5. High Aid: We are equal
High Aid: We are equal.
Adult Kindergarten: 8 warm healing stories, hugging inner children
High Aid is 62 years old this year.
Two years ago, the old companion died, and the only thing he wanted to do was to pick up his grandson at the kindergarten.
On that day, he went on to swing and saw the babysitting at the school entrance. The nanny was hired by the daughter-in-law. How can he not understand that he is in good health and willing to bring his grandson?
I’m not happy with my daughter-in-law. She’s mundane, not very talkative. The old man says it’s good. He’s a real kid. Since he was neither smart nor lively, he should have listened. After the death of his companion, his daughter-in-law had rented a house outside, moved out with his husband ‘ s son and his family, leaving him alone at home. That doesn’t count. The keys to the rental house are all the same. Old Gao couldn’t swallow it. He used his grandson every day to drill with his nanny.
Old Gao is waiting for his grandson. And suddenly he saw a man coming out of the kindergarten, and made his sight shine.
The woman, who was his age, was elegant and clean, smiled and gentle, as if she were a fairy. The old Gao has never been too proud to take care of the babysitting at home, but now he’s asking: “Who is that?”
The nanny had to say, “That’s the headmaster of kindergarten. He’s retired. I’m sorry.
That’s very nice! The old spirit is intoxicated. He’s a widower. He’s tall and well-off. Why don’t you meet Principal Chiang?
Finally, the door to the kindergarten was opened, and old Gaulle hurried in and headed for Principal Chiang.
“I’m Ben Goo-Shim’s grandfather. Hello. Nice to meet you. I’m sorry.
The beautiful headmaster held his hand and said with a warm heart, “You’re the father-in-law. Did Teacher Kang just tell you that? I’m sorry.
What? Say what? Old Gozheng wonders, the teacher led him out. The kid’s a big, cynical bastard. “It’s not a big deal to have a conflict with a child today, but it’s a lot of uncivility. This is not a serious problem, as children of this age can easily do, but more attention should be paid as parents to not giving children the wrong demonstration and guidance. I’m sorry.
Old Gao was still in the joy of knowing beautiful women, but did not expect to suffer so much. How can he be so ashamed of his face when he grabs his grandson’s collar and says, “Who the fuck taught you the dirty words?” I’ll beat you up!
Who knows that the little bastard pointed at old Gao and said to Principal Chiang: “Do you know where I learned it?” I’m sorry.
Old Gao led his grandson and followed the nanny into the house of his daughter-in-law. The head of the family had to follow the nanny in order to enter the door, which made old Gao particularly angry. When his son came home from work and his daughter-in-law had not returned, he stepped in and asked, “Why did you come back first? Where’s Mom? I’m sorry.
“She’s busy. She usually comes back late. I’m sorry.
“What can I do for her? Honey and Grandpa are back. She’s not back yet? That’s what happened last time. Don’t you care about this house? I called her back. I’m sorry.
“Don’t call her. Her work needs to be focused.” I’m sorry.
“Bullshit! The phone has been called. The daughter-in-law answered the phone and was exhausted. “Why don’t you go home? What kind of woman is that? I’m sorry.
“Dad, I have to work late this month. It’s really late. I’m sorry.
Overtime? You look lazy to me! Do you know what his father is doing? He’s washing himself! I’m sorry.
My son came here to rob the phone, full of washing powder, but he couldn’t do it without saying, “Dad, what happened to my washing?” I’m sorry.
“You should be ashamed to hear it! A man with a wife who comes home to wash his own clothes? Do you think anyone else would laugh at you? You know what? How much money can you make when a mother, a child doesn’t care about the family, overtime, overtime? I’m sorry.
The old man was full of anger, but the daughter-in-law remained silent for a long time. And when the old Gao had finished, she lamented: “Dad, a colleague came to me. I hung up first. I’m sorry.
“Hey! “The old Gao grabbed the trigger and watched with shock the helpless son. “I’m not finished. She just hung up? I’m sorry.
“I told you not to call her, she only answered the phone with respect, and if I called her she wouldn’t answer!” I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about? Is your daughter-in-law so mean?” I’m sorry.
“My mother is evil.” I’m sorry.
“Stop it,” his father repulsed him, and said, “Mother teaches you to be different from evil.” I’m sorry.
