Chapter 6

Xie Yishu remembered the little fat cub's life experience, and didn't know how to respond for a while. www.sto123.cc

He looked at his face full of hope, like a chubby boy waiting for praise, then looked at the drawing on the table, and encouraged him: "The painting is really beautiful! The background is blue? The painting is really beautiful, look. Go up like the sky..."

Xie Yishu struggled to find a place to praise for children's drawings with a rather abstract style.

001 reminded him in a low voice: "Host, he seems to be crying."

Xie Yishu paused and turned to look at Bo Zai, only to find that Xiao Pangdun's expression dimmed little by little.

In the end, his little head drooped.

Xie Yishu was a little at a loss, wondering if he made a mistake: "Boy?"

Po Cub lowered his chubby face and said nothing.

He was a little sad, so sad that his stomach was confiscated, and it stuck out little by little.

Teacher Xie did not realize that he was painting him.

Is it because Teacher Xie is not his mother?

Xiao Pangdun gazed at the sketches on the table in frustration, and at the photos on the work card of Xie Yishu, his sad little expression suddenly became empty.

He looked at the sketches in disbelief, then looked at the photos, and patted his head for a long while.

Hi, he knows it.

It's because he paints too little.

He only drew a mother from one angle.

"Teacher Xie, Bo Zai hasn't painted it yet."

Po Zai awkwardly folded the drawing in half and then folded in half, folded into a small square, carefully put it away, and said to Xie Yishu, "Bo Zai will draw another one."

Draw a little more different angles, and Mr. Xie might be able to see it.

Po Zai clenched his hand in a fist.

Although I don't know which sentence was wrong, it is a good thing that the little fat boy can cheer up again.

Xie Yishu was relieved and stretched out his hand and rubbed Bo Zai's head: "Okay, the teacher will get you new drawing paper."

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The teachers and students of the Little Mushroom Class discovered that their little friend Bo Zai suddenly became addicted to painting.

During the break between classes, draw on the position.

When queuing for medical examination, squat and draw.

Even after weighing the weight, I was crying with the numbers on the scale, and I just squatted passively for a while, then snapped to the corner, picked up the drawing paper and crayons, and painted with tears.

During lunch, Ge Qing and Xie Yishu said, "This is the first time I have seen that child so devoted to one thing."

Xie Yishu looked at the last grain of rice in the CD-ROM, wiped his mouth with the bib, and went to the little fat cub who was painting aside. His heart was very soft: "He is painting his mother. "

At first it looked like a wall with two windows.

After showing him several new paintings, he already had a nose and eyes, and he could tell that he was painting a portrait.

Ge Qing did not expect that the little guy was painting his mother. Thinking of the blank child files in the mother's column in the office, I felt a little emotional for a while.

It's also pitiful.

She changed the subject: "Teacher Xie, I will come to see during lunch break today. Later, Mr. Wang from the little broccoli class upstairs will take you to the staff dormitory. You go to the dormitory to tidy up first."

The little electronic sound of 001 frustration sounded in my mind.

Xie Yishu knew that 001 was disappointed that he couldn't tell the children the story of the ancient blue star. While comforting it to be long in Japan, thank Ge Qing: "Okay. Excuse me, Teacher Ge."

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As the only young teacher in Yunshan Kindergarten who cannot afford a house and lives in a staff dormitory, Wang Ziqiao is very happy to have new colleagues to accompany him. So after coaxing the "little cauliflowers" into bed with the life teacher, Wang Ziqiao happily came to lead the people.

Walking downstairs, Wang Ziqiao saw his new colleague at first sight.

At the second glance, I saw Xiao Pangdun being led by his new colleague.

"Hello, I am Xie Yishu, the new life teacher of the Xiaomogu class." The new colleague introduced himself.

Wang Zijiao stepped forward to shake hands with him, and said enthusiastically, "Hello, my name is Wang Ziqiao, and I’m from the little broccoli class upstairs. From now on, we will be roommates. Take care of each other."

After that, he lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Pangdun: "Isn't this a kid from your little mushroom class? Why is he here?"

It's a long story.

Xie Yishu briefly explained: "He (Shui Shui) can't be there. Teacher Ge wants to see other children, so I took him with him."

Bo Zai obediently said hello: "Hello, Teacher Wang."

"Hello, hello." Wang Ziqiao patted his little head and looked at Xie Yishu again, "Teacher Xie, I will take you to the dormitory first. The few empty rooms have been unoccupied for a long time. It's a lot of dust. At noon you Maybe you have to clean it first, or you won’t be able to stay at night."

Po Cub's little ears cocked.

Xie Yishu nodded understandingly: "Okay."

Po Zai wrinkled his chubby face.

It's been a long time without people, dusty, and can't live without cleaning.

Upon hearing this description, Bo Zai did not want Teacher Xie to live. Although it is not yet certain whether Teacher Xie is his mother, he does not want Teacher Xie to suffer.

The staff dormitory is on the sidelines.

The goose-yellow (color) four-story building, the lower three floors are used as various activity rooms, and the top floor is the staff dormitory.

"This one belongs to me." Wang Zijiao pointed to the one next to the stairs, and then to the ones on the side. "These three are empty. You can choose from these three, the opposite ones. The two rooms in the middle and the inner ones were used by the director to pile up the sundries. If you want to live in, you have to move the contents out first."

"Okay." Xie Yishu didn't choose, so he chose the room next to Wang Ziqiao, "then this one."

"Get." Wang Zijiao took out the card and swiped it, and handed it to Xie Yishu as he opened the door. "Keep the key, and tie it to the terminal later. You can go in and out and swipe the terminal normally."

