Chapter 1055

"Ha ha, well, President Jiang."

Chu's father put his mind on Chu Xiangchen.

"Dad, what do you think of my painting?"

"Very good." Chu's father nodded perfunctorily and looked at his watch with his wrist raised. He seemed to be in a bit of a hurry.

It's time to finish class. It's time to evaluate. Chu Xiangchen's father got a call from the company and quickly got up. He told the kindergarten teacher that he was busy with his work, so he would not evaluate his children.

The teacher gave Chu Xiangchen a sympathetic look.

Chu lowered his head to Chen, holding the picture tightly in his hands.

"Dad, you just I didn't have a look at my painting... "

"Can you show me?" Jiangbeiyuan has a gentle smile with an inviting gesture.

Chu Xiangchen saw such a handsome and gentle uncle for the first time. He scratched his head a little embarrassed and handed over the picture he had made.

In front of jiangbeiyuan.

"What a beautiful picture. You're wonderful."

"Dad, why don't you praise me for being great?" Jiang Chunhe doesn't like it. He doesn't like his father praising other people's children.

She is very possessive!

Jiangbeiyuan smiled and touched his daughter's face. "You are also great."

"Is this you?"

Jiangbeiyuan points to the boy on the picture and asks Chu Xiangchen.

Chu nodded shyly, "my father is next to me."

"Why is there a rainbow among dads?"

"Because it's mom."

Chu Xiangchen grins.

"Although I haven't seen my mother, I think my mother must be very beautiful, just like the fairy in the sky. The fairy is hidden in the rainbow, so I drew the rainbow, just like my mother has been with me."

Hearing this, the bottom of jiangbeiyuan's eyes flashed with admiration, and his broad hands caressed Chu Xiangchen's head.

"Your mother will be very happy."

"Why?"

"Because she has such an excellent son as you."

A word makes Chu Xiangchen even more embarrassed.

At the end of the activity, jiangbeiyuan went home with Chunhe Jingming. His car was across the road, so he carried two children.

Jiang Jingming leaned on his father's broad shoulders and his black eyes were puzzled.

"Dad, you seldom praise people."

"What's the matter, I praise other children, you are not happy?"

"No, just suddenly I think Dad is very good."

"Suddenly?"

Jiangbei yuanchangmei a pick.

How bad is he at ordinary times, causing such a sudden illusion to children.

Jiang Jingming shook his head and held jiangbeiyuan's neck.

"Dad, if everyone in the world could be happy, how nice it would be."

"It's hard to achieve."

"I know that not all children have their own loving parents like us."

Jiang Jingming thought of what Lu Zhengyan and her mother said that day.

He asked his mother so imploringly when he could go home.

Does his father want him?

Where is he now?

Are you still happy?

If his new school also held such parent-child activities, who would accompany him to participate.

Jiang Jingming suddenly feels sad.

He doesn't want to lose a friend. If he can make a good apology with himself, he wants to forgive him. Because he is upset with others, he doesn't want to be unhappy all the time.

Jiangbeiyuan didn't know what his son was thinking. He stroked the back of his head.

"San'er, one's strength is insignificant, but if you give more love and warmth to those in need, more and more people in the world will be happy."

"Dad, I know. Dad, I love you."

"I love you, Dad!" The little princess will not show weakness.

Jiangbeiyuan hooked the hook.

Children are sensible and lovely, time is quiet and good, such a life is simply not too good.

…………

Even if Lu Zhengyan has transferred to another school, Jiang Jingming will go to see the little goldfish in the canal every day and feed them.

But

The weather is unpredictable, and the fish are doomed.

This morning, Xiao Jiang san'er went to the canal to see the goldfish, but he found that his little goldfish was still floating on the water.

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Jingming pulled up his sleeve and dived into the water with both hands. He anxiously fished the little goldfish out of the canal.

The little goldfish remained motionless.

Xiaoyan Dead.

Jiang Jingming, holding the little goldfish in his hands, cried sadly.

How can Xiaoyan die?He doesn't want it. He doesn't want it to die.

But let him cry, and Xiaoyan won't survive.

Jiang Jingming is very sad today. After class, he found a vacant lot and buried Xiaoyan. He didn't speak all day.

Zhang Xu talks to him, he just shakes his head or nods. His depression is like a dark cloud above his head. It's raining and nobody can understand it.

Zhang Xu is a little worried. Go to the next class to find jiangqingchi and let him see what jiangjingming is all about.

Jiang Jingming can cover up his emotions to Zhang Xu. In the face of jiangqingchi, he is his brother and his big tree. He wants to rely on him.

"Brother, my little goldfish It's dead, woo. "

"Little goldfish? When did you raise the little goldfish

"Oh, brother, it's dead."

Jiang Jingming rubs his eyes sadly, and tears wet his clenched fist.

Jiangqingchi can't care about when to raise him. He quickly takes his younger brother into his arms and pats him on the shoulder.

"It's OK. We can raise a lot of little goldfish again."

"But Xiaoyan has only one. It's my favorite little goldfish."

"Does it have any eggs? Maybe it has laid a lot of eggs, which are in the water, so that a lot of little goldfish will grow in the next year. "

"My brother is lying to me." Jiang Jingming rubbed his eyes and inhaled.