“I must talk to her. “The old one was so angry, the nanny made dinner, he ate and yelled. Without salty, too raw vegetables, too many chicken legs, too luxurious and wasteful to forget the frugal training, there is no place to pick out the wrongs. My son’s babysitting is always with everyone. Clearly, there was a fragrance, and he moved his chair to the nanny, who was about to miss the table. She was a man of understanding, and she was kind enough to say, “The table is too crowded. I’ll eat in the kitchen. I’m sorry.
The old flag won and whispered, “No rules! I’m sorry.
“Dad, I can hear you. I’m sorry.
Can you hear me? I can’t even talk? I’m sorry.
“Dad, what are you doing? Who are you to choose? I’m sorry.
Are you sure? This stupid son is so useless: “I don’t make sense, I have to say!” It’s my responsibility! I’m sorry.
“Eat your food, it’s time to eat again.” I’m sorry.
After dinner, the daughter-in-law hasn’t returned yet. She came in the door when she was as high as a dolphin.
The daughter-in-law, who had been busy all day, was tired of her feet and softened to see her before she got a tired smile. And the old Gao, despite all that, cried to his daughter-in-law with his watch, “What time is it? What time is it? Do you know that you will return?”
“Dad, just give her a break. I’m sorry.
“Have you stopped? You’re home, you’re washing, you’re bringing the kids. Shouldn’t you rest? Whose life you don’t know? I’m sorry.
“Dad, you’re still here? “It’s late, it’s not safe on the road.” Don’t lose sight of it on the road. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with you? You’re gonna have to make a fool of yourself when you get in the door? What, you want me to fall? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t mean that, Dad. It’s really late. You always rest early. I’m sorry.
“I was late, but you didn’t know! I’m just waiting for you here. I’m just telling you, you’re so unorthodox! A family, a man in heaven and a woman in earth, you must respect your husband, respect your father, and take care of your children. “The daughter-in-law was blocked by him and couldn’t even sit down for a second.” But you have to do your best. Old Gao said, “I heard you didn’t just care about your family, you didn’t even listen to his father calling you.” Do you have a wife like that? I’m sorry.
“Dad, you don’t know anything. Do you know what Mom does? I’m sorry.
“What could it be? I was at the front line of the production line. Since when do I go home like this? I’m sorry.
“Dad, I’m not always like this, you know. Sometimes it’s busy, really no choice. I’m sorry.
“How can you call it no use?” I can’t believe I can’t live without you. I’m sorry.
“Dad, go, I’ll take you home. “The son is already wearing a coat, shoes, coats, hats, under his armpit, and straight out of the door.
“It’s true that after the bath, you have to rest. The son whispers to his daughter-in-law.
Old Gao naturally wants to educate his son on the road. He doesn’t look at anything and doesn’t know how his son is in charge. Who knows if his son is pre-emptive.
“Daddy, don’t pick up any more. Don’t come to our house. It makes no one happy. We visit you regularly, and we keep our distance, and it’s beautiful. I’m sorry.
What is this? Is this a rebellion? “You can’t even support me anymore.” Then consider me a son! I’m sorry.
“Where and where… Dad, with your own pension, I pay you back every month. You’ve hired three aunts enough. The point is, we’re a small family and we’re living a good life. I’m sorry.
“You have to break up with me when you’re a family? I’m not your father anymore! I’ve been through my whole life, I haven’t found a thing, and I’ve taken care of you and your mother. You’re going out on your old dad? I’m sorry.
Having said that, I’m afraid the son is in good hands. Old Gao doesn’t speak, he’s the best deterrent. He waits proudly for his son to be soft, but his son says, “You should have seen a psychiatrist, for all you know is that you’re fucking right. I’m sorry.
What? The old man’s got blood pressure. And his son was there, saying, “There is nothing else we can say. You have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no one, you have no name, you have no name, you have no one, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no one, you have no name, you have no name, you have no one, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no name, you have no one, you have no name, you have no name, you have no one, you have no name, you have no name, and you have no one, and you are I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it for your own good? I’m sorry.
The son said, “Listen to my advice. We don’t know any friends for therapy, but the teacher said that if there are parents who have emotional problems, they can talk to their old principal. The old principal’s name is Chiang, and he has retired, and he plays a role in helping parents to resolve their psychological problems. I’m sorry.
As soon as I heard the word “Change”, the old rage disappeared. He’s so ticklish and somehow comfortable. Talk to the principal? What better than that? “I have to talk!” I’m wrong or you’re wrong! I’m sorry.
