Chapter 3 child

On top of the table, there is a table, and on top of that table, there is another table. Because I had to clean the floor, I stacked three tables together. Anyone who climbed to the top table could touch the beautiful ceiling. The little boy wanted to climb up. She first stood on the small chair by the table, and then climbed from the small chair to the bottom table.Then she climbed onto the middle table again. She raised one leg to the top table, and when she was about to climb up, Mao Mao ran in. Mao Mao had a scary look on his face, and he yelled: "Child, don't climb the table!"

Hearing his yell, Zhizi hurriedly put down the leg that had been lifted up with great difficulty.Climb down layer by layer. Finally, Naruto got out of the little chair and stood on the floor.This time, Mao Mao stepped on the small chair. "What are you doing, Mao Mao! You told me, you are not allowed to do it!" The child went to knock Mao Mao's leg. "Go! Don't make trouble!" Mao Mao climbed to the highest table and sat down cross-legged. "Hey, look how tall I am! I can touch the ceiling!" Mao Mao stood up, licked her second thumb, and wiped it on the ceiling.

"Hee hee, the ceiling is touching my finger, baby, look!" Mao Mao stretched out a finger covered in white powder, and waved it towards the child. "Hey, it's time to touch the fluorescent lights!" Maumau pulls the cord of the fluorescent light. "Oh, the lights are on. How dazzling! Ha, childish, you can't touch it! " "But, I just went up too. It's just that Mao Mao is too cunning..." "Children still can't do it, hahahaha... "This time, I should go. "Boom—da da Da, da—dong—da da, da— "Boom—da da da da da da da, da, da, da, da—

"Hmph, how tall am I? Mrs. Xia Ye and Mrs. Haruno are both younger than me, "Boom—da da da, da—dong—da da da da—" Mao Mao was stamping his feet and fooling around in high spirits, when he suddenly heard: "what!" Teacher Xia Ye yelled, ran over and carried Mao Mao down. At the same moment, the top table and the second table fell to the floor with a frightening noise. "What's the matter? What's the matter?" Everyone was taken aback and ran in to have a look. "Ah, Mao Mao made it!" Mao Mao looked at Zhizi, then at the table that fell on the floor, and then at the ceiling.

Finally, Mao Mao sneaked a look at the teacher, and the teacher was looking at him! "It's Mao Mao, isn't it?" the girls whispered. "Zhizi crawled first, and I climbed!" Mao Mao squinted at Zhizi. "Maomao, are you climbing the table right?" the teacher asked. "But, it was the child who climbed first!" "Maomao, are you climbing the table right?" The teacher asked again. "Yes, that's right, because the child crawled first." "So, if a child is playing on the road, he thinks it's right. Does Mao Mao also want to play on the road?"

"Right, play." "So, if a child throws a stone, he says it's right, will Mao Mao also throw a stone?" "By the way, throw it." "If the child is hit by a car, will Mao Mao also be hit by a car?" "By the way, bump." "Ah——, I see. That is to say, no matter what the child does, you do it! " "That's right, do everything." After Mao Mao finished speaking, he shouted to Guang Zhi: "Come on, let's play war!" He grabbed Guangzhi's hand and ran out. The teacher went to Zhizi's room and borrowed Zhizi's clothes.

"Maomao, come here." "I don't." "come here." "No." "Does Mao Mao have no feet?" "Yes." "Well, come here." As soon as Mao Mao came, the teacher opened the bag. "Ah, it's a child's clothes!" Guangzhi said. "I see! It's for Mao Mao, because Mao Mao does everything like a child." "Ah, it's funny, Mao Mao is going to wear a skirt!" Everyone came running. "I don't, I don't wear clothes like this!" Mao Mao wanted to run away anxiously, but the teacher held his hand.

"If a child wears a skirt, Mao Mao should wear a skirt too!" "I don't!" "But you just said that you can do what a child does." "I will not say anymore." "So, climb the table, right?" "Because the child crawled!" "Then you should still wear the dress." The teacher put childish clothes on Mao Mao's upturned head, put the sleeves on his arms, and fastened the buttons on his back. This is a pink dress with lots of pleats.The collar is trimmed with white lace, and there is a red streamer in the front. "I don't, I don't! Take it off, take it off!"

