A ragged cub at the beginning

When flying kites, the children whose parents were with them went to play with their parents. The children whose parents were not with them also brought their own kites. There were still some children without parents, so Tang Xu also drew some kites himself.

But what I never expected was that these kites were snatched away by the children.

"I want the director's painting! I don't want this one! It doesn't look good!"

"Director, I want this too."

"I also want!"

"I also want."

"No! You already have it!" Fang Zijun was the first to refuse.

"There's not enough to go around!" said Zhao Yunniang.

"This is mine!" Du Jiarui hugged his kite.

Qiyue said seriously, "This is a picture my mother drew for me. It's my favorite Monkey King."

While Tang Xu was still thinking about what to do, some children started to cry, and parents hurriedly started to comfort them. As we all know, children's crying is contagious. Soon, there was a chorus of crying.

Tang Xu's eardrums were hurt by the shock. She rubbed her forehead and was thinking about how to comfort her. Tang Ting, who had been standing beside her, suddenly walked towards the girl who was crying the loudest, "I'll give it to you, stop crying."

"I don't want it either." Tang Lele touched his kite and put it back in front of Tang Xu.

Several adopted orphans gave up their kites one after another, and then the children whose mothers worked in the garden also released their kites after being persuaded by their mothers.

Tang Xu had already thought of a solution. She touched Tang Ting's head. She took the big bell that Aunt Feng used to announce the start of dinner and shook it vigorously to attract the children's attention. Then she said loudly: "Okay, children, look here. Thank you for liking my kite. The director is very happy. It's my fault today. I didn't prepare enough kites. So, I decided to hold a competition game!"

Competition? Game? The children closed their crying mouths, wiped away their itchy tears with their sleeves, and looked over.

Tang Xu continued, "Let's have a kite-flying competition! Anyone who wants to get the director's kite can pick a kite they like. Then challenge the owner of the kite. The winner can exchange kites with him, but they have to exchange them back when they leave. Do you agree?"

This idea is actually not fair to the children being challenged, but it is the best solution Tang Xu could think of in a short period of time.

The children lowered their heads and thought for a while. Some of them didn’t understand until their parents explained it to them.

The children’s ideas were simple, and they thought it was fine as long as they could have fun, so everyone agreed.

The children who voluntarily gave up their kites knew that the kites would still belong to them, so they naturally did not disagree and became happy instead.

While the children were choosing, Tang Xu asked, "Xiao Ting, why did you choose to give up the kite?"

"They are all crying. Their parents will definitely embarrass you. I don't want to cause you any trouble. It doesn't matter if I don't play with kites." He replied while stroking his kite, "Besides, I have to give it to you anyway."

Tang Xu read another meaning from his words. It was not that he didn't want it, but because he felt that he had no parents and no one would help him. In addition, he didn't trust himself and felt that as long as the other children cried, his kite would no longer belong to him. It would be better to give up, at least he wouldn't be sad or disappointed.

Tang Xu was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you agree to the game? If you don't agree, you don't have to participate and continue playing with your own kite."

"I agree! I won't lose!" Tang Ting raised his head, with a sense of confidence that came from nowhere.

"Mom, what should I do if I lose?" July had only flown kites a few times, and he always had help from others.

Tang Xu squatted down, "If you lose, lend it to them to play with for a while. If it breaks, bring it to me and I will help you fix it. How about that?"

"Okay." July nodded.

But his worries did not come true, as no child challenged him.

July is a little unhappy. Is the Monkey King not good-looking?

After the kite-flying competition officially started, Tang Xu discovered the benefits of this competition.

The children without their parents received attention from the adults, probably because they felt sorry for them. Most of the parents were very friendly to the challenged children, helping them fly kites and sharing the snacks they brought.

The autumn outing that almost ended in disaster was finally able to go on.

By mid-afternoon, the children who were used to taking a nap were feeling a little lethargic.

Tang Xu announced the end of the autumn outing, and the teachers began to call the roll to make sure every child was there. If a parent came, they would pick him up directly. The teachers checked the list one by one and asked the parents to sign. If they couldn't write, they would just use their fingerprints.

The rest had to walk back. After a day of work, both the children and their teachers were exhausted. When they got back to the kindergarten, the younger ones were staggering and almost falling asleep while standing.

Fortunately, the next day was a day off, so I could rest.

At night, Tang Xu was lying on the bed when he suddenly sat up and said, "In fact, it's okay not to exchange kites! After the competition, I'll write down their names and make them individually. They will definitely agree."

Du Yun thought she was feeling unwell. Tang Xu had already told him about this during dinner. He didn't expect that she was still thinking about it. He immediately said with a smile, "Okay, it's over. You can handle it this way next time. Go to sleep."

Tang Xu frowned, "Next time I will think more carefully, and this won't happen again."

"Isn't there an unexpected surprise? We are not saints, how can we take care of everything?" Du Yun held her and lay down, patting her back and comforting her, "You've been tired all day, go to bed early."

"No need to get up early tomorrow." Tang Xu muttered, and surrounded by the familiar scent, he fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Du Yun stroked the dark circles under her eyes and whispered, "You don't have to get up early and sleep more. You're exhausted. I wonder if I'll feel bad for you?"

But the person who was soundly asleep could no longer hear it.

When he woke up the next day, it was already noon, and the dazzling sunlight shone into the house. Tang Xu sat up in shock and scratched his hair, "I'm late!"

Du Yun felt distressed and amused at the same time, and comforted him softly: "No, no, it's a day off."

"Oh." Tang Xu relaxed upon hearing this, and fell back down softly, asking vaguely, "Why are you still here? Did you oversleep too?"

"Yes, today is a good day to sleep." In fact, he woke up early and had breakfast with his mother and children. Seeing that Tang Xu was not awake, he didn't want to disturb her, so he lay down again. He said this just because he didn't want Tang Xu to be embarrassed.

"July didn't come to wake me up today." Tang Xu hugged Du Yun's waist. The bed was so comfortable that he didn't want to get up at all.

"Maybe he got up late too." Qiyue had come earlier, but was stopped by Du Yun. "Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to bring you food?"

"Well, I'm a little hungry. I'll get up and eat." Tang Xu stretched and got up.