At 11 o'clock in the evening, the children's parents came to the school to pick up people one after another. Half of them were gone in the dormitory, and about half were left to sleep.

When Zhang sighed, a strange man came in together, about 30 to 40 years old. He was carrying a briefcase and still wore a white long-sleeved shirt and black trousers in the hot day. He had an inflated figure, a round face, and a greasy face. He wiped it with a tissue while walking.

Seeing Zhang Tan, he bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Hello."

Zhang Tan responded: "Hello, are you here to pick up the child?"

"Yes, you too?"

Zhang Ting smiled, and then Teacher Xiao Liu stepped forward and said, "Cheng Cheng is still sleeping. Do you want to sit for a while or take it away now?"

It turned out to be Meng Chengcheng's father! Zhang Tan looked at the other party again in surprise. Meng Chengcheng looked at him like a elf. Although it was impolite to think so, he really didn't see where the two looked like each other.

"When did Chengcheng sleep?" the other party asked.

Teacher Xiao Liu said: "It's half past ten."

"Then wait a little longer and let her sleep for a while."

Teacher Xiao Liu said, "You can sit there for a while."

When Zhang Tan saw the other party walking away, he asked Teacher Xiaoliu: "Is Xiaobai sleeping?"

Teacher Xiao Liu shook his head: "I read picture books on the first floor and don't want to sleep."

That was such a night owl. She didn't sleep when the other children were sleeping.

Zhang Tan did not go downstairs to find Xiaobai immediately, but instead went to Aunt Huang's office.

The door was open and the lights were spread all the way to the corridor. Aunt Huang was wearing glasses and looking at the computer. Zhang Tan knocked on the door, attracting her attention and said, "Aunt Huang, are you still busy?"

When Aunt Huang saw that it was Zhang Tan, she took off her glasses and asked, "You haven't slept yet?"

"Come down and see everyone." Zhang Tan sat down and said.

Aunt Huang looked at the clock hanging on the wall and said, "Now this point is the peak period for parents to pick up their children. It will almost end after 12 o'clock."

She continued: "I heard you have been here to help these days, so you should go to work early and go to work the next day. Unlike us, it doesn't matter if you sleep a little longer tomorrow."

Zhang Ting said with a smile: "It's okay, I just want to know the operation of the school. By the way, I want to see Xiaobai's archives. Do you have it here?"

"File?" Aunt Huang was a little surprised and didn't understand why Zhang Tan looked at this. This was confidential. However, he was the boss and was not within the confidentiality scope.

"Yes, I'll find it."

She got up and walked into the filing cabinet behind the desk, opened the lock with the key, searched for a while, took out a copy, and handed it to Zhang sigh: "This is Xiaobai's."

Zhang Tan took it to his hand, untied the rope from the file bag, and pulled out a document.

Name: Bai Chunhua

Gender: Female

Age: 4 years old

Birthday: December 1st

Origin: Chengdu, Sichuan

Family situation: adopted by uncle Bai Jianping and aunt Ma Lanhua

Address: No. 1035, Huangjia Village, Pujiang City

...

After reading it, Zhang Tan sighed softly and asked, "Where is Xiaobai's parents?"

Aunt Huang expressed her expression a little unbearable and said, "The file is not written, but I talked to her aunt. Xiaobai died when she was a few months old. There was only one grandma in the family. Grandma was old and could not take care of her alone, so she gave it to them to raise her. At the beginning of this year, they came to Pujiang to work, and Xiaobai followed her."

Zhang Tan asked again: "What is her uncle and aunt doing?"

"One of their fellow villagers works as a contractor on the construction site here. Both of them work on the construction site, setting up stalls on the street to sell small things and other things at night." Aunt Huang said, "It's not easy for adults."

Zhang Tan nodded: "Yes, it's not easy."

Aunt Huang asked, "Why did you suddenly want to read Xiaobai's file? What's wrong with her?"

"It's okay, I just think this child is very special. I'll give you the file. If you don't have it, I'll go back first." Zhang Tan reinstalled the file and returned it to Aunt Huang.

