Translator: Zayn_
After half a day, no matter how tired they were, no one suggested giving up.
At two oâclock in the afternoon, the childrenâs nap time ended.
The teachers needed to wake the children up one by one.
Usually, no one would take the initiative to call Rui Chen at this time, because he had a bad temper and was still angry when he woke up.
Song Qingyou didnât care about this. She went over and shouted twice. Just as the child was about to fight, she picked him up in time.
âRui Chen and the teacher agreed not to hit people.â
âIf you want to grow up quickly, you have to keep your promise.â
These two sentences made Rui Chen sober up and he resisted the impulse to get angry.
Song Qingyou reminded him to put on his shoes. Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from behind him.
âGuoguo wet the bed again today! So smelly! Teacher will definitely scold her!â
âStay away from her, or weâll wet the bed too!â
âSheâs already five years old and still pees the bed. She must be a bad child.â
âWhy donât you just call her Peepee instead of Guoguo?â
âPeepee, hahahaha!â
The child might not have any ill intentions.
However, at their age, there was no morality to speak of. They would do things and speak based on their instincts.
Therefore, childrenâs words were very hurtful.
Song Qingyou looked back.
In the corner, a little girl with a loose ponytail was standing by the bed. Her hands were tightly clutching a corner of the blanket, obviously at a loss.
The louder the laughter, the lower her head became.
Song Qingyou naturally remembered this little girl called Guoguo.
She was one of the introverted children in the class. When it came to free time, she would read alone.
Rui Chen, who had just woken up, was very impatient and knocked hard on the bed.
âAre you guys annoying? Whatâs so funny?â
As soon as the class bully spoke, the laughing kids quickly quieted down.
Song Qingyou patted the little bullyâs head. âRui Chen is right. Whatâs so funny about this? Hmm?â
âBut Teacher Youzi, Guoguo wet the bed.â
âMommy said that a five-year-old is already a big child. You canât wet the bed anymore!â
âSo Guoguo is a bad child.â
âYes, yes!â
As soon as someone opened his mouth to explain, the others followed suit. Song Qingyou grabbed a pair of spare pants and walked over to Guoguo. âChildren have wet their beds before, so this isnât funny at all.â âGuoguo might have just drunk a lot of water, thatâs why sheâs like this. Does everyone think that drinking a little more water makes her a bad child?â
She hugged the little girlâs back and squatted down to ask, âDoes Guoguo know how to change her pants? Or do you want Teacher to help?â
âIâll change it myself.â
Song Qingyou carried Guoguo to an empty office.
After the little girl changed her pants, she carried her back to the place where she took her afternoon nap.
At this moment, the children were chattering about whether Teacher Song was right or wrong.
Song Qingyou lowered her head and glanced at the little girl called Guoguo.
She still had her head lowered, not used to being stared at by others. Therefore, she couldnât respond in the same way as Rui Chen.
Song Qingyou cleared her throat and said loudly,
âItâs not right to laugh at others. Everyone, apologize to Guoguo, okay?
Otherwise, you wonât be the obedient children in my heart!â
Most of the children liked Song Qingyou very much. Seeing her serious face, they quickly apologized.
âEveryone, remember not to laugh at others!â Song Qingyou struck while the iron was hot.
After saying that, she directed them back to the classroom for class.
She carried Guoguo to the field to talk.
âGuoguo is a very obedient child in the eyes of the teacher. Itâs just that she wet the bed. Itâs really not a big deal.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Qingyouâs gentle voice finally made Guoguo raise her head.
She pursed her lips. âTeacher, Iâm sorry.â
âGuoguo, you donât have to apologizeâ¦â
Song Qingyou only felt that this child was very unconfident and had a sense of inferiority in her bones, so she tried to tell her not to take the bed-wetting matter to heart.
However, such a dry preaching did not have much effect.
She could only record this matter in her lesson plan and wait for the next two days to see the situation.
On the first day after school, the principal really came over with the voting box. In order not to pressure the sensitive child, Song Qingyou had to avoid her.
The final result was 22 votes.
âIt seems that the children like Teacher Song very much.â The director was very happy to see this result.
It was already very good that 22 children liked her on the first day.
After school, the parents came to pick up the children.
As the teacher of the Orchid Class, Song Qingyou still had to watch the children leave safely.
Almost every child would say goodbye to Song Qingyou before they left. Looking at these bright smiling faces and listening to their childish voices, Song Qingyouâs mood was very good.
Rui Chenâs mother came a little late. When she saw her son, she immediately apologized, âIâm sorry, Rui Chen. Mom had something to do today and came a little lateâ¦â
Usually, Rui Chen would lose his temper at this time.
He didnât care how the people around him pointed at him!
But before he could get angry, Song Qingyou patted him on the shoulder. âDid you forget what you promised the teacher?â
âEven if you go home, you canât hit anyone!â
Rui Chen bent his fingers and nodded. Then, he ran to hold his motherâs hand.
Rui Chenâs mother was shocked by her sonâs reaction.
She looked at Song Qingyou in a daze, her eyes reddening. Then she bowed without hesitation.
âThankyou, teacher!â
Some of the parents who were familiar with Rui Chen, who had hit his mother, saw this scene and looked at Song Qingyou differently.
This teacher who claimed to be a superstar was really amazing!
Song Qingyou didnât care about what the others thought. She only whispered to Rui Chenâs mother about her agreement with Rui Chen and told her a little about her experience with raising a child.
Rui Chenâs mother left gratefully.
Guoguo was the only child left in the class.
Because it was the first day of the All-Class Challenge, all the participants had a meal time.
Song Qingyou had already been urged by the production team several times. âGuoguo, 1â11 take you home, okay?â she asked.
âDaddy will come and pick me up,â Guoguo shook her head firmly.
Song Qingyou could only wait with her for a while.
Fortunately, Guoguoâs father was not late. He arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten a few minutes later.
âGuoguo.â
âDaddy!â
Guoguoâs eyes lit up, and she immediately dashed over.
The man at the door looked to be almost fifty years old. Although he was dressed neatly, he could not hide the vicissitudes of life.
He was still limping when he walked, and it was very inconvenient for his legs. Song Qingyou didnât mention the bed-wetting in front of the child, but handed him the note she had prepared beforehand.
A five-year-old child who still wet the bed should be checked to see if it was due to physical reasons.
The man put the note in his pocket and nodded solemnly. âThank you for taking care of my daughter, Ms. Song.â
As soon as the father and daughter left, Song Qingyou couldnât help but ask the school director what was going on with Guoguo.
âYou mean Tang Guoguo?â
âShe seems to have been brought up by a single father. Her family background isnât very good, so Iâve waived a portion of her tuition feesâ¦Itâs just that the parents havenât attended many activities in the past, so we donât know the exact situation.â
âTeacher Song, if you care about these children, why donât you do a few home visits tomorrow? Your work record is very good.â
âIâll go when 1 have time,â Song Qingyou replied..