Let's get remarried,Mrs.Lu

Saturday morning.

Song Ruyi got up at six. When she came back from Chen Jing's house last night, she went to the supermarket to buy some flour, raisins and nuts.

She's going to make some nut cookies for those lovely children today.

April is her birthday. Last weekend, some children prepared cards for her and sent flowers to her. I wish her a happy birthday.

She also promised to make cookies for them this week last week.

Song Wan got another new toy last night. Her little aunt bought it for her. No matter how tempting she was, the little guy refused to go with her.

She said she would take her to a painting class with her little brothers and sisters today, and she wouldn't go home with her.

Song Ruyi likes to make small cakes, egg tarts and biscuits at home, so she has an oven and a full set of equipment for making cakes.

In recent years, Wan Wan's birthday cakes have been made at home by herself and have not been bought in the cake shop.

After baking the cookies, she divided them into cookie boxes. She also tied a bow with colored ribbons, and then took photos and sent them to a circle of friends.

Text: give it to my lovely children. Wan Wan children are doomed to have no luck today (naughty smile).

Xu Zixuan, her partner who started the painting class with her and her good friend in college, immediately replied, "it's so beautiful and capable (red heart eye)."

Song Ruyi smiled back at her.

After loading the cookies, she took a note paper and wrote the names of each child.

After doing this, she casually ate something for breakfast.

She turned two buses to Jingcheng sports park.

The studio jointly run by the two of them was rented from the sports park. In the name of the two, it was named "Ruyi Xuan" studio.

The sound of Xuan tongxuan.

At the time of enrollment, when they hung up their works, some parents took their children to take the initiative to sign up. The main reason is that the children liked their works very much and refused to leave when they stood at the work exhibition.

Parents had no choice, so they signed up for their children.

They are lucky. They plan to run three classes at the weekend. In two weeks, they will be full.

There are twelve children in each class.

Today, a total of 24 children came to class. Song Ruyi prepared 30 boxes of small biscuits in her gift bag. Each child took one box and gave the rest to Xu Zixuan.

There are two classes today.

Nine to eleven in the morning and three to five in the afternoon.

Song Ruyi has a very full schedule today. From 7:00 to 9:00 in the evening, there is a tutor student. She took the college entrance examination this year and wanted to apply for the Academy of fine arts. Someone recommended her. When she applied, the students and her parents left her.

Song Ruyi arrived at the studio. It was already half past eight.

Xu Zixuan also just arrived. They opened the door. Xu Zixuan bought a big bag of strawberries.

The theme of today's painting is to let the children draw strawberries.

At this time, strawberries and cherries are going on sale in large quantities.

"How much is a kilo of strawberries? Wan Wan also likes to eat, and I'll buy some for her tomorrow." Song Ruyi asked. Every time she saw something, the first person she thought of was her family's Wan baby.

"It's not expensive. It's fifteen yuan," said Xu Zixuan. "Don't buy it. I'll buy some more tomorrow. Bring it back and take it back to Wan Wan baby."

"It's not winter. Strawberries are so expensive?" Song Ruyi smacked her tongue. She thought a few dollars would be enough.

Fifteen yuan a catty of strawberries, if you dare to say it's not expensive, maybe Zixuan can say it without economic pressure.

"I'd better wait. I'll buy it when it falls below ten yuan," Song Ruyi said.

Xu Zixuan couldn't help rolling her eyes. "Song Ruyi, do you want to live like this? It's too careful."

Xu Zixuan felt that she was living too extravagantly in front of song Ruyi.

"You'll know when you have a child." Song Ruyi doesn't argue with her. Their identity, position and environment are different. Xu Zixuan doesn't understand how much it costs to raise a child.

What can be saved is naturally to be saved.

Besides, for things that can be bought for a few dollars, why should she give so much more money, but just wait.

It doesn't matter to eat later.

Xu Zixuan said that song Ruyi couldn't convince her to change her mind, so she simply stopped talking.

Everyone has their own way of life, and it can't be said that their own way of life is right, and others' way of life is wrong.

There is no way to judge this.

"These six boxes of biscuits are over in the afternoon. Take them back to eat." Song Ruyi took out the small biscuits prepared for Xu Zixuan.

"Well, thanks." Xu Zixuan held the biscuit box. "It's good to have an appetite. Smell it. It's more fragrant. I really want to eat. What should I do?"

"When the children arrive, you can eat with them." Song Ruyi suggested with a smile.

"OK, and strawberries." Xu Zixuan smiled like a child.

With children, this mentality is naturally young.

"Xuanxuan, after class in the afternoon, I'll go first. The tutor last night, because the student had something at school yesterday, it was changed to this evening. Please deal with the aftermath in the afternoon. I'll deal with the aftermath after class tomorrow morning."

"It doesn't matter. If you don't have time, you can leave early."

"That's not necessary. I can leave at five o'clock." Saturday is not working time. After five o'clock, there is no rush hour.

If she had no time, she would take a taxi.

"You have class at seven. Don't eat dinner?" Xu Zixuan disagreed.

"I'll just buy a sandwich."

"How can that be enough?"

"Only once or twice, not every day. She will have the college entrance examination in two months. At that time, I won't have classes on Friday." Song Ruyi thought it didn't matter.

A day with the children passed very quickly.

Each child gave song Ruyi a sweet kiss when they got the cookies.

One of the children named Wu Yueyue held a small biscuit box, looked at Song Ruyi and said with emotion, "teacher song, you are really capable. If you were my mother, I could eat such delicious biscuits every day."

Song Ruyi smiled and hugged Wu Yueyue. The child is six years old. His parents divorced last year. The child lives with his father. The child's father is a doctor and his work is very busy.

Because the little girl's experience is a little similar to that of her childhood. When she was six years old, her parents divorced. She lived with her mother, and her mother was also a medical worker.

Not a doctor, in the logistics department.

Because of the similar situation, song Ruyi took special care of Wu Yueyue.