After Qing Xiran's back was comfortable leaning against the back of the chair, he said to Nian Wenyue again:

"I came to you here because I wanted to let you do the work of parents. You have always been a smart person. You can choose the conditions as you like, and I agree at your discretion."

Nothing is more effective than dismantling them from within the parents. It's so late. If it weren't for the children and the parents wouldn't be able to afford to worry about the parents who were making trouble outside.

Seeing Nian Wenyue lowering her head and thinking, and posing as if she didn't speak or express her opinion, Qing Xiran underestimated again:

"All adults, you should be more mature in thinking about problems. Some children can get candy when crying with their parents, but some parents know one thing: children cannot be substituted for them. When children cry, they will give candy when they cry. After a long time, no matter what requests they make, they will know that as long as they cry, they will definitely be satisfied. Then their way to solve the problem is to cry, and they will not get what they want through their own efforts."

The meaning of this is that no matter how much the parents outside make a fuss, they will not get what they want from Qing Xiran, so Nian Wenyue no longer has to think about how to convince Qing Xiran, because no matter what he said, they will not be allowed to enter the village today.

Smart people should know how to choose.

Nian Wenyue lowered her head and finally slowly raised it up. He said to Qing Xiran:

"I can do ideological work for parents, but it is impossible to calm them all in a short period of time. I can only dissolve one by one, but I have a condition..."

Qing Xiran, who was sitting in the chair, raised her eyebrows, looked at Nian Wenyue, and waited for him to finish his words.

So Nian Wenyue paused and said:

"I want to live in Jinxian Village."

"Why have to live in Jinxian Village?"

Qing Xiran tilted her body, supported her fingers on her temples with one hand, turned her head to look at Nian Wenyue, and asked calmly, as if she was just asking Nian Wenyue for a reason.

"Because I want my children to enter the future decision-making level of Xiangcheng."

Nian Wenyue expressed this thoroughly. He felt that Qing Xiran was not a fool, so it was better to be more straightforward in front of smart people, because any concealment or lies would appear hypocritical in front of smart people.

This is obvious. If Xiangcheng can continue to develop like this, the children of Qingyiyi's generation will be the helmsman of Xiangcheng. The children who grew up with Qingyiyi's childhood will be the decision-making level of Xiangcheng. Therefore, the quota for Jinxian Village Kindergarten was exchanged for Nian Wenyue to do business for Qing Xiran, and Nian Wenyue made a profit.

"That depends on your children's own fortune."

Unexpectedly, Nian Wenyue would be so straightforward Qing Xiran smiled. She put down her fingers that were stuck on her temples and said to Nian Wenyue:

"The children are still young now. Who knows what will happen in the future? No one can guarantee you. Nian Wenyue, but you are a smart person. I like to talk to smart people, so that you can communicate more effectively. In this way, your whole family lives outside Jinxian Village and give your children a place in Jinxian Village kindergarten. You pick up and drop off your children at the entrance of the village every day to see where your children can go. Apart from that, I can't guarantee anything."

After all, it’s all about children. Qing Yiyi’s friendship and her preferences, Qing Xiran never interferes too much. She never hints or tells Qing Yiyi that you should play with more, and you should not play with more.

What kind of friends should be made and what kind of friends should not be made? In fact, you can distinguish them more clearly than your mother. If you are fun and comfortable, you will play more together. If you are not fun and uncomfortable, you will play less together. The world of children is so simple and low-key.

It was also quite attractive for Nian Wenyue to be able to get a quota for his children in Jinxian Village Kindergarten. He didn't think too much and knew that he had no advantage of negotiating conditions at all, so he agreed and agreed.

In the dark Jinxian Village, a black car entered the village with its headlights. Along the way, there were garrisons in uniforms. Seeing the jeep, they stopped to salute. Xuyou opened the window and slowly drove the car. After saying a few words of encouragement to the garrison on the side of the road, he drove directly towards Qing Xiran's house.

There is a man in her family!

Xuyou slowly stepped up to the car window. He sat in the car, his sharp eyebrows and eyes kept watching Nian Wenyue holding the child and leaving Qing Xiran's house. Then he drove forward and parked at the door of Qing Xiran's yard.

From the garrison camp on the other side of the village to Qing Xiran's home, a new cement road was built, and the road was still flat. However, outside the yard of Qing Xiran's home, there was a piece of gravel, and weeds were growing on the gravel. If you want to park your car very close to Qing Xiran's home, you have to park your car into the gravel open space.

At this time, a RV had already been parked on the gravel. Qing Xiran had cheated him from a RV rental company before.

Qing Xiran, who was sitting at home, was helping Wenjing clean up the table. Seeing Xuyou's car parked directly at the door of her house, she explained to Wenjing, opened the door of the yard, walked out on the gravel, and smiled and raised her sleeves, looking at Xuyou's rear car window.

When Xuyou's car stopped, she looked like an old mother waiting for her daughter to come home from school, in a very ordinary way. She trotted forward, opened the back seat of Xuyou, and asked in a deliberate, cute voice:

"Oh, which girl from the family has come back from roaming outside? Wow, she looks like a little fairy too~~~"

When Xuyou got out of the car, he also smiled when he looked at Qing Xiran. The smile was mixed with some unknown smell. Then he came over and kissed Qing Xiran's face, and asked in that intentionally very cute voice:

"Wow, whose wife is this? She looks like a fairy~~"

Qing Yi was in the car, happily kicking his feet, giggling with his belly, and then yawned. Today, the children were so tired.

When Qing Xiran carried Qing out of the car one by one, she closed her eyes and smelled the reassuring smell of her mother. She found her most comfortable position on her shoulders, muttering,

"Mom, where is my schoolbag?"

Qing Yiyi wanted to find her little bee schoolbag. The schoolbag contained all the original documents of her and her mother, as well as green channel documents entering the safe area, so it cannot be thrown away.

Xuyou took out all the gadgets found in the trunk for his wife and daughter from the south and threw them directly into his own yard. Then he turned around and returned to the passenger seat. He picked up Qing Yiyi's small schoolbag in his hand, handed it to Qing Xiran, and asked with a frown:
Chapter completed!