Principal Chen’s Home (1)

The villagers wanted to ask more questions, but Chen Ping picked up Chen Meng'er and said to the crowd, "We will be leaving first. If we're late, Principal Chen might not be at home." Chen Meng'er did not know how gossipy the villagers were, especially the aunties. 

But Chen Ping knew. Looking at the expressions on the aunties' faces, he knew that they were all excited. Moreover, he knew that if he told them what Principal Chen's family was going to do today, they would not have to wait until tomorrow. By today itself, the entire village would know that they were going to Principal Chen's home. 

Chen Ping was not as big-hearted as other men. He was still quite meticulous. Originally, he had agreed to bring his daughter Chen Meng'er to Principal Chen's home today because he wanted Principal Chen to personally dispel his daughter's unrealistic idea of going to school. 

It wasn't that Chen Ping was unwilling to part with the tuition fees, but both of them felt that Chen Meng'er was too young. At Chen Meng'er's age, what could she do in school? Would she just cause trouble? 

Obviously, Chen Ping and his wife felt that their daughter, Chen Meng'er, was smarter and more obedient than the average child. However, in their hearts. Chen Meng'er was just a 3-year-old child after all. 

And both of them were more rational than the average parents in the village and knew how to protect the little child's young mind. Therefore, they did not say anything excessive to discourage Chen Meng'er's interest. Instead, they wanted to let Principal Chen, a professional, persuade Chen Meng'er. 

Chen Ping did not want to hear the villagers talking about his daughter. Moreover, they were all saying unpleasant things. Therefore, he picked up Chen Meng'er and left the others. 

Chen Meng'er looked at her father, Chen Ping, who was carrying her and fleeing the scene in a panic. She couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. She let herslef hug her father's neck and giggled. 

"Meng'er, why are you laughing so happily?" Chen Ping asked as he carried his daughter, Chen Meng'er, on their way. 

"I'm laughing at Daddy. Daddy was so funny just now." Chen Meng'er bluntly told him who she was laughing at. "The way you ran away was as if there was a big bad wolf chasing after you." 

"Bad girl, who am I doing this for? Ah, you're still laughing at me." Chen Ping heard his daughter Chen Meng'er's words and recalled for a moment. The way he ran away just now was really similar to his daughter's description. His voice unconsciously carried a hint of a smile. 

They were chatting and laughing. Soon, they arrived at Principal Chen's house. 

Speaking of Principal Chen, he had a close relationship with Chen Ping's family. Of course, Chen Ping wouldn't tell this brat, Chen Meng'er about the relationship. Chen Meng'er knew that Principal Chen was related to her father because she had accidentally heard her mother mention it. 

"Meng'er, remember. When you see Principal Chen later, you have to call him grandfather, understand?" Chen Ping was at the entrance of Principal Chen's courtyard. Before he knocked on the door, he lowered his head and instructed his daughter, Chen Meng'er, once again. 

"Daddy, I understand." Chen Meng'er said that she understood. But in her heart, she couldn't help but mutter, "Ah, daddy is really something. I've already said it a few times today. Do I look like a child who doesn't remember anything?" 

Chen Ping didn't think that Chen Meng'er was a child who didn't remember anything. He was just nervous. Principal Chen's prestige in his heart wasn't necessarily lower than his deceased father's. 

"It's good that you know." As he said this, Chen Ping adjusted his emotions. Only then did he muster the courage to raise his hand and knock on Principal Chen's courtyard door.