Old Gao’s work was always on fire, and the next day he came to the kids’ school first thing in the morning. Chiang’s phone number, and then he called, and he met, and he was so angry. Old Gao doesn’t understand any mental discomfort. He just feels like he’s talking to someone. He went for a walk in the park with two people. But it’s just the same: when I was a little girl, I grew up to take care of my wife and children, and I grew old and my family didn’t care about him. His son, a man and a woman, turned their backs, and his daughter-in-law said two words and threw him out. The “Siang” is also very “sweet and sweet” and hardly speaks, except for two words. “You’re about my age.” It must have been hard to live as a child. I’m sorry.
“Of course, we know it from generation to generation. – There’s nine of us. One mid-Autumn Festival, I remember very well: my father’s unit issued six pork-oil mooncakes. Do you know how nice it is? One for each of the five brothers and sisters, and one for me? There’s Grandpa up there! “The old man remembers the smell of the snorts of childhood, but he has not tasted a cheesy lunar lunar lunar bread, and he has seen it all over his stomach. “I have three brothers and two sisters, and my parents can’t afford to pay so many to study. What can I do? What about me? Being a slave worker gets beat up every day in the factory. Having earned a share, he made a ticket and returned to his home. When there’s meat and eggs, do I have a sip? They’re all brothers and sisters. Why? I have to let them! I’m sorry.
“It’s not fair! “Little Chiang sighs the airway.
“Isn’t it unfair? “The old Gao wonders how she thinks that. Compelling is, of course, the rule.
“If you had another chance to get back to your childhood, would you have let it go? I’m sorry.
Jean! “I am a big brother.” I’m sorry.
“Ha ha,” he made him laugh: “You are as if you were from a little book.” Do you know how we educate children in our kindergarten? We say big kids are the same as kids, and equal. Whoever gets the toy first, he plays, he gets the good stuff first. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t this a mess? – What’s going on? I’m sorry.
“If you’d told you that when you were a kid, you and your brothers and sisters would’ve been robbed! But that’s not true in our kindergarten! Children don’t rob much. What if he sees something good and he plays it? I’ll just wait. I’m sorry.
“This is the result of your lesson! I’m sorry.
“No, it’s the result of equality. Do you know why they don’t rush and rob? Because they have no frustration in their hearts and no anger. I’m sorry.
He thought his son said, “Dad’s been on fire all day.” I’m sorry.
They were walking and they saw a grandma on the side of the road playing with her grandson. The kid had a wooden train and had a good time on the floor.
“Look at that thing. I loved it when I was a kid. He said, “My father cut a train for my little brother with wood, and I looked at it all day long.” But now that we’re all old men, I’m not going to play again. I’m sorry.
“Come on, old man, I’ll take you to a nice place, and the train will play.” I’m sorry.
High aid leads to a strange life. There are young men who don’t work and play at home, as well as young women whose elders have not even raised their heads. But Chiang repeatedly said, “These people are equal, and here they are children. Now that we have this understanding before we meet, old Gao has accepted the argument that we are all equal.
In principal Chiang’s adult kindergarten, there’s nothing for toys and food, which old Gao can’t even think about in childhood. So, whatever the old man wants, wants to play, he can always get. He’s not angry since he can always get it, sometimes before he gets it. He’s old, but he doesn’t have to be humbled. Since he was two years old, his “childhood without anyone” has ended. Once, Gao had a dispute with a “kid” about who played the train. She said that the only rule is equality. Even though he was twenty and thirty years old, he said, “Leave to wait.” So he apologized. The old man thought, “That’s justice!” It’s a good feeling, and he’s feeling like he’s in the middle of something.
As for Chiang, she said, “We can’t meet every day, but she’s always with him” every time she gets upset. It’s getting more and more like he’s not wrong. If such a lady were to accompany us, there would be no more worries. But then again, Gao felt like he wasn’t a charming big brother in front of Chiang.
It’s been a long time since his son’s house was “spoiled.” My daughter-in-law couldn’t hold first and called him.
“Dad, how are you? I haven’t seen you in a long time. I’ll ask you what’s going on! I’m sorry.
Old Gao actually had a happy day. But when the daughter-in-law said so, she thought, “Who knows what medicine is sold in it? The daughter-in-law in his mind is a woman who is not in accordance with the rules or the will. “What? Have you come to see if your husband is dead? I’m sorry.
“Don’t say that. I do care about you. I’ve been so busy the other day, I didn’t even bother to call you. Now that we’re done, we’d like to see you at your place on the weekend. I’m sorry.
