eat and talk.

However, there are some people whose mouths are obviously used for eating and talking, but why they want to spray rice fields...

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Dong Fang had three seconds to arrive on the battlefield.

Fang Yiting: Reversed!Dare to diss my wife's woman in my mother's territory?

Zhizhi: (star-eyed) Ah Ting is great!The person I love the most has become Ating.

Jiang Qingyan: Isn't it mother?

Fang Yi: Isn't it me?

Zhizhi: Who is upstairs?