As soon as Jiang Siming and Reba entered one of the rooms, they smelled the stench of poop.
Jiang Siming looked utterly miserable, but Reba hurried inside to check which child had pooped.
In the end, she found that the smallest little girl was the culprit. Reba quickly picked her up and went to change her diaper.
Jiang Siming, meanwhile, was left in the classroom to look after the other children. Seeing the kids gradually waking up, he felt a massive headache coming on.
He swore that he really did not like children, especially naughty ones!
"Wah! I want my mommy!" one little brat suddenly cried after waking up.
That one cry was all it took to set off several children beside him.
That was how children were. When one person laughed, they laughed along. When one person cried, they easily got carried away and cried too.
And just like that, the detector lit up. Jiang Siming had a splitting headache, but he still had to comfort them.
"Little boys and girls, please stop crying. Uncle is begging you. Uncle will even kneel down for you." Jiang Siming had absolutely no experience with this.
He had long forgotten what little experience he had gained looking after Jiang Wanwan. Besides, children this young could not understand much even if he reasoned with them.
His niece was different. Although she was also young, she was very sensible. And since they were related by blood, they had naturally gotten along well.
But these little brats did not know Jiang Siming at all. When such a tall, grown man came running in, they were completely unfamiliar with him and were frightened at the sight of him.
The crying grew louder and louder, and Jiang Siming's headache grew worse and worse.
"All right, all right,