He’s upset about it. Isn’t that what she says about your family? But I haven’t seen the kids for a while, old Gao still wants to. On weekends, he bought a lot of good food early in the morning and planned to cook for his grandson. Why don’t you invite Chiang to try it? Think about it like this, he’s invited. “It’s been a long time since I talked to my parents.” I’m sorry.
The reason is strange, but people come after all. Principal Jiang went to kindergarten from time to time, and the children were very close to her, and they jumped on her knees with joy. He was busy in the kitchen while listening to Principal Jiang’s conversation with his son’s daughter-in-law, saying that he was a good child, strong and focused, that he spoke very well, and that he was very happy.
The meal is ready, and it’s different from what the nanny does – as if he killed a salt-soldier, not a salty man.
“Do you usually eat so salty?”
“It tastes so good!”
“We’re too old to be so salty, blood pressure is even worse. If you don’t want to eat or taste, put more garlic on it. I’m sorry.
“Okay, okay! I’ll pay attention next time. I’m sorry.
After dinner, Principal Chiang left. While Gao was playing with his grandson, his son and daughter-in-law were whispering. And when you play with your grandkids, you take care of your toys, “This train can’t play for you, this gun is for you.” My son couldn’t help but ask, “Dad, why is Principal Chiang here today?” I’m sorry.
“I invited someone. I’m sorry.
“How do you know her? Did you really talk to her?”
“You didn’t ask me to talk to Chiang? I’m sorry.
“Yes, we said it. “The son scratches his head, it’s embarrassing.
“Does Principal Chiang come to your house this often? “The daughter-in-law can’t hold her down and can’t come back.”
Lao Gao knew that the children knew that he had a different relationship with Chiang and that he was happy and that he was angry.
“Don’t joke about old dad! I’m sorry.
The face of the daughter-in-law’s daughter-in-law can hardly be said. Son didn’t talk too much, he said, “He’s an educator, a senior intellectual, and he’s not one of us!” Don’t think she’s friendly with you. Don’t let us worry about this.
“No big, no small?” I’m not afraid I’ll beat you up?”
The daughter-in-law sat down and said, “Dad, I’m here today to tell you something. Because of the project, the unit sent me out to S. for a while. My father and I had a deal, the kids followed him, went to school during the day, and aunty could help at night. Me, weekends and holidays will come back as soon as they’re free. I’m sorry.
“Are you crazy?” It’s the perfect time for your father to work. It’s good to be working overtime every day. You don’t want your family, do you? Your mother said you were a good kid. I saw your mother blind! Go ahead, we’ll pretend we don’t have you! I’m sorry.
The son sits and laughs and says, “Can you tell me if there’s a mother?”
And the daughter-in-law said: I am only going to tell you, and I am not going to ask you. I’m leaving next week. I’m sorry.
“You’re too old to say, “You’re really going to leave your kids? Aren’t you afraid someone’s laughing at him? I’m sorry.
“Who’s laughing at me?” Why are you laughing at me? I’m sorry.
The daughter-in-law smiled and touched the child’s head, and said softly to old Gao: “I have spoken to Principal Jiang and asked him if it would have a bad effect if I, as mother, could not accompany the child every day.” Principal Chiang said that it was a role model and a source of strength for children to see their mothers working happily than to tie them to their children. You see, I told you not to eat too salty and you didn’t listen. In this case, consider her professional opinion. I’m sorry.
It was supposed to be fun to cook for the kids, and this time it was so depressing. He kept thinking, “It’s not true.” Thinking of everything that has been done since the daughter-in-law came into the house, and thinking of what is called the “world of the world” has created the idea of the daughter-in-law. And what is the idea of leadership? How can a mother of a child be transferred out of the country? The more he thought about it, the more he suddenly remembered his old companion. The old companion was a salesman at the department store that year, where he had the opportunity to be a sales manager because of his good work and service. Being a sales manager is always busy, and being paid, old Gao does not agree. In that case, he simply quit his job and went back to his husband’s son. Thinking of her ordinary and gentle smile, she’s a bit of bitterness. It’s not like you’re talking about “Mom’s happy work” when you’re talking about senior intellectuals and educators.
The old man was so angry, he went to the “adult kindergarten” the next day to see Principal Jiang, and he fell down. Master Chiang did not see anything, and invited him with a warm invitation: “I have bought a good fish. Would you like to taste it? I will teach you to make delicious and unsaline food.” I’m sorry.
