Ye Beibei couldn't laugh or cry when she heard what Xiao Moting said. She thought to herself, Liming Lang, ah Liming Lang, even if you try your best to please Xiao Moting, you still can't do anything to encourage others. "Liming Lang, it's already the next semester, and Mo Ting is delayed."
He won’t be able to attend first grade in half a year.”
"My son doesn't want to go to kindergarten, he just wants to go to first grade." Li Minglang said arrogantly, "So, he just wants to go to first grade."
Ye Beibei's face turned green with anger and said angrily: "Your son still wants to go to the moon!"
"Son, do you want us to go too?" Li Minglang laughed wildly.
"No, I just want to go to first grade." Xiao Moting didn't have any wishful thinking.
Ye Beibei sat there and rolled her eyes. She thought that she really couldn't let Xiao Moting have too much contact with Liming Lang in the future. Liming Lang would be a bad boy if he didn't learn well himself.
Liming Lang also felt that it was almost done at this time. He knew that Ye Beibei's patience was about to reach its limit, so he hurriedly explained with a smile, "Mo Ting only missed half a semester. He also missed the first half of the first grade course when he was in kindergarten."
He has learned a bit, and today the teacher took a special test on him. He is not much worse than the children in school. If he is lacking, I will find two teachers from specialized departments to give him some tutoring, and he should be fine."
"You're talking lightly. Do you know how much pressure this puts on the child? His body has just recovered and he can't bear it..." Ye Beibei was already in a bad mood today. Seeing Li Minglang making such a decision on his own, he became even more angry.
Come everywhere.
"Mom, please stop scolding Dad. It was me who begged Dad to go to first grade!" Xiao Moting saw that Ye Beibei was really angry and hurriedly stood up to speak for Liming Lang.
"You are a child and you are not sensible. He is so old and you are not sensible either!" Ye Beibei vented all his grievances towards Liming Lang like a fire-breathing dragon.
"Okay, it's all my fault. Okay, if you don't want to, I will contact Mo Ting tomorrow to send him to kindergarten when school starts. Why are you so angry?" Ye Beibei just said
Feeling a warmth on her shoulders, Li Minglang freed up a hand and gently shook her shoulders.
Ye Beibei sighed and leaned on the seat. The passenger seat was comfortable and spacious. She just felt exhausted. She fell on the seat and looked out the window motionlessly. This road was the center of the city, and it was still there at night.
So prosperous.
She knew in her heart why she was so angry. She took a deep breath and calmed down her emotions. She knew about Experimental Primary School, the primary school with the highest teaching quality in the city. If she relies on her own ability,
Even with her head on the ground, she couldn't send Xiao Moting to study there. Now, Liming Lang had solved such a big problem for her. She should have thanked him, but she just wanted to get angry at him, and Liming Lang,
Today, he was extremely considerate and patient with her.
"What's wrong? Are you tired?" Liming Lang didn't take away his hand on her shoulder. Looking at Ye Beibei who looked so pale, he instinctively felt pity for her, and couldn't help but reach out and brush the long hair on her shoulder.
He said in a soft voice, "Don't be angry, I will do whatever you want! If you are not happy working here, don't do it."
Ye Beibei was no longer a young girl. She was silent for a while, then turned to Li Ming and smiled brightly, "Thank you so much for caring about Mo Ting." She is just a woman, a very ordinary woman, with many things in her life.
There are many burdens that she cannot bear, so she must learn to compromise and give in.
Her sudden change made Liming Lang a little flattered, and he looked at Ye Beibei and smiled with fear.
"Mo Ting, do you want to go to elementary school?" Ye Beibei stopped looking at Li Minglang and turned to ask Xiao Moting behind him.
Xiao Moting looked at Ye Beibei with some hesitation. The quarrel between Ye Beibei and Liming Lang just now left him frightened. "Mo Ting, tell the truth, mother doesn't blame you!" Ye Beibei reached out and touched Xiao Moting's head lovingly.
"Mom, I want to go to elementary school. The former classmates in our class must be in elementary school now. If I am still in kindergarten, they will laugh at me in the future." Xiao Moting's voice was a little low, with a sad look on his face.
"Mo Ting, as long as you study hard and study hard, we will be a year older." Ye Beibei looked at the obvious scar on Xiao Moting's head, how could he bear to deny the child's wish.
"Okay, I'm going to elementary school. Dad and Mom have promised me to go to the first grade!" Xiao Moting cheered excitedly, his voice suddenly rising a little higher due to his emotional change.
Liming Lang turned his head and smiled at Ye Beibei with a soft smile. He slid his hand down Ye Beibei's shoulder, grabbed her little hand and squeezed it hard. Before Ye Beibei could struggle, he let go.
opened.
Ye Beibei didn't know why, her nose suddenly felt sore, and she was in a daze for a moment. She thought of Jiang Yuezhou's painful eyes again. Having such thoughts at this time seemed like a sin. She quickly looked out the car window, silently.
Spring is coming soon, and City B was not spared from another heavy snowfall. On the weekend, Ye Beibei, who originally wanted to sleep in, woke up to the screams of Xiao Moting outside the door, "Next
It's snowing, it's snowing outside again, I was still sick when it snowed before, and my mother always wouldn't let me go out to play, but now I'm fine, dad, you can take me to play!"
"Mo Ting, please keep your voice down. Today is the weekend. Let mom sleep a little longer. If you want to play in the snow, let's wait for mom to wake up. You tell her..." Li Minglang's voice gradually lowered, and it became obvious that he started to play again.
Teach Xiao Moting how to collude with him to deal with Ye Beibei.
Ye Beibei sat up from the bed and opened the curtains. After the snow, the sky was clear and the sun was very bright. The world outside the window had turned into a vast expanse of white after a night of heavy snow. It was ethereal, clear, quiet and beautiful.
Her mood improved inexplicably. She moved her stiff body, walked into the bathroom to wash up, then changed her clothes and walked into the living room.
"Mom, can we go out and play in the snow together?" Xiao Moting ran over and hugged Ye Beibei's legs, begging softly.
Ye Beibei glanced at the child, then raised her head and glared at Li Minglang on the side. Li Minglang's beautiful peach blossom eyes winked at her, and he spread his hands innocently, "Mom, can you?" Xiao Moting continued to hold Ye Beibei.
Muttering.
"Let uncle take you there. Mom has to take care of her little brother at home!" Ye Beibei really didn't want to travel with Li Minglang and Xiao Moting. She didn't like to be misunderstood as a family of three.
"We can take our little brother with us!" Xiao Moting suggested innocently.