On children's day on June 1, Zhou Jiao got up early. After washing, she spent a lot of time tidying up her appearance and putting on the clothes she had prepared last night.

Lin Lishan laughs at her daughter's cautious attitude. She took the teapot bag prepared by Aunt Chen and supported her daughter to follow her husband and son-in-law.

Not far from the door, Mrs. Cheng, dressed in formal clothes, had been waiting there for a long time. When she saw them coming back, she could not help complaining about their tardiness.

What day is today?

How can they not be such a small announcer at a safe time?

Walking in the courtyard, Zhou Jiao was surprised to find that many parents on vacation were leading their children out of the house. She secretly congratulated herself that she had come home early last night, otherwise she would not be able to catch up with her son.

Compared with previous years, this time several kindergartens jointly celebrate the happy children's day. We hereby arrange the activity site in an opera house in the city.

Before arriving at the entrance of the theatre, we can see two rows of innocent and lively children standing at the entrance and exit, shaking the wreaths on their hands and shouting welcome words.

Because of her identity, Zhou Jiao accompanied Mrs. Cheng, her mother and Zhang Guoqing to get off the bus first, leaving her father alone to take the orderly to the special passage.

Zhou Xiaozheng looked at several people who had gone far away and sipped his lips to let Xiao Wang go. How to say that he doesn't like to be accompanied by people in front of and behind him?

Every important anniversary is either absent or just a glimpse.

Entering the theater, Zhang Guoqing looked at the children running around. He really nodded. He was worried that some naughty egg would bump into his daughter-in-law's stomach.

Three people hold Zhou Jiao in the middle to go to the gathering point of Ping'an kindergarten. Sure enough, they see that the children are probing into the channel.

Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing laughed and waved his hands. If it wasn't for the fear of losing face to his children in public, he would like to shout at his son.

At this time, with Zhang Guoqing's action, the old lady, Lin Lishan and Zhou Jiao all saw peace, and they all rushed forward.

There were two red little Ping'an on his white and tender face. At the moment, he was wearing a small military uniform, wearing a belt around his waist and a small military cap. He looked as if his face was as stiff as a mold. When he saw them coming, he suddenly showed a brilliant smile.

Seeing his son's young face and handsome facial features, with his military uniform, he was so handsome that he didn't want to. Zhou Jiao secretly praised her son.

Within ten years, her family, who inherits all the excellent genes of her parents, will definitely inherit the name of her grandfather as a beautiful man.

Mrs. Cheng nodded respectfully to the parents around her and listened to the compliments of their children. She was very happy and modest on her face.

On the other hand, Lin Lishan and Zhang Guoqing are happy and not modest at all.

Zhou Jiao lowered her head and winked at her son secretly, and quickly compared her thumbs up. When she saw her son's dazzling smile, she quickly indicated that she would be more nervous.

We want to play and play the same cool guy as my grandfather. That gentle and considerate, but also revealed a pair of pear vortex, the future rotten peach blossom not too much!

At the official start time of the program, Zhou Jiao followed everyone back to her seat, looked up for a long time, but couldn't see her father in those places upstairs?

When Ping'an appeared on the news screen, he looked at his calm son and spoke fluently what guests and comrades welcomed without writing paper.

Zhou jiaochao and Zhang Guoqing smile. Her son is like a general!

After Xiao Ping'an's exit, there was another round of warm applause from the whole theater. Listening to those parents praising their children, Zhang Guoqing was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

His son, as long as he gives a starting point and doesn't need to install wings, he will fly into the sky.

The whole performance of the children, Zhang Guoqing did not see the heart.

Even if the granddaughter of a famous general, who is said to be only seven or eight years old, performed a unique dance, he felt that he could not compare with his son standing there quietly playing the flute.

If this is matched with the ancient costume, then grow a little higher, coupled with an antique song, what jade childe, what the most beautiful man in the capital is not worth mentioning.

Zhang Guoqing, who was holding a camera and following other parents to take pictures around the stage, was shocked and more effective than taking any tonic pills.

Finally came back to change the film, the unbearable Zhou Jiao finally grabbed him. Go on, the father and son are famous today.

Don't mention Zhou Jiao. Even Zhou Xiaozheng is upstairs looking at her son-in-law by the stage below, her eyes pumping. When he meets his daughter-in-law and his son, he always lacks IQ!

As an old father-in-law, he really doesn't know whether to be happy or worried?

But old Mrs. Cheng was happy. She repeatedly told Zhang Guoqing to protect these films. She had to wash more copies and put them at home. She was happy to have nothing to look at.

Now, with a Lin Lishan, these three can be regarded as a topic of conversation. They are very happy.

At the end of the performance, when she could pick up her son, Zhou Jiao was relieved when she left the theatre.

Seeing the group of three still chatting happily, she touched her stomach with regret. It's a pity that she can't squat down. Otherwise, she told her son when she had a chance.——We can only play with the art of these paths. We must not take the road of literary and artistic soldiers.

"I saw my grandfather just now. I also saw my grandfather and them."

Zhang Guoqing turned to look at the back: "your grandfather came with us, this meeting should have left with them."

"Yes, my grandfather said he was still on business and celebrated for me in the evening."

Looking at the children who are going to Laomo, restaurants and parks in front of her, Lin Lishan suggested to her, "why don't we take you out to play first?"

Ping An looked at his mother and shook his head wisely: "my mother will be tired, take me next year."

How can Zhou Jiao not love such a caring son?

She raised her arm and patted her son. She said with a smile, "Mom, go back first. Grandma and grandma will accompany you to eat ice cream, OK?"

"I still want to be with mom."

Yes, with mom.

On this day, many of his friends were his parents. He had to accompany his parents after June 1. When the brothers come out, mom and dad will be divided into three parts.

No one knows the safety of careful thinking.

His words made old Mrs. Cheng rare for a long time. So don't think your child is too young to know how to use it.

We are determined to avoid the topic of unhappiness about today's day.

Not everyone can live such a happy June 1. Many places are hard to eat, and what are the children's day?

After going back, send the old lady back home to rest. Zhang Guoqing took out Zhou Jiao's prepared gift in advance, and walked out of the courtyard with his son in his arms to let him contact the real world outside.

There is a place full of angels abandoned by God.

Standing at the door of the welfare home, Zhang Guoqing put down his son and led him into it.

He hoped that his son could understand where the world was going through his big eyes?

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