"Wait a minute?" With Xu Jiamu's voice settled down, Lu Jinnian's light voice came from his mobile phone, mixed with whispering sound, as if in a meeting.

Xu Jiamu slightly shook his head and put aside the confused idea of song Xiangsi's appearance and restored his usual calm: "not busy, what's the matter?"

"If you're not busy, I'll pick up the New Year cake. I have a client who can't leave. The Qiao family just called and said that Joe's father is not in good health and is ill again. Joe and Joe have gone." Lu Jinnian briefly described the situation to him, and said to the people on the side: "this plan is not good, do it again."

With that, Lu Jinnian asked again, "no problem?"

"No," Xu Jiamu replied

Hang up the phone, Xu Jiamu took a look at the time, had passed the kindergarten school point, quickly started the car, drove toward the kindergarten.

There was a bit of traffic jam on the road. When Xu Jiamu arrived, the whole kindergarten was left with the dean and a teacher playing games with a beautiful little girl and rice cake.

When you see the director of the kindergarten, he said, "I've met you for a few years."

Little rice cake raised a head, tender voice tender gas of a cry: "uncle."

Then he still sat on the creeping carpet and continued to play with the little girl with two braids, without the slightest intention of packing up her schoolbag and leaving.

Xu Jiamu has always been a pet of little rice cake. He has no temper at all. He goes to the schoolbag of Xiaonian cake, helps him put all the things into the bag, and then carries it with one hand. When he comes to the cake, he squats down and says, "Xiaonian cake, home."

Holding the dough in his hand, Xiaonian cake glanced at the little red beans that were piling up on one side. Then he turned his head to Xu Jiamu and said, "uncle, can we wait for a moment?"

Xu Jiamu looked at the rice cake, did not make a sound, patiently waiting for him to say the reason.

"Uncle, little red bean's mother hasn't come to pick her up. I'm gone. She's the only one left in the kindergarten. So let's wait for his mother to come and go, OK?"

Little red bean It's really a special name Let Xu Jiamu instantly associated with a poem called "Acacia": red beans born in the south, spring to send a few branches. I hope you can pick more, this is the most Acacia.

Perhaps because of the name, Xu Jiamu paid special attention to the little red bean. The girl looked as big as Xiaonian cake. Her small face was round and her skin was very white, which made him like it very much.

Seeing that Xu Jiamu didn't make a sound for a long time, the Dean couldn't help but say, "little red bean's mother may have something wrong. She didn't come to pick her up. She made a phone call, but no one answered. Xiaoniangao and xiaohongdou have a good relationship, so they may want to accompany her."

When Xu Jiamu heard the president's words, he immediately regained his mind, but his eyes were still fixed on little red bean. He continued to look at him for two more eyes. Then he turned his head and nodded to the Dean: "can I stay a little longer, is it OK?"

"No problem." The Dean laughed back.

"If the Dean has something to do first, I'll just look at the two children." Xu Jiamu said.

The Dean continued to laugh and stayed in the classroom for a while before leaving.

The two children played very harmoniously, and Xu Jiamu didn't have to worry about it.

Time ticked by, until the sun set, little red bean's mother did not come to pick her up.

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