"Okay." Xie Yishu put away the key, took the cub, and followed Wang Ziqiao into the dormitory.

Two big and one small squeezed in, and the dormitory was almost full.

Bo Zai looked around and looked at the staff dormitory, which was not half the size of his toy house, and his psychological defenses collapsed.

How can I live in such a place!

Without thinking about it, Po Zai lifted Chubby's hand and directly grabbed Xie Yishu by the corner of his clothes.

He doesn't want Teacher Xie to live here, he wants to take Teacher Xie home!

Before he could open an invitation, he heard Teacher Wang's voice: "How is it? Not bad, right."

And Teacher Xie's satisfied voice: "It's much better than I thought... This is probably the best dormitory I have ever lived in."

Xie Yishu looked at the dormitory in front of him.

Although the dormitory is small, it is fully functional.

There is a bed, a table, a temperature control, a wardrobe, and a small bathroom.

Much better than a crowded six-person room and a moldy basement.

However, it has been unoccupied for a long time.

A layer of dust accumulates on the furniture, the curtain shows a slit, and the sun shines in, and you can see the dust floating everywhere in the air.

Brother Wang Ziqiao pushed him nicely: "This is also the best dormitory I have ever lived in."

Po Zai supported his ears to listen to them, and finally let go of his hand slowly.

If Teacher Xie is his mother... It turns out that mother likes such a place, so it's no wonder that she wouldn't go back to the home where he and father lived.

The little fat cub's heart sank in his stomach.

The two adults were discussing the cleaning, but didn't notice that there was something wrong with Xiao Pang Dun.

"You use my dust remover first? I'll bring it to you." Wang Ziqiao said, returning to his room, and soon came with a bucket of cleaning tools, "The rag is new, you use it first."

Xie Yishu took the bucket and thanked you: "Thank you, Teacher Wang."

"No thanks. By the way, Mr. Xie, where did you live before? Do you have anything to move over? I'm free today and I will move with you after get off work."

"I was... not the main star." Xie Yishu moved his gaze to the door, and did not say that the backpack at the door contained all his luggage. "It is not convenient to send things. I plan to go out to buy some at night."

"Then, I will go out with you in the evening to familiarize you with the surrounding environment. I happen to be able to make up something too."

...

Wang Ziqiao was relieved not to leave the group of little-skinned monkeys at work. Seeing that Xie Yishu had nothing to do with him, he made an appointment to go out together after closing the garden and left first.

Xie Yishu looked at the cleaning tools in the bucket, first opened the window for ventilation, and then turned on the dust collector to remove dust.

With the dust collector, the cleaning work is basically gone.

The rest is to wipe all the furniture, and then turn on the disinfection device to disinfect the corners and corners.

Xie Yishu dampened the rag and prepared to wipe the chair first and let the boy sit down.

I lowered my head but saw that Xiao Pangdun had rolled up his sleeves, and showed (flesh) chubby arms: "Teacher! Cub will help you!"

"Okay." Xie Yishu didn't hesitate. "Thank you Bozai."

He gave the little fat cub a rag and asked him to wipe the furniture with himself.

Although Xiao Pangdun was a bit clumsy, he rubbed it very hard. He is short and can't wipe the upper part, so he wipes the chairs and table legs where he can reach.

With his help, the dormitory was quickly cleaned.

The rest is to clean up the inside of the dust collector and return it directly to Wang Ziqiao at night.

Xie Yishu asked Bo Zai to sit on a small chair to wait for him, and took the dust collector to the bathroom.

When I came out, I saw Xiao Pangdun drawing on the desk.

Three people were drawn on the painting this time.

Xie Yishu guessed that Po Zai painted himself and his parents.

Xie Yishu remembered what Teacher Ge had said to him.

He and Dad depend on each other.

Dad is a car repairer and owes money outside, so he often takes him to change kindergarten.

Xie Yishu couldn't help but brainstorm a single father to live with his son:

The father worked hard all day, and most of the money he earned was used to pay off his debts, and the rest was spent on the child. Let children dress neatly (dry gan) and go to kindergarten decently.

The child knows his father’s hard work, is young and sensible early, helps his father with (gan) housework, works hard to lighten his father’s burden, and misses his mother every day...

Bo Zai noticed Xie Yishu's gaze and straightened his waist subconsciously.

This time, he drew three mothers.

Back to his mother, squatting mother, and mother beside him.

I drew three at once, and Teacher Xie might have seen it.

Po Zai took a deep breath nervously, and listened to Xie Yishu asking him: "Bo Zai, did you paint your family?"

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Po Zai came home with more than 20 drawings.

Later, he painted another ten more pictures one after another, but Teacher Xie didn't realize that he was painting him.

Is it true that Teacher Xie is really not his mother?

It's obviously so similar!

Xiao Pangdun was puzzled, holding his own painting tossing on the sofa and looking at it for a long time.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Bo Cub sat up from the sofa, holding the painting, and rushing into Gu Yanzhi's arms with his short legs: "Dad! Look, Bo Cub can draw pictures!"

One of Gu Yan held the drawing in one hand and his son in the other.

Puzai put his arms around his neck, and wanted his father to help him analyze whether Teacher Xie was his mother. Before the analysis, I couldn't help but sell it: "Dad, who do you think Bozai painted?"

Gu Yanzhi looked at the painting and thought for a while.

He could only see that what his son was painting should be an individual.

As for who that person is...Combining with the performance of the little fat boy, Gu Yanzhi asked confidently: "Is the boy painted as a father?"