Chapter 113

Chang gruel did not refuse, and interaction with children is also part of their work.

All in all, it's fun

The day passed quickly.

"What's wrong with xiaoconghua? Is it uncomfortable?"

Near the end of school, the kids are sitting in the classroom, packing.

But Chang Cong suddenly found that Xiao Conghua seemed a little listless.

Think of her today seems to run a little more, is not tired to not?

Bent down, touched the head of small scallion, concerned asked.

Xiao Conghua was lying on the table, a little sleepy.

Probably heard the voice of Chang Cong, the whole person sobered up, rubbed his eyes.

"Sister porridge, I'm so sleepy..."

Voice with a strong sense of tiredness, waxy voice, listening to people's hearts soft.

When I heard Xiao Conghua's words, I was relieved that I was sleepy.

It is estimated that today's physical consumption is too much, tired, so I want to sleep.

"Hold on a little longer, school will be over soon, and you can go home to sleep."

Chang Cong patiently comforted, sleeping on this small table is uncomfortable.

Anyway, it's going to be school soon, so let xiaoconghua stick to it for a while, and then go back to sleep.

"All right."

Although still very sleepy, but small scallion or obedient nodded, straight up the body.

Xiaolian doesn't know whether it's because of the pressure on the table or because of sleepiness. She looks red and lovely.

Looking at shallot flower sober some, often porridge straight body, no longer continue to stay, in the class inside around.

Because she had to make sure all the kids were ready.

I will help this child to clean up his clothes and another child to clean up his schoolbag.

There is almost no free time.

Over there, xiaoconghua saw that changcong had left, and her sleepiness suddenly hit her again, and her eyes were a little confused.

With a red face, I feel like I'm drunk

But because of remembering Cong's sister's words, she insisted that she didn't sleep.

Xiao Conghua didn't wake up until she heard the bell after class.

Other children are also active in an instant. There is a cheering of "class is over" floating in the classroom.

Under the leadership of Chang Cong, he went out orderly.

Because xiaoconghua is not fully awake at this time, the whole person is a bit confused, so in order to prevent her from knocking, changcong directly leads her out.

"Why is the little hand so hot?"

The moment I touched the hand of Xiao Cong Hua, I felt something was wrong with Chang Cong.

Is the temperature a little high.

But taking into account the shallot flower just sleepy look, and relieved, it is estimated that because of this, so it will be warmer.

And children's body temperature is higher, so there should be no big problem.

Doubts flashed by, and Chang Cong didn't pay much attention.

There are so many children waiting for it, often porridge can not delay too much time.

Take the children to the door and send them to the parents one by one.

Little guys are clever with often porridge said "porridge teacher" goodbye before leaving, orderly, but also fast.

"Xiaoconghua, let's go home, too."

Here, the one who comes to pick up xiaoconghua is still fenglao.

The old man saw the congee holding xiaoconghua's hand, with a kind smile on his face.

"Hard work, teacher."

Chang Cong chuckled and sent the scallion to Feng Lao.

"Grandfather..."

See familiar people, shallot flower soft called a, quite some powerless appearance.

Old Feng frowned anxiously, "what's the matter, is shallot flower uncomfortable?"

You know, this little guy is always alive after school.

How can I come back to school after the three-day vacation and become so weak.

Is there something wrong?

Thinking of this, the worry on Feng's face became more serious.

And xiaoconghua will just lean on fenglao's body, like to fall asleep.

He had no intention of answering his question.

Often porridge see feng old seems to misunderstand, quickly waved his hand to explain.

"Nothing happened. It's just that xiaoconghua has a lot of activities today. I'm afraid it will be like this when she's tired."

After all, xiaoconghua has been running almost all day, but she has to be tired!

"So it is!"

Hearing Chang's explanation, Feng was relieved.

So it is. He said how this little guy is so abnormal today.

"It's because xiaoconghua is tired of playing."

With a funny smile on his face, Feng pinched xiaoconghua's face.

This little guy usually has fun situations, so Feng didn't think there was anything wrong.

It's just funny in my heart. This little guy seems to have a good time.

"Then I'll take shallot flowers back to rest first."

Looking at the tired appearance of xiaoconghua, fenglao doesn't leave much. It's the right thing to take xiaoconghua back to rest first.

"Well, good."

Chang Cong nodded and agreed.

"Oh, by the way, remember to let shallot flower go back to bubble feet and then rest, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to get up in the morning."

Often porridge porridge or don't trust of exhort a.

"All right."

Fenglao readily agreed to take xiaoconghua to his car.

Chang porridge watched all the children leave, then returned to the office and collected his things.

After saying goodbye to the director, he went home.

On this day, she did a lot of exercise, so she went back to take a good bath, so as not to eat too much tomorrow.

After a comfortable bath, Chang Cong felt that the whole person was refreshed.

Brushing her mobile phone and wiping her hair, I saw a news that surprised her.

"Recently, many children had chickenpox. The hospital said that it could not find out the cause for the time being. It was speculated that it was periodic virus infection. At the initial stage, it was characterized by high fever..."

Often porridge with a worried face.

"It's just a child's disease. How much pain does it have to bring to the child."

She thought about it. She wanted to know if she had ever had it, but she didn't seem to have it in her head.

But although there are some inexplicable scars on my body, there is no trace of chickenpox left, so I should not get it.

Chang Cong shook his head and didn't think too much about it. Anyway, her memory was always incomplete and she was used to it.

I was just about to put down my cell phone and make some food for myself when I called.

"Hello."

As Chang Cong took on the phone, she went to the kitchen. She planned to make some noodles for herself. It was already very hard. She was too lazy to move.

"Porridge teacher? I'm Lu Han's mother."

Lu Han is the little boy who is ill and hospitalized.

"It's you. Is Lu Han better?"

Often porridge think of boys with a fever, do not know better.