Jiang Mixia couldn't put it down when she looked at the thing that Song Jingyun made up.

It's not bad, it has the feeling of ancient version, bamboo weaving, and large pencil case, and it's very suitable for children who have just started their studies and don't know how to clean up their own school supplies.

Jiang Mixia began to think about whether to launch a new product in Zheng Ji.

On the day Song Jingyun officially went to school, the whole family got up early.

Jiang Mixia put on a new outfit for Song Jingyun, and the breakfast made by Liu was also more abundant than usual.

After eating, Song Jingyun helped the house to clean up the dishes and then carried his own small bamboo box, "Madam, I'm going to school."

"Do you want me to give you?" Gimmixia chased after her two steps.

"No, I can do it." Song Jingyun declined.

He also knew that he was already very different from others when he went to school at this age. If his wife asked him to go to school again, he would be even more eye-catching.

What he needs to do in the future is to be a real man, to protect his wife and the entire family, and to try to do things he had not done before.

For example, going to school independently.

"Okay." Seeing that Song Jingyun insisted, Jiang Mixia nodded, "Did you remember all the things I taught you last night?"

Because it was the first time that he had left the company of his family members and went to school independently, Gimmixia spent half a night telling Song Jingyun several rules to follow when going to school.

First, respect the Master and listen to what the Master said most of the time, and do what the Master said, but if what the Master said is outrageous, you don’t have to listen.

Second, be united and friendly with classmates, and you can even take the initiative to do small things that can bring your relationship closer, but be careful not to please me specifically. If others are hostile, you don’t have to greet them with a smile.

The third and most important thing is that if someone is bullied, you don’t have to endure it, especially if someone else beats someone, you will hit him or her if you can’t beat him or her. If you can’t beat him, you must remember to run away...

Because of the limited time and the fear of teaching too much, the little son-in-law would not be able to understand it, so Emixia only taught these three most important points.

As for these three points, Gimmixia has been a friend out of nothing many times, and has cited many various examples so that the little son-in-law can understand it smoothly.

Judging from the appearance of the little son-in-law, it seems that he understands it, but the actual level of understanding depends on the reality.

"Yes." Song Jingyun nodded, "Don't worry, madam, I've recorded it."

"Then I'll leave."

"Okay, be careful on the way, come back early after school..."

Jiang Mixia stood at the door and gave it a little. After Song Jingyun walked away, she returned home and helped Liu feed the chickens in the backyard.

Because it was the first time that the young son-in-law went out to face the world independently, even though he felt that the young son-in-law already had such ability, Emi-xia was still nervous and full of worries.

I even had the urge to go to school to secretly take a look at the situation of the little son-in-law during class.

Jiang Mixia suddenly understood why so many parents were secretly investigating the situation when the first day of kindergarten started school.

She wants to do this now!

In order to divert attention, Gimmixia went to the porcelain kiln after finishing her home miscellaneous work.

Now we have to burn the tea pots for winter tea in the tea garden. Zhao Ji and other stores have also increased orders, and the porcelain kilns have become more and more busy.

Jiang Mixia went to help tracing the drawings, putting colors, and doing some basic work.

While working hard, Jiang Xiaoxing came to the porcelain kiln.

"Sister Xiaoxing is here." Jiang Mixia saw Jiang Xiaoxing and washed her hands.

"Yes." Jiang Xiaoxing pursed her lips and smiled, "There are persimmon cakes in the house. My mother asked each family to share one. I just sent it to my house. I saw you were not here, and I guess you might be here."

Before Jiang Mixia could answer, Zhu Guangtai had already put his head on, "Permacea!"

"Does Aunt Xiao Xing know that I love to eat persimmon cakes, so I specially brought it to me, right?"

"Of course, I know you like to eat persimmon cakes, so I specially brought you a few more." Jiang Xiaoxing pinched Zhu Guangtai's cheek.

Zhu Guangtai has lived here for more than half a year and has grown a lot. The flesh on his face is much more visible to the naked eye. Now he is chubby and chubby.

Obviously, the autumn fat is well covered.

"I just said, Aunt Xiao Xing must be thinking about me." Zhu Guangtaile bloomed and took the persimmon cake to find Jiang Chunyu and the others.

"Remember to leave some for your father," Jiang Xiaoxing reminded him.

"Don't worry, Aunt Xiao Xing." Zhu Guangtai ticked it like a chicken pecking at rice. "I'll take some for my father now, so that he can eat it quickly."

"Go." Jiang Xiaoxing smiled and reminded him again, "Yes, you just happened to ask your father, what rice do you want to eat at noon, steamed noodles or noodles?"

"I'll go now." Zhu Guangtai held a persimmon cake in his mouth and a lot of persimmon cakes, and ran away in a flash.

"Run slowly, don't fall." Gimmixia reminded with a smile.

"Why……"

The sound came from a distance from the porcelain kiln.

This kid has excellent ear skills.

Jiang Mixia and Jiang Xiaoxing looked at each other and smiled.

After working hard in the porcelain kiln for a while, thinking about Song Jingyun's schooling, Jiang Mixia went home first to help Liu make breakfast.

Stewed pork ribs, mixed with cabbage hearts and dried tofu, stir-fried lotus root slices, sour and spicy shredded radish, and the staple food is white rice.

After the ribs were almost stewed, Jiang Mixia looked around at the door to see when Song Jingyun would come back.

But when I waited and saw that the sun was about to rise to the sky, I still didn't see any of Song Jingyun's figure.

Could this little son-in-law be lost on his first day in school?

Or is it because it was the first day I went to school and I was very fond of everything, so I went to play with the children next to me and forgot to go home for dinner?

Jiang Mixia was thinking about it all, and Jiang Laifu from the same village ran over.

Jiang Laifu is a child in the village. He is eight years old this year and is also studying in a private school in Yang Shunde.

"Aunt Xiaoxia." Jiang Laifu ran quickly, and almost couldn't stop when he arrived in front of Jiang Mixia and almost hit the front door.

"Slow down." Gimmixia stopped her, "What happened? She ran so fast."

"My uncle Jing Yun made a mistake in school and was kept by my master. The master asked me to come back and report a letter, saying that the adults in my family would go to take Uncle Jing Yun..." Jiang Laifu gasped, and his words were intermittent.

Gimmixia, “…”

So, this is the first day of school and the parents were called?

Emixia rubbed her temples, "Do you know why you made a mistake?"

Jiang Laifu shook his head, "I'm not very clear, I only know that he and the Master were slapped. The Master slapped him in the palm of his hand and asked him to go to the yard to stand. Uncle Jing Yun disagreed..."
Chapter completed!