Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

Around ten thirty, the cake is ready.

After Jiang Tingxu paid the bill, Leng Zheng had already put everything on the car.

"Madam, did you go directly to the Little Master's School?"

"Ok!"

Shopping or something, the current Jiang Tingxu is totally uninterested.

With that time, it might as well take a good rest.

The kindergarten is not far away, just in the city.

With Leng Zheng, a phone call can solve all problems. When that happens, there will be teachers waiting at the door.

"Hello, is this Mother Mo?"

"Well, yes, I am Mo Zhining's mother."

"Thank you so much, Mother Mo, for being so busy to send food to the kids in our class."

"Ah, teacher, are they in class now?"

If not, Jiang Tingxu would really like to see his precious son.

But the teacher nodded: "Mom, their class is now in arithmetic class."

Got.

Hearing that his son was in class, Jiang Tingxu could only rest his thoughts about seeing his son.

"Well, then I won't bother them, teacher, trouble you."

Leng Zheng took the things off the car one by one. The big three-layer cake alone was not cheap at first sight, and it was impossible for a female teacher to hold it alone.

After that, of course Leng Zheng took the cake in, and the female teacher followed with two big bags of biscuits and candies.

Because the class is still in class, so these things are placed in the next room activity room.

After putting things down, Leng Zheng left.

The teacher brought in a few colleagues who had no class and started fiddling.

When Jiang heard Xu Leng Zheng coming out, he asked curiously:

"Have you seen Ningning?"

"Sorry, madam, I didn't see the young master."

Hey....

"Forget it."

Anyway, I can see it when I go home from school in the afternoon.

"go home."

"Yes, ma'am."

Jiang heard that not long after they left, no more than five minutes at most, the kindergarten bell rang.

Xiao Ningning's class naturally ended, but I didn't understand why the teacher suddenly asked all the children to go to the activity room next door?

Isn’t the next class an English class?

As for the kids, although they are puzzled in their hearts, but what the teacher says, everyone does it obediently.

Lined up and entered the activity room properly.

"Wow, there is cake!" The little student walking in front saw the cake box on the table sharply.

Of course the children behind were very curious when they heard that there was a cake.

"Where is it?"

"I saw it everywhere."

The head teacher clapped his hands to the teacher:

"Children, be quiet~"

The children were so good-looking, no one said anything, but their eyes were just staring at the big cake in front of the teacher.

Puff, sure enough, a child is a child.

Even if this kindergarten is the only aristocratic kindergarten in Yuncheng, all the children who go to school here are either rich or rich.

Although this cake is not cheap, how expensive can it be?

It’s just that, kid, who can control what you eat?

"Very well, everyone sits in the order of seats. If anyone doesn't sit and talk, there will be no cake to eat!"

Suddenly, the children sat tightly, their small bodies were even more straight.

"Today's cake was sent by Mo Zhining's mother. Mom Mo hopes that the children can get along with Mo Zhining. Everyone said, OK?"

"okay!"

"Good!"

"Teacher, we will take good care of classmate Mo Zhining and will not bully him!"