Chapter 2405 She Is Not Full

In fact, sometimes she felt that her life was so strange. She was obviously dead. Although it could not be said that she died of old age, it could be considered a normal death for humans.

She thought her life ended there, but she didn't expect that it was like a dream. Those two lives were the scenes of reincarnation in her dream. She thought this was her last life.

If life is really perfect and there are no regrets, then this time, it's okay.

She will make her mother's life perfect.

"Yan Huan, it's time to eat," the teacher took her little hand. She was the youngest here. She was only three and a half years old and still very small. Of course, she was not very outstanding, but she was still the most conspicuous little girl in this kindergarten.

She was very beautiful, well-behaved, and obedient. Of course, in the eyes of the teacher, she was still very quiet, because she really didn't know how to communicate with her friends.

She still couldn't make herself a real child, so in the end she just shut up and didn't speak. Anyway, most people thought that she was an introverted child.

Of course, the teacher likes the kind of children who are good, obedient, clean, go to the toilet and eat well. Yan Huan is just such a child, and all teachers like her very much.

Yan Huan took a spoon to eat the food in her small bowl. After eating a bowl, she still felt a little hungry. The food prepared by the kindergarten for these children was not much. A small stomach like this could not eat much. However, now she only ate so little, and she was really not full.

She picked up her small bowl and said, "Teacher, I am not full."

She is the most daring child in the whole kindergarten.

Maybe in the hearts of many children, she is a daring one. There are so many children in the whole kindergarten, big and small, from three to six years old, and few dare to ask the teacher for food, but Yan Huan can.

She will tell her request.

Too much, too little, or need more.

Of course, children who can talk have food to eat.

The teacher asked for a small bowl of rice for her and put it in front of her.

"Thank you, teacher."

She said politely, which made the teacher's blood boil.

How can this child be so cute? How did her mother teach her?

Yan Huan took out her own spoon and ate it mouthful by mouthful. She would not be hungry when she went home after eating, and she could save some food for her mother. The family conditions were better, and they had their own house, but Ye Rong was still a little reluctant. When she didn't have a house, she was worried that she would have no place to live in the future and would be driven away by the landlord. When she had a house, she was still worried about what to do if she couldn't pay the mortgage. Although she signed a long-term contract with the company, there was nothing absolute in this world.

If the company went bankrupt, the boss ran away with his sister-in-law, or a bomb flew from somewhere and blew up the company, where would she go to work? If she didn't work, what would they do in the future? They still had to pay the mortgage every month.

Therefore, after getting such a good job, she still continued to ask for those handicrafts and tried every means to make money. Of course, she also saved as much as she could. Even her own meals were simple. Sometimes when she was in the company, she still ate steamed buns and boiled water to pass the day. It didn't matter if she suffered a little, but she couldn't let her daughter suffer.

That's why Yan Huan would eat her fill in the kindergarten to help her mother save food. She couldn't help saving.

In the afternoon, Ye Rong came to pick up her daughter. Her time to get off work was not bad. The kindergarten was later than her time to get off work, so she could come to pick up her daughter after school.

Ye Rong touched her daughter's little head and saw that she seemed to grow faster since she went to kindergarten, and she was getting whiter and whiter, like a beautiful snowball.

Her little face was also chubby, and her eyes were round and bright. She was getting more beautiful as she grew older.

"Your child eats very well," the teacher said to Ye Rong with a smile, "She ate two small bowls of rice at noon today. Some children here can't even eat half a bowl at a time."

Ye Rong was happy to hear that Yan Huan could eat so much rice in a day. She always knew that her daughter was very good at eating. When she was more than two years old, she didn't need to be fed and could eat by herself.

So when she was about to send her to the kindergarten, she didn't worry too much.

No one needs to worry about Yan Huan's meals. Sure enough, there is no need to worry. She eats so much that she is so fat.

Ye Rong took her daughter's hand and prepared to take her home. Their house is very close, but it only takes about ten minutes to walk there.

Back home.

Ye Rong wanted to cook something for herself, and Yan Huan took out her homework book and started to do her homework. Don't look at her as only three years old. This kindergarten is quite responsible.

You can learn new things every day, and no matter how new the things are, they are still very childish for Yan Huan now.

Count from one to ten, and then from ten to one.

She wrote stroke by stroke, of course she could write, but even because she was small, she didn't have much strength, so the words floated on the paper, but they also had arms and legs, and the handwriting was very clean.

Ye Rong just cooked a bowl of porridge for himself, and then ate it with a steamed bun.

She didn't feel any pain eating such food every day. As long as she could see her daughter growing up healthily, it was okay even if she was allowed to nibble on these things every day.

What she likes most is her daughter's handwriting. Although she is just learning to write now, it can be seen that Yan Huan's handwriting is very neat and delicate.

She had finished her meal, and Yan Huan had also finished her homework. In fact, she could finish such homework in a few minutes, but she still followed the children's time, and she just worked hard for more than half an hour.

She put the books and notebooks back into her schoolbag, and she still wanted to practice. She didn't like watching TV, she liked to be with her mother.

In this way, Ye Rong taught Yan Huan what she had learned before bit by bit, but she was a little surprised. Maybe Yan Huan was really talented, so it seemed to others that the movements were difficult, but for Yan Huan There is no technical content on her body. She can complete those movements easily, and her little arms and legs are incredibly soft.

Ye Rong is becoming more and more proud of his daughter.