Chapter 2390: Chapter 2405 she was not full
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In fact, sometimes she felt that her life was so strange. She was clearly already dead. Although it could not be said that she had died, it could still be considered a normal death for humans.
She thought that her life had ended there. However, she did not expect that it would be like a dream. Those two lives were the scenes of reincarnation in her dream. She thought that this was her last life.
If her life was truly perfect and there were no more regrets, then this time, it would be enough.
She would make her mother’s life perfect as well.
“Yanhuan, it’s time to eat.”The teacher held her little hand. She could be considered the youngest here. She was only three and a half years old, and she was still just a little bit. Of course, she wasn’t that outstanding, but.., she was still the most eye-catching little girl in this kindergarten.
She was very beautiful, obedient, and obedient. Of course, in the eyes of the teacher, she still did not like to talk, because she really did not know how to communicate with her little friends.
She still could not let herself become a real child, so in the end, she shut her mouth and did not speak. In any case, most people thought that she was an introverted child.
Of course, teachers liked children who were obedient, obedient, and clean. They could go to the toilet and eat their meals obediently. Yan Huan happened to be one of them, all the teachers liked her very much.
Yan Huan held a spoon and ate the food in his small bowl. After eating one bowl, he still felt a little guilty. The food prepared for the children in the kindergarten was not much to begin with, actually, she couldn’t eat much with such a big stomach, but now that she had only eaten so little, she really wasn’t full.
She picked up her small bowl and said, “Teacher, I’m not full.”
She was the most daring child in the entire kindergarten.
Perhaps in the hearts of many children, she was the most daring. There were so many children in the entire kindergarten, big and small, from three to six years old. There weren’t many who dared to beg for food for their teacher, but Yan Huan would.
She would state her requirements.
More, less, or even more.
Of course, children who could talk would have food to eat.
The teacher then asked for a small bowl of rice for her, and then placed it in front of her.
“Thank you, teacher.”
She said very politely, and then let the teacher’s blood ooze out.
How could this child be so cute? How did her mother teach her?
Yan Huan took out his little spoon and ate it one bite at a time. When he was full, he would no longer be hungry when he returned home. He could even save some food for his mother. The conditions at home were a little better, and he had his own house now, however, Ye Rong’s personality was still a little stubborn. When she did not have a house, she was worried that she would not have a place to live in the future and would be chased out by the landlord. When she had a house, she was still worried that she would not be able to repay the mortgage, although she had signed a long-term contract with the company, there was nothing absolute in this world.
If the company collapsed and the boss ran away with his sister-in-law, where would a bomb come from and blow up the company? Where would she go to work? If she did not go to work, what would the mother and daughter do in the future, they would still have to repay the mortgage in a month.
That was why, after she had such a good job, she continued to rely on the handicrafts and thought of ways to earn money. Of course, she would save as much as she could. Even the food she ate couldn’t be any simpler, sometimes, when she was in the company, she would still eat steamed buns and boiled water. She would just pass the day away. It didn’t matter if she suffered a little, but she couldn’t let her daughter suffer.
That was why Yan Huan ate her fill in the kindergarten. She helped her mother save so much food, so she had to save it.
In the afternoon, Ye Rong came to pick up her daughter. She got off work at a good time, and the end of the school day was later than the end of the school day, so she could come to pick up her daughter.
Ye Rong touched her daughter’s little head and saw that ever since she went to kindergarten, she seemed to grow faster and whiter, just like a beautiful snowball.
Her little face was chubby, and her eyes were round and bright. The longer she grew, the more beautiful she became.
“Your child eats so well,”the teacher said to Ye Rong with a smile. “She ate two small bowls of rice this afternoon. Some of our children can’t even eat half a bowl at once.”
Ye Rong was happy when she heard that Yan Huan could eat so much in a day. She always knew that her daughter ate very well. When she was more than two years old, she didn’t let anyone feed her anymore and could eat by herself.
So when she wanted to send her to kindergarten, she wasn’t too worried.
Yan Huan didn’t need to worry about eating. As expected, there was no need to worry. She ate until she was so fat.
Ye Rong held her daughter’s little hand and prepared to take her home. Their house was very close to each other. It was only a ten-minute walk away.
Back at home.
Ye Rong wanted to cook something for herself to eat, while Yan Huan took out her homework book and began to do her homework. Although she was only three years old, this kindergarten was still quite responsible.
Every day, she could learn new things, and then new things. To the current Yan Huan, it was still very childish.
From one to ten, and then from ten to one.
She wrote every stroke. Of course, she could write, but because she was young and did not have much strength, the words also floated on the paper, but they also had arms and legs. The handwriting was very clean.
Ye Rong only cooked a bowl of porridge for herself and then ate it with a steamed bun.
She did not feel bitter eating such things every day. As long as she could see her daughter growing up healthily, she could eat these things every day.
And her favorite thing was her daughter’s handwriting. Although she was only learning to write now, it could be seen that Yan Huan’s handwriting was very neat and elegant.
After she finished eating, Yan Huan also finished his homework. Actually, she finished this kind of homework in a few minutes, but it was still done according to the children’s time. Just like that, she grinded for more than half an hour.
She put the books and notebooks back into her schoolbag. She still had to practice. She did not like watching television. She liked to be with her mother.
Ye Rong taught Yan Huan everything she had learned in the past bit by bit. However, she was a little surprised. Perhaps Yan Huan was really very talented, so in the eyes of others, it was a very difficult move, on Yan Huan’s body, there was no technical content at all. She could easily complete those moves. Her small arms and legs were unbelievably soft.
Ye Rong was more and more proud of her daughter.
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