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"Qin Kai, little friend, are you feeling alright?"
At this moment, the chubby boy didn’t dare to be smart and was very honest:
"No! I’m feeling great!"
Lu Jing finally laughed and then waved at Little Yaoyao:
"Come on, apologize to Qin Kai, little friend."
Little Yaoyao was unwilling:
"Mommy Lu, he’s the one who called me a foreigner first!"
Before Lu Jing had a chance to say anything, the chubby boy spoke up first:
"Blonde hair, blue eyes, if that’s not a foreigner, then what is?"
He wasn’t wrong to say that.
But, clearly, Little Yaoyao didn’t think so.
She had always lived a Chinese lifestyle since she was little, spoke Chinese, and her daddy, mommy, and Mommy Lu were all people of Z country — how could she be a foreigner?
"Pfft, pfft, pfft, you’re the foreigner, your whole family are foreigners, I’m from Z country, I have Z country citizenship!"
The little one knew quite a bit already.
The circle of adults found it amusing.
But Lu Jing had to step in with the two kids:
"Qin Kai, little friend, what Yaoyao just said is correct, she has always been a citizen of Z country, and as for the hair and eyes, those are inherited!"
"Inherited?" The little friend was quite skeptical.
Then he suddenly pointed at Lu Jing:
"But you have black hair and black eyes, aren’t you her mother?"
The world of little kids isn’t that complicated; they simply thought Lu Jing was Little Yaoyao’s biological mother.
At this time, a man who had been silent until now spoke up:
"Qin Kai, why the unnecessary chatter? Why don’t you go run 800 meters first?"
The chubby boy started to tremble, 800 meters was like asking for his life!
Uncle Jiang was indeed Uncle Jiang, the devil!
Jiang Ye stepped forward, grabbed the back of the chubby boy’s collar, and then told the teachers:
"He’s fine. Teachers, why don’t you go ahead with your work."
The three teachers looked towards Lu Jing, and after she nodded, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, both parties’ parents knew each other, so neither pursued the matter.
Otherwise, it would have been a real headache to deal with.
Working in kindergarten, such situations frequently arose. Every time parents got rowdy, they wanted to just curse outright, but unfortunately, they had to bite their tongues and keep sporting forced smiles, saying nice things.
From the office downstairs, all the way to the kindergarten’s main gate,
Little Yaoyao clung to Mommy Lu, insisting on being carried, while the chubby boy followed nimbly behind his Uncle Jiang.
Jiang Ye finally couldn’t resist:
"How about I carry her for you?"
He was primarily concerned for his woman. Although the little girl was young, she also weighed a few dozen pounds.
Plus, just by looking at the woman’s tired face, one could tell she must have stayed up late working the night before.
Little Yaoyao chimed in:
"Hmph, I don’t want bad Uncle to carry me!"
"How am I bad?" he asked.
"You are bad; you were mean to Mommy Lu last time!"
"What if I apologize to your Mommy Lu, would that be okay?"
The little girl paused, seeming to think it over carefully before nodding:
"Of course, you must apologize!" she stated earnestly.
Lu Jing walked briskly, but the man with his long legs easily kept up, sidling up cheekily beside her:
"Lu’er, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped at you, how about you hit me to make up for it?"
Lu Jing stopped in her tracks, annoyed, and barked two words:
Then she turned towards the little girl in her arms:
"And you, shut up too!"
Having said this, she tried to hail a cab.
But was blocked by the man.
"Why the hassle? Can’t you see this big living person right here?
Where are you going? I’ll take you."