Mao Mao jumped up and down, and the dress opened up. "Maomao is like dancing ballet." said the girls.Mao Mao tried desperately to open the buttons on his back, but his hands couldn't reach them. "It fits well." The boys laughed. "It's so cute, look in the mirror." The girls laughed too. "Hmph, they're all childish too bad!" Mao Mao yelled, and hit Zhizi on the head with his fist. "It hurts!" The child covered his head and cried out. "It hurts!" Mao Mao also covered her head and cried out. This is because, there is a fist that no one can see, knocking on Mao Mao's head.

"Hahaha...Maomao learns everything from Zhizi!" Everyone laughed. "It's not like learning from her! "Guangzhi, let's go over there and continue playing!" After Mao Mao finished speaking, he took Hiroshi's hand and left. Here, the naive started to play house. "As a mother, I should wear an apron." As the child spoke, he put on his apron. At this time, Mao Mao who was playing over there called out: "What's an apron? I don't want one!" Just as she was talking, she didn't know what was going on, suddenly an apron was tied on Mao Mao's stomach, exactly the same as the one worn by the childish child! "

"There's no need for this thing! Let's play war!" Mao Mao desperately tried to pull off the apron, but she couldn't get it off no matter what. I had no choice but to play war with an apron. "Maomao, why are you wearing an apron?" Hiroshi asked him. "It came here by itself...it doesn't matter if you take it with you." This time, Zhizi carried a doll on his back. At this time, Mao Mao who was playing over there called out: "What are rag dolls? There's no need for them!" Just as he was talking, Mao Mao suddenly had a doll on his back, which was exactly the same as the one on the child's back, and it was also tied with straps. "This stuff, how in the way!" Mao Mao desperately tried to untie the strap, but no matter how hard he pulled, the doll was still on his back.Hiroshi asked him: "Maomao, what are you doing? What is a doll, why are you carrying it on your back!" "The rag doll came here by itself..." "Ah, this is really funny! Such a warrior is a counterfeit. How can this be like playing a war? You'd better go over there and play house!" As Guangzhi said, he looked over at Zhizi and said, "Oh!" "I understand now: it turns out that Mao Mao is still learning to be a child!" "I didn't learn from her!" "Then just look at her: isn't she wearing the same apron as you? Isn't she wearing the same doll as you?" Maomao rushed to Zhizi's place at once: "Hey, child, don't carry a doll on your back!" "No! I will be a mother!" "Don't carry it!" Mao Mao suddenly grabbed Nao Zi's hair. "It hurts!" Childish cry. "It hurts!" Mao Mao also cried with her.Because, a hand that no one can see is pulling his hair desperately, as if trying to pull it out. Maomao is the same as Zhizi, wearing the same apron, carrying the same doll, and even crying in the same way. Zhizi took the doll off his back, and the doll on Maomao's back disappeared too. Zhizi took off the apron on his body, and the apron on Maomao was gone. The child drinks water, and Mao Mao also drinks water.Zhizi had a big somersault, and Mao Mao also had a big somersault.Zhizi hopped and walked, and Mao Mao also hopped and walked. Really, Mao Mao himself doesn't want to do anything anymore, no matter what the child does, he will follow suit. "Maomao is like a little monkey, Always imitate people. Hurry up to the opposite mountain, No point in staying elsewhere. " Everyone sang like this. It's time to go home. "That's all right. Mom can take off this dress! " Mao Mao thought happily, and walked out of the kindergarten in that pink dress. But, no! Mao Mao's legs went to the child's side! "My home is on the opposite side, go that way! go there! "Maomao said. But his legs wouldn't listen to him. "Go there! Go there!" Mao Mao cried. Don't watch him cry, his legs are still walking towards the child's house. "child--!" While wiping tears, Mao Mao called out to the child who was walking in front. "What are you doing?" Zhizi stopped and looked back. "Maomao, why are you crying?" "I, I can't go home... woo-woo-" The kind child took Mao Mao's hand and went back to the teacher. "Teacher, Mao Mao said, he can't go home." Mao Mao looked at the teacher's face, cried and said: "I won't climb the table again." The teacher unbuttoned Mao Mao's pink dress and took off the clothes.Put it in the childish schoolbag and say to her: "Child, thank you!" "goodbye teacher." "Goodbye, don't play on the road." The two children walked outside the gate. "Goodbye, child!" "Goodbye, Mao Mao!" Zhizi walked happily towards Zhizi's home, and Mao Mao walked towards Mao Mao's home. 