He’s still angry, but honest. After “school” in the afternoon, he came home with his face bandaged. The daughter-in-law did too much, but after all, she’s still the beautiful, elegant and sweet Chiang, and she’s not so angry about what to do with the food. Taste it with another chopstick, and it’s so beautiful that it opens up the old man’s appetite and wants to drink two. Principal Chiang was so happy to hear it. Bring out the wine and two men to change the cup.
“I’ve been married twice and divorced twice. “I can’t believe you’re talking about your personal affairs. Of course old Gao stood up his ears and listened. “How do I get divorced twice for the same reason — I’m busy with my career and I can’t take care of my family. Not a single husband or child in this life. Ko, do you think I deserve this school? I’m sorry.
It wasn’t worth it, but he knew it was wrong. But he drank his wine without saying anything.
“I’m so glad that my mother told me yesterday she was moving to S.C. It’s so nice to be in society now, and a woman who’s a mother can focus on her career. I didn’t know how many white eyes I had in school. “My parents didn’t understand first, and they said they didn’t want me to marry later to become a kindergarten teacher.” The two gentlemen did not understand that I had few days to go home and cook. Nor do the parents understand how I do not want a child at my age. Both of my husbands are capable people, and there’s no pressure to feed a full-time wife. And when my second husband left me, he said to me, “This is how I worked so hard to get my wife back to my family.” But I thought it was weird. Why do women have to return to their families? Why do men have to work hard to make money? I’m sorry.
Old Gao’s little saliva. Isn’t he the same? Because they don’t want to be accompanied by a sales manager, they’re carrying the responsibility of the family. Now that his son’s career is well-being and his daughter-in-law is well-paid, he simply cannot understand. If you ask him what’s wrong, he can’t say it.
“Chang, we grew up as the best men. If you want to eat, if you want to make good things, if you want to make money, you have to make money. Why don’t you just admit it? I’m sorry.
Principal Chiang was so red, she shook her head and said, “Because of inequality.” No one was born to be humbled and no one was born to be obedient. I’m sorry.
The old man listens, he chokes. Ever since he met Principal Jiang and entered the Adult Kindergarten, he has been hanging out with a group of hairy children every day and has gradually accepted that he is equal to them. But how can he not understand the same thing about his daughter-in-law?
The son is supposed to earn money to support his family and go home to his family, and the daughter-in-law is the only one who has promised. Although this relationship is common in the old age, it’s never been in the Adult Kindergarten.
He’s been thinking about it all night and doesn’t know where he’s not turning. He had an idea when it was dawning: let’s have a family meeting, and let’s not be alone.
After all, it’s been a long time since the old man did. He said, “His mother is going to work outside, and you’ll have to work hard.” I’m sorry.
“No hard work, that’s my job.” I’m sorry.
Having taken the child home, his daughter-in-law returned to see Gao, and judging from experience, he must have come to lecture again. I didn’t think it would be a bad day to say that the food is not salty and that after eating, I’ll just sit down and have a family meeting. I’m sorry.
Everyone thought it was weird. I don’t know what old Gao was up to. Even though the nanny and he were in the house, he said, “I didn’t treat you in an equal manner. So today, we’re all equal, big and small. I’m not your father or your grandfather. Speak freely, as you wish.”
And his son heard a bitter face: “Dad, what is this? I’m sorry.
“I’m serious. “I’m an antique. My father taught me that big brother should be polite, that a man should support his family and that a woman should care for her family. When you’re a big brother, I salute your aunts and uncles. When you were a kid, I worked hard to make money. My son nodded his head. “Now that you’re in a mess, I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
My son’s daughter-in-law turned his face aside and thought, “Well, there it is again. I’m sorry.
“But Principal Chiang said. He said, “Well, since we’re all equal, I shouldn’t have let my brother and my sister have a good-bye. Everyone is right!” I’m sorry.
The daughter-in-law listened, but looked up and looked up. He continued: “I want to hear what is in your hearts. The authorities are obsessed with us. I wonder what I was wrong. I’m sorry.
Nobody talks.
Say it. Say it. Say it.
People still don’t talk.
Why don’t you say something? “The old man’s rush to kick his feet.” They don’t seem to believe that he’s trying to talk.
“I’ll start, I’ll start! “I don’t think our family is fair.” He said he was brave enough to look around for four weeks: “For example, Mom and Dad don’t like food, Auntie never does, I don’t like food, I have to eat it!” That’s not fair! I’m sorry.
The nanny was embarrassed to laugh.
“You son of a bitch…” she smiled on her face when she took a child’s ear. I’m sorry.
“Really? That’s great! Don’t eat any more saloons! I’m sorry.
