Adored by Him: My Blissful Days as the Girl Next Door

Zhao Meimei attended the preschool class affiliated with the nearby Seventh Elementary School for a year. Her lunar birthday is late, and her solar birthday is early, so she can start elementary school this September.

Liu Xiue and Zhao Dazhuang were lying in bed discussing which elementary school Zhao Meimei should attend when they had nothing to do in the evening.

Liu Xiue analyzed with Zhao Dazhuang: "You have to go to work every day, and once Meimei starts elementary school, your times will clash, so you won’t be able to take her. I need to watch over our grocery store at home. I can get up early to take her in the morning, but picking her up in the evening really is when I’m selling goods. To save time, I suggest sending her to the Seventh Elementary School; it’s at least close to home."

Zhao Dazhuang, who studied more than Liu Xiue, and has knowledge, listened to his wife’s shallow analysis and frowned, rebutting: "That’s not acceptable. How can we sacrifice learning for a little time savings?"

Liu Xiue was unconvinced: "How is that sacrificing learning? It’s just elementary school; does it even matter where you go?"

Zhao Dazhuang flipped up from the bed, propped on his elbow, and turned to Liu Xiue: "Of course, it matters! Schools vary in quality, and the teaching resources and educational standards are not the same. Elementary school is crucial! A child’s character and qualities are cultivated from elementary school onwards; I won’t let my daughter lose at the starting line!"

Liu Xiue coldly snorted, thinking Zhao Dazhuang was making a big deal out of nothing: "You won’t let our daughter lose, but once she starts school, you’ll be asking your boss for leave every day to take and pick her up?"

Looking at Liu Xiue’s charming pout, Zhao Dazhuang thought it over. It’s only the end of May, and there’s still time to inquire about schools and enroll next month. Once a good school is registered, any difficulties can be overcome; there’s really no need to worry so early.

Zhao Dazhuang, always optimistic, smiled close to Liu Xiue, whispering: "Wife, are you mad at me again?"

Liu Xiue pushed his head away: "Get away from me! You’re annoying!"