"Okay, you can rest early and don't stay up late." Aunt Huang reminded, without asking any more questions.

Zhang sighed out of the office and saw Meng Chengcheng's father leave the school and holding the child in his arms.

"By, beg~~ See you tomorrow~"

A child stood under the eaves to say goodbye to them. Meng Chengcheng's father turned around and smiled and waved his hand. It was both a blessing, but also a warning to her not to pay respects and go back to rest.

What I said goodbye to others was the little white children's shoes that refused to sleep.

Zhang Tan came down the stairs. Xiaobai heard the movement and looked back and his eyes lit up: "Uncle is here, tell me a story."

Last time she told her about the voles Afo, she was thinking about it.

The child Buling ran to find the picture book, and Zhang Tan said to him, "It's time for you to go to bed, aren't you sleepy?"

Xiaobai stood on tiptoe and soon found "Afrost" from the bookshelf. He held it and gave it to Zhang Tan. His little face was black and his eyes were bright: "Xiaobai is not sleepy, uncle, tell a story, I thank you."

Zhang Tan was about to refuse, but found that he had already taken the picture book into his hand!

Forget it, I have answered it, so I will tell you one. The child in front of me looked full of hope, like a puppy.

"Then I'll just pick one to talk about it? Or which one do you want to hear?"

Xiaobai stood on tiptoe, pointed to the picture book he opened, and said, "I want to hear this, this, this, and this..."

Seeing this, Zhang Tan hurriedly said, "Forget it, don't say it anymore, I know you want to hear everything."

"Geese, goose, goose~~" Xiaobai smiled and screamed again.

Zhang Tan asked her to sit down, and at the same time agreed that she would go to bed after listening to a story.

Xiaobai agreed.

At this time, she felt that she agreed to whatever she wanted her to do.

The dogs that eat are the most fierce, but the dogs that eat are the best to talk to before eating.

Zhang Tan decided to test her, pointing to the cover of the picture book, "The Mouse Ah Moe" and asked her: "Do you know what the word?"

Last time Xiaobai said she was illiterate. Zhang Tan didn’t believe it, but after reading her files just now, she learned that she didn’t go to kindergarten!

Maybe, she really hasn't started to read.

"Windmill car Afoerthi, I'm not a native dog." Xiaobai said angrily.

"This is a voles, not a windmill car." Zhang Tan said.

Xiaobai argued: "This is the windmill car."

Zhang Tan thought that it was probably the difference between Sichuan dialect and Mandarin. Forget it, she knew it. It seems that she still knew a few words.

Zhang Tan turned to a page of content, pointed a line of words casually, and continued to ask her, and the test was upgraded.

"Then how do you pronounce this sentence?"

Xiaobai stared at him for a while, smiling without saying a word.

"What? Just laugh but not speak? Do you read these words?"

Xiaobai shook his head.

"Don't you recognize these two words?"

Zhang Tan pointed to the word "Afo".

Xiaobai stared at him very seriously, looked at the words and looked at Zhang Tan. It was hard to understand why she must recognize these two words when she heard his tone?

Shaking his head, but still not knowing him.

Zhang Tan said, "So you were confused just now."

These two words are "Afo".

Zhang Tan judged that Xiaobai Children's Shoes were just confused, and the title of the book is easier to conceal.

"What?!"

Xiaobai was very unhappy when he heard Zhang Tan say that she was confused.

"What are you doing?? You do it again and let me hear it clearly."

It seems like the prelude to get angry, and the next second it may be a bunch of Sichuan dialects.

"It's okay, I'm not talking about you, let's tell the story, voles Afo, that's it, it met a cat..."

Xiaobai was shocked.

"What? It's a fairy-sophisticated person, the windmill car is dead~"

It's okay if a mouse meets a cat.

Zhang Tan: "..."

The windmill car just now gave him a headache, and now he has a fake sophistication. I can’t understand what this thing is at all!
To be continued...