As soon as the kids got mixed up, everyone took it easy. “I think our family is more equal than you.” Our sister, for example, is a nanny, but no one treats her as an outsider. You’ve been here since kindergarten. We can’t handle it without you. We all thank you for making you part of our family. “I know, I know! I’m sorry.
The son continued: “But speaking of you, there is no equality. When I was a kid, you always told me I was a kid and I had to listen to you. But you told me I was a man and I had to be out there. What’s the point of a fight if it hurts? Besides, you always said it’s not easy, it’s not easy, it’s not easy for us, it’s not easy for me. She took care of me, took care of you, and waited for my grandparents to die. If she had not been sick enough, she could not have left at a young age. I remember when Grandma left, and my mom was fine, and she wanted to go on her own trip. You said there was no one to take care of her, and my mom cried herself several times. I saw you and told me not to tell you. I didn’t tell you about my mother. But why didn’t you let my mom go on a trip? I’m sorry.
It was not surprising that the son had brought up the deceased companion, that he had heard her in the past and that there was nothing to make up for. He said, “How can your mother go on a journey without a good old sister?” What if something goes wrong? What if someone cheats? I thought it was safe to stay at home and not let her go. * His old thoughts always do, I work, you listen. * He believed that if the old companion was sitting here now, she would be able to say a few words on an equal footing, and perhaps she would be able to do a lot of work and listen to herself and not to the old companion. I’m sure she’d rather quit her job. Old Gao blinked in his eyes and tried to hold back his tears. “I’m sorry for her. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t mean that, Dad. And his son frowned, and said, “I fear that you will be sad, and if you are sad, I regret to say this.” I’m sorry.
The old Gao looked up at his daughter-in-law and said, “You must have a lot to say about this, right? I’m sorry.
The daughter-in-law looked up for a moment and said, “Yes, Dad. Actually, I wanted to talk to you. You pick up kids every day and I don’t want to go home. It’s not that I don’t want to talk to you, it’s not that I don’t want to go to school, it’s just that I’m always inferior. No one would be comfortable, would they? I’m sorry.
Old Red Old Face. He thought that men and women were different, but he didn’t think that people would think that they were inferior.
The daughter-in-law went on to say, “I like this job very much, and that’s what I’ve worked so hard for.” I’m sorry.
“And if she loses her job, we’ll never make it! “The son has taken the opportunity to intervene. And his daughter-in-law gave him a glance, and said: “I know that you, in addition to wanting me to return to my family, are looking forward to having you a grandchild, but my father has failed you. That’s what I’ve been talking to Dad about. Pregnancy, maternity check-ups, and maternity leave have a lot to do with my job. The competition in the workplace is well understood and technologies are changing. It’s hard for me to take another long vacation. Now that the house is fully revolving, I don’t want to give up any more opportunities. I’m sorry.
The old man listened to it and looked at it. The children noded at the place where they matured, saying they understood what Mom said.
“Isn’t it natural that you all work so hard that you have a child on maternity leave? Can you work for that impact?”
“No, we have a female colleague who has been demoted after having given birth. It’s just what Dad said.
“I don’t know what you’re in, but we’ve all worked well. “You’re a strong woman,” he asks. What do you do? Principal Chiang is an educated man, he understands the job, and he has seen the strong woman. The daughter-in-law, when he knew what he really wanted to know, told him that he had been working on research and development since he had been in office a few years ago, and that he had been looking at, promoting, and growing up. It turns out that she was such a person and that she had been staring at her without washing her clothes and not coming home, and felt that she was really a little narrow.
He said, ‘I do not understand what you say, but I understand that you are so.’ If you want to work, you go! It’s not for men and women to contribute to science! I can help at home. I want to stay with my children and grandchildren. Let’s just keep it that way. Let’s just talk. I’m sorry.
It’s been a big deal for the rest of our lives, and now all of a sudden, all of a sudden, we’re all equal, and we thought we’d be happy to have a family after all. After saying that old Gao had no knowledge, later saying that old Gao had a slow reaction and that he was so angry. In the daytime, he stayed in a “kindergarten for adults” and was pissed off by the children, asking “students” and Principal Jiang to complain. It’s been a long time, and he finally understood what his son said. He said, “Do you like Principal Chiang?” I’m sorry.
He said, “Stop messing around, I don’t deserve her.” I’m sorry.
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Mary: I don’t have to be responsible for someone’s emotions.
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Adult Kindergarten: 8 warm healing stories, hugging inner children
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