Chapter 651

Jiang Huaijin and Taijiquan grandfather close, but the old lady is very clear, "why do you worry so much?"

Old and young, bustling under the pavilion, comfortable weaving scarf, warm sun shining on the back, very comfortable.

Another half a month has passed.

At 5:10 p.m., song Wanjun finished seeing off the students and doing the sanitation, and the director told him to have a meeting.

It's something we don't usually have.

In the past, once in a while, I would say something in a short time, and let everyone go home without any delay.

After hearing the formal "meeting", song Wanjun asked, "how long will it take?"

The head of the garden was eating the apple, and he replied with a smile, "I'm not sure, half an hour, an hour!"

After listening to song Wanjun, some embarrassed, took out the mobile phone, to call Yu Hui.

She didn't have time to pick up her daughter from school.

Yu Hui answered the phone quickly. Song Wanjun explained the situation to him, "I have a meeting here. I can't keep up with my daughter. Go and meet her. Generally, I wait for her at the cake shop at the crossroads, and she will be on her own... "

Song Wanjun did not finish, Yu Hui impatiently interrupted her, "I have no time, you go!"

Song Wanjun, "... Why don't you have time?"

By this time, Yu Hui had already left work.

"I've made an appointment with someone to play basketball. I'm going to the court right now. You can find a way to take it. That's it!"

With that, Yu Hui hung up.

Song Wanjun is unbelievable!

Just now, she heard him close the cupboard door. It should be changing the uniform at home.

Song Wanjun's face is ugly when he redials.

Yu Hui got through again, "what are you doing?"

Song Wanjun was very difficult to understand his idea, "I'm going to have a meeting. Can you pick up my daughter? Even if you pick her up and take her... "

Song Wanjun wants to say that when she is sent to her grandparents' home, he will play basketball. When the meeting is over, he will pick up his daughter.

Before Song Wanjun's words were over, Yu Hui interrupted her, "what's good about your broken kindergarten?"

Song Wanjun is very glad that he is hiding from everyone and comes out to call him. He lowers his voice and says to his mobile phone, "I didn't open it. How do I know what meeting to hold? Why don't you just pick her up once? "

Yu Hui tone unchanged, still excited, with the pleasure of going to the stadium, "I don't have time, you ask a leave to pick it up, so, don't call me again!"

Song Wanjun's heart is indescribably complex.

As his voice fell and the phone was hung up, song Wanjun could feel that his body was cold.

She's not busy every day. Let him pick up her daughter!

He didn't have time to play.

He told her to ask for a leave and not to call him again.

At this moment, song Wanjun is really desperate and laughs at his own stupidity.

How could she forget that he had always been a selfish person.

How could he give up his entertainment time to pick up his daughter.

How could she mistakenly think that the peace of these days is their life and begin to develop in a better direction.

Don't give up, song Wanjun stubborn call to Yu Hui.

Yu Huizhen did what he said and didn't make another connection.

"Jun, there's a meeting!"

The 19-year-old teacher in the same class called her at the entrance of the director's office. Song Wanjun answered and called the child's grandmother.

Now my daughter goes to primary school, not kindergarten.

In the kindergarten, if the parents don't pick up, the children are still in the kindergarten and are taken care of by the teachers.

Now, their daughters are led by teachers. After taking them out of school, they don't care. Let their parents worry and take their children home.

It was an hour and a half after Song Wanjun's meeting.

It's very late, and we can see the stars in the sky.

"Be careful on the way home and be safe."

The head of the garden was kind and told everyone. After Song Wanjun left on his electric bike, in the rearview mirror, the light of a car's headlight came. Through the rear-view mirror, song Wanjun sees Yu Hui's colleague, the director's husband, get out of the car, lock the kindergarten door, and the director gets on the car.

Song Wanjun's heart is full of acid, riding an electric car to pick up the child at his grandmother's home.

"Is Yu Hui not home yet? I don't know when you will come back. I didn't cook for you. Take your children home to cook. Yu Hui is lazy and doesn't want to run here. "

Yu Hui's mother didn't wait for song Wanjun to come in, so she took her daughter's schoolbag and put it on the electric car for her.

The daughter cleverly called "Mom" and sat at the back.

Song Wanjun greets Yu Hui's mother and takes her daughter home.

At this time, the place where steamed buns are sold has been locked, and the place where vegetables are bought has nothing left.

Reflected by the street lamp, song Wanjun felt very sad and helpless. My daughter is humming a new song from today's music class“ Are you happy at school today? " Song Wanjun pretends to be OK and chats with her daughter. As long as the daughter is happy, that's enough“ Happy My daughter is in the back, talking to song Wanjun about the interesting things in school. With her daughter's company, song Wanjun felt that she was very kind-hearted. There was no ready-made steamed bun. After Song Wanjun came home, he had to make dough and make his own oil cakes. At home, he took off his coat and put on his apron. Then song Wanjun began to work in the kitchen. The daughter is doing her homework in the living room. Porridge is cooking on the fire, noodles are pressing on the chopping board, and shredded potatoes are put aside. When porridge is ready, stir fry. After the steamed bread, rice and dishes are ready, song Wanjun goes outside to watch the time. By this time, it's more than eight o'clock. At this time, it's time for Yu Hui to go home. After washing her hands, she called Yu Hui. In the noisy atmosphere over there, Yu Hui told her with a smile, "eat with my friends. If you don't go back, you can eat by yourself." Song Wanjun said nothing and hung up directly. What kind of endurance can we continue to live such a life? Song Wanjun really admired himself for how he got to the present“ Is mom ready to eat? I'm so hungry My daughter has finished her homework for a long time and is watching TV. Song Wanjun said, "it's time to eat." her daughter put down the remote control and ran to the kitchen to get chopsticks. Another month later, C City ushered in the first snow of this year. For three days in a row, when he saw that Jiang Wenxin had the same thing in his neck, Su Hengzhi, as a close assistant, couldn't see it any more“ Boss, don't you think it doesn't match you? " Jiang Wenxin took out a handmade scarf and asked Su Hengzhi, "is it beautiful?" Su Heng's mouth drew and looked at the scarf with uneven stitches. Should he tell the truth? Or a lie against your will?