Wu Yue: "Yes, we need to line up. Let's just stand behind the parents' queue of the small class (1)."
Inside the gates of the kindergarten, the children from the small class were already lined up and ready to go home under the guidance of their class teachers, organized by class.
Song Xiaoran: "Vivi, do you want to go home?"
Xiao Ming Wei: "Yes, I want to see Mommy soon!"
Song Xiaoran: "I don't really want to. My mom just scolds me, saying I'm like a monkey, always making a mess as soon as I get home."
Xiao Ming Wei: "Then why do you make a mess? Mommy has to keep tidying up, and that's very tiring!"
Song Xiaoran: "Don't you make a mess at home?"
Xiao Ming Wei: "I and my big brother and second brother don't touch Mommy and Daddy's things. If I mess up my own things, I will tidy them up slowly."
"Are you that amazing?"
Song Xiaoran's eyes shone with stars.