He went to school in the kindergarten in the backyard of the community. The teachers here were very average, but it was close to home and easy to pick up and drop off, so he continued to go to school here.
Ding Haiyang picked me up after school.
After all, the school teacher said that children cannot go back alone without parents to pick them up.
But let Ding Haiyang and Bai Xiujuan tell them, the boys are now 6 years old, and they should go to preschool soon, and they should also learn to go to school on their own.
They adults are busy working day in and day out, so they have no time to take care of their children.
After work, Bai Xiujuan cooked and then went out to play cards. If that didn't work, she would watch TV.
Ding Haiyang has a little free time, either playing cards or fishing.
Weiwei didn't take that girl to school before. If it weren't for her precious son now...
Inheriting the good genes of his parents, Ding Hao also has a handsome face and white skin.
Coupled with her usually serious face, she looks particularly cute. The children and teachers in the kindergarten like her very much.
Even though he spoke very little, it didn't stop everyone from gathering around him.
but.
He looked at the little red flower in his hand, and his heart was filled with anticipation.
Today is Friday, and kindergarten is on holiday tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so my aunt will come over tonight!
Leading him towards home, Ding Haiyang was still saying hello to others.
"Old Wu, what time will you set off tomorrow? Don't let others take over our fish mouth."
The middle-aged man who spoke to him shook his head:
"There aren't many fish over there right now. After lunch, we went to Lao Zhou's house to play cards. Are you going?"
Ding Haiyang hesitated for a moment - he lost 800 the night before yesterday, and he felt so distressed.
But how can we turn over the original copy if we don’t go there?
"OK."
Along the way, he didn't notice that not only his son didn't say a word, but also that no one in the community except Old Wu in front of him said hello to him.
Ding Hao was at the stage where he could understand words. At this moment, he silently looked at his father who was holding his arm, pursed his lips, and lowered his head.
When she got home, Bai Xiujuan had already prepared the meal. Now she was serving the meal and said:
"It's time for the eldest sister to come over tonight, but she has to bring the message to Ding Wei. How can anyone treat a son and a daughter like a sister like this?"
"Our only lifeblood is Haohao. She is eating, drinking, and making a lot of money in the imperial capital. She doesn't want to think about what to do with her brother's education."
"I see that other children are now taking some interest classes."
"We, Haohao, are your son, so we can't be any worse than others."
Ding Haiyang said impatiently:
"What's the use of all this?"
"I don't believe how much money Ding Wei can have when she is alone in the imperial capital?"
"Not always."
Bai Xiujuan picked up a pair of chopsticks:
"She looks good, but it's not easy to make money."
"Haohao is still so young. You can check with the eldest sister tonight. If you make money in the imperial capital, bring the money back and we can buy a house for Haohao."
Year after year, house prices are rising too fast.
Ding Haiyang didn't think Ding Wei's stubborn temper was so endearing, and how much money he could make now, he thought about it and shook his head.
"That's not possible. I've only graduated a few years ago. What can I do with just enough money for a down payment? Do we have to pay back the loan? No, no, no."
How can the family have any money now?
Bai Xiujuan has to dress up and play cards.
He also has to buy fishing rods and wear clothes without losing face, and he also has to play cards.
After all these years, I haven’t saved a penny.
"We still have to find a way to get her back. Now I heard that the bride price has been paid."
The couple talked to themselves, but when their son came back he didn't say a word, and they didn't care.
But Haohao often hears these words - they can only talk about it anyway.
but.
I still feel so uncomfortable.
He has known since he was a child that he has a sister.
The milk powder he drinks, the fruits he eats, the toys he buys, the small drawing board and abacus, and the clothes he wears...
They were all sent back by my sister.
But.
He was also extremely aggrieved.
When he grew up, his sister never came back to see him... My aunt said it was because his parents were incompetent.
Haohao thought to himself - so he couldn't let his sister come back because he would feel uncomfortable hearing this.
Then he touched his pocket again and finally felt a little happier.
…
Just after eating, there was a knock on the door.
Auntie still carried the big bag and climbed upstairs.
"Ding Haiyang, as long as you know how to go downstairs to pick me up, you are still a human being."
Ding Haiyang sneered:
"Sister, it was you who took over this matter and asked Weiwei not to come back."
"If that damn girl comes back now, will she still send things like this every week?"
My aunt is now a figure in the entertainment industry. She raised her eyebrows and sneered.
"Oh, you are speaking in human language, I really didn't hear it."
Weiwei sent you something to silence you two!
Waiting for retirement - ha.
She just watched how Ding Haiyang and Bai Xiujuan could live their lives.
As he said that, he directly passed him and placed the big box on the ground. Then he looked at Yuxue's cute Haohao, and his heart melted.
"Haohao, your aunt came to see you, are you happy?"
Haohao rushed forward like a cannonball, with a big smile on his face, and the dimples on his cheeks became even cuter.
Auntie opened the box:
"Come and see, what did my sister give you this week?"
Ding Haiyang was angry and deliberately turned the TV sound loud, while Bai Xiujuan silently packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen.
Neither of the parents noticed that their precious son was smiling now.
Haohao glanced at his parents secretly, used the box to cover his eyes, and finally took out the little red flower from his pocket.
He whispered:
"Auntie, I performed very well this week. The teacher rewarded me with the little red flower. Can you help me give it to my sister?"
Auntie felt sad.
——What a sin.
What a good boy!
How come you have such parents!
She quickly and solemnly accepted the little red flower.
"Okay. Auntie will go to the Imperial Capital for filming in a week. I will hand this little red flower to your sister personally."
The voice was small, as if the two of them were whispering, and Haohao couldn't help but purse his lips and laugh with satisfaction.
The aunt sighed, touched the child's soft hair, and now said:
"Your sister Ruirui has now opened an educational institution. A branch has recently opened, just opposite."
"Haohao, your sister actually likes you very much. She has already registered you and paid the tuition."
"After kindergarten, there will be a dedicated teacher to take you to interest classes every Saturday. Are you willing?"
Haohao nodded repeatedly.
He has wanted to learn painting and become a host for a long time, but his parents have always said they have no money.
But he used his aunt's cell phone to secretly send WeChat messages to tell his sister.
In fact, he listens to it every day and understands it well——
My parents wanted my sister to get the money.
This is wrong.
The teacher in Xiao Yunduo's class in their kindergarten always cries secretly. I heard other children say it's because her family always asks her for money to buy a house for her brother.
Haohao felt very uncomfortable.
Does his sister often cry like this?
Because the family always tries to find excuses to get his sister to spend money to buy things for him.
He stared blankly at the little slippers on his feet.
——Even the sunflower socks in the morning were sent back from the imperial capital by my sister, and my parents didn’t pay a penny.
…
The child's loneliness was so obvious, of course the aunt noticed it.
At this moment, she stared at Ding Haiyang, who seemed not to care about these things, and sneered in her heart:
Wait, then.
Although he is older at the age of three, Haohao is young but has a bright mind. He knows very well who treats him well.
You, Ding Haiyang, want to rely on your children to support you in old age?
