Pei Chuan no longer drove her away, so Bei Yao was extremely happy.
She was carrying a white cloth school bag on her back, which Zhao Zhilan had bought for her yesterday at the market for five yuan. There was a small panda doll hanging from it.
For two lifetimes, Bei Yao had loved this school bag the most, it was almost half of her size, yet she had carried it for a long, long time.
At least in her third grade memories, it was still with her.
Bei Yao lovingly placed it inside her desk, and Teacher Yu began to distribute books.
Teaching preschool was especially difficult because it was a bridge between kindergarten and elementary school, and kindergarten was a messy stage where children mainly play together.
Yu Qian asked, “Which child will help the teacher distribute books?”
A lot of little hands scrambled up, little fatty Chen Hu was even more active to the point of jumping up. Yu Qian smiled and ordered Chen Hu, Li Da, and four other children to distribute books together.
The preschool books were small textbooks with colorful pictures. The brand-new books were heavy in their hands, and children could only get five or six books at a time. Yu Qian was just trying to exercise their enthusiasm, so it was okay to distribute them slowly.
The children who got the new preschool books for the first time couldn’t wait to open the books.
After a while, Chen Hu’s eyes turned. A math book underneath was rolled up at the corners and was covered with a lot of dust. He picked up the book and walked over to the first table in front of the window before throwing it onto Pei Chuan’s desk.
The textbook was slightly dusty, and the rolled-up edges were especially noticeable.
Pei Chuan’s face was expressionless as he brought the dirtiest textbook over to write his name. He held the pencil in the right posture and wrote “Pei Chuan, Preschool Class I” on the first page. When Pei Chuan turned his head, he saw the little girl staring at him.
Her flower buns were half splayed, and she looked a bit goofy and funny, but she didn’t know it. With dangled down ribbons, she sat so close to Pei Chuan that he could easily smell some incredible milky scent. The little one’s eyes were also really clear and bright.
When she saw him looking at her, she gave a bright and lovely smile.
Chen Hu made another trip to deliver the textbooks. He rolled his eyes before giving a brand new and clean textbook to Bei Yao.
Bei Yao said, “Thank you, Chen Hu.”
Chen Hu grunted and went to send the next one out.
Although Chen Hu hated Pei Chuan, he didn’t take offense at Bei Yao. But if Bei Yao still wanted to play with the little dumb, then he wasn’t certain!
Bei Yao flipped through the new book, curiously looking over the contents and nice pictures first, then she neatly wrote her name on it.
Pei Chuan didn’t squint and didn’t care whether the little girl could write her name or not, or what exactly she wrote.
From the beginning of the book distribution, the class became a mess, and the children started chattering. Yu Qian wasn’t in a hurry, she had years of teaching experience and knew how to manage this group of children. She first gave the children time to get to know each other from the front to back tables, and the classroom suddenly became lively.
Bei Yao’s clothes were poked with a pencil head. When she turned back to look, a very thin little girl opened her mouth and said, “My name is Ni Hui. What’s your name?”
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He Will Come Back Before Dawn
RomanceReborn to 1996, Bei Yao became a four-year-old little dumpling, living opposite the world's catastrophic devil who had a crush on her twenty years later. Devil Pei Chuan was now five years old, with disabled legs and inferiority complex. Later they...