It's the weekend in a blink of an eye.

After Leilei came to kindergarten today, he moved a small bench to sit at the door of his house and waited for his father to come back.

"This kid actually knows that tomorrow is Saturday?" Grandma Meng said in surprise. Thinking about the fact that her great-grandson had never even understood what it was on the week.

Sometimes when children lack a shot of catalyst when learning.

Now Leilei is in a hurry to go to the countryside to see his mother, but it is catalyzed. Hearing the voice of his grandmother, Leilei turned around and his cheeks bulged to tell his grandmother that he was not that stupid. He had known what a weekend was.

"You know, how do you know?" Grandma Meng asked curious about how her great-grandson learned to separate on what week it was, and she asked.

Leilei told his grandmother that he studied hard in kindergarten and gave a study report to the elderly in a variety of ways: "Teacher Zhu said that on Monday, there will be little red flowers when you come to school. On Tuesday, there will be little red flowers when you study hard. On Wednesday, there will be little red flowers when you play games. On Thursday, there will be little red flowers when you eat well. On Friday, there will be little red flowers when you clean.

The five little fingers are counted. Isn’t this Monday to Friday?

I can only say that the kindergarten teachers are great and have tricks to teach children. Connect the day of the week with the kindergarten activities. What children go to the kindergarten to know when it is the day of the week.

Grandma Meng sighed: "No matter how much you teach your children at home, you can't compare to the teacher." It means that they didn't teach their children before, and it was in vain. If the methods were not appropriate, they wouldn't be able to teach them no matter how much they taught them.

Leilei turned his head back and continued to wait for his father.

It’s Saturday, and my father is going home to take Leilei to the countryside.

After waiting for a week, his little master's eyes had long been looking through Qiushui.

So when Meng Chenhao returned home, he saw his son sitting at the door again as a little door god. He sighed and took his son, Xiao Douding, into the house, and preached: "Will you block the road when you sit at the door block? Do you know? How many times have your father said to you?"

"Don't block the road." Leilei shook his head. As long as someone comes in, his young master will move the small stool to give way to others.

What my son means is that his son just wants to block his father's path.

Meng Chenhao was about to roll his eyes and threw his son aside first.

Leilei immediately stuck to his father's butt like a gummy.

Meng Chenhao had no choice but to be anxious to his son: "Dad's hand is stolen, dad washes his hands and goes to the bathroom, what are you doing with him?"

Leilei took a step back, by the way his little fingers, and watched his father close the bathroom door.

A group of onlookers had long been laughing out loud.

"Look, Leilei, the fourth uncle told you not to be anxious." Meng Chenjun said, "Maybe my elder brother, your father has forgotten about this."

On the one hand, the fourth uncle asked him not to be anxious, but on the other hand, he said that his father forgot to take him to the countryside. Leilei was angry and looked at his little nostrils.

Dad can't forget it. Why? His uncle always mutters his dad to go to the countryside every night.

This week, my wife was not at home, and Meng Chenhao was sleeping in the same bed with her son. His son's little mouth was nagging him every night like Tang Seng chanting scriptures. He felt like he was going to have a nightmare.

All the children are like this. Meng Chenhao dared not think about what would happen if another child came. But now the problem is that his wife has her belly. He is worried that his wife will have more body. So, going down to see her wife is going to have to.
Chapter completed!