"I don't have any. I used to raise little frogs. This is what little frogs do. They row a lot of eggs and grow a lot of tadpoles. They are all their children. Even if the little frogs die, their children will have children and their lives will continue."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingming felt a little better, and he let go of jiangqingchi.

Does Xiaoyan really have offspring? He doesn't know

Jiang Qingchi sighed and wiped his tears. "Don't cry. You have to take part in the competition tomorrow. Your eyes are swollen. It won't look good when you are photographed on the TV."

"Well, yes."

Jiang Jingming is going to take part in the "golden ball cup" children's cube competition in Yuncheng tomorrow. He said that he would sign up for it. The winner can win the prize.

Yan Nian, of course, is not trying to get a bonus. He just thinks that saner's character is too boring. He doesn't go out at ordinary times. It's not good to give him a competition to play. It can cultivate his interest in contact with the outside world.

A total of 100 children took part in the competition. Jiang Jingming didn't lose face to the Jiang family. He passed the test all the way and successfully entered the final from the preliminary competition.

At the same time next week, Jiang Jingming will compete with another kid who has entered the finals to decide the final winner.

"Ah, how can my son be so good? He has reached the final all the way."

On the way home from the competition, Yannian holds Jiang Jingming in his arms. He is not close enough.

Jiang Jingming smiles and says it's itchy, but Yannian still kisses him, kisses him, kisses him.

Finally, Jiang san'er embraces Yannian's face and kisses her back.

"Mom, I love you."

"Well, I love you, too."

"Mom!" The jiangqingchi walking beside shouted.

"Why? You want to file a complaint with your father? I love him. What's the matter? "

"Well, you haven't said you love me for a long time."

"Brother, mom loves you the most." Jiang Jingming said in a hurry.

Jiangqingchi's face eased a little.

"Yan Xiaonian, next time there's such a competition, you can sign up for me, and I'll come up with the limelight. I can play magic cube very well."

"I'll sign you up for the competition that matches your age, but this time it's a 3-to-5-year-old. You're all 6-year-old. Save it."

"Hum..."

Please, he is not an old boy!!!

……

Next week's final is coming soon. Before he goes on stage, Yannian arranges his tie for Jiang Jingming.

She is very satisfied with her son's dressing up today. Her black suit, tie knot of the same color and hair are fixed. It's cool with a small face. It's not cute.

"Son, you smile." Yannian pinches Jiang saner's face.

"Mom I really don't like hair and suits. "

"How handsome, isn't it?"

"I don't like the way big people dress."

"You don't like it a lot."

Yannian flicks his head. "I'll win the final. Go, Jiang Jingming."

Jiang Jingming is on the stage.

The opponent's player hasn't come yet.

Jiang Jingming walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, paused, his hands close to his trousers, and bowed to the audience area under the stage.

"How polite the child is." A front row audience laughed.

"Hahaha, thank you. This is my son. I teach him well." You are welcome to speak and read.

The other side a look at this young and fashionable spicy mother, smile more happy, really lovely mother.Xiaojiang Jingming follows the host and sits in his position.

He sat upright, with a strong backbone, like a thin bamboo, and the colorful lights fell on him, making his delicate features more distinct.

The game is about to start.

But the opponent's player hasn't come yet.

The audience looked at each other

Who's the other player? Why doesn't he have a sense of time?

Yannian also raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was only two minutes before the game. Was the other side afraid of losing too badly and running away in the middle?

It's not a joy to win a game because the other side abstains.

"It seems that the other player won't today..."

The host's words have not finished, then from the front door stumbled over a child.

He was panting, his hair was messy, his clothes were not neat, and even his feet were wearing adult slippers. This time, in sharp contrast to the formal Jiang Jingming.

The audience showed their disdain.

Who are the parents? Don't you know it's a formal competition, live broadcast, to dress up your children?

Jiang Jingming saw the person clearly and stood up abruptly, his eyes widened.

"Lu Zhengyan..."

"Jingming, long time no see."

Lu Zhengyan's face is pale and haggard, but he smiles and greets Jingming Jiang.

Jiang Jingming stepped forward and stooped to hold his bent shoulder.

"You don't look very well. Are you ill?"

"I'm fine I just run too fast, too fast. "

"Then why not arrive a little earlier? You always do that. You're reckless. "

"Haha, you are still in the mood to teach me a lesson. I will not lose to you when I finally get to the final position."

"Well, I won't either!"

Jiang Jingming let go of his hand, and his fighting spirit was high. A fierce flame was burning at the bottom of his eyes.

The opponents in front are all weak.

Although he won, he was not very happy.

Now the opponent is Lu Zhengyan, who has won the magic cube countless times before.

"Now that the two players are ready, I declare that the competition will begin. Please recover the cube in front of you within the specified time." At the command of the host.

Jiang Jingming begins to act.

He is attentive and serious. With his small head flying fast, he has two flexible hands flying up and down and moves quickly.

Lu Zhengyan takes a deep look at him. His eyes are very complicated. Jiang Jingming turns the cube seriously and falls into his eyes.

Sorry, Jiang Jingming.

He took a deep breath and began to turn the cube in his hand.

"Player attention, there's a minute left."

The host begins to remind.

Jiang Jingming's face was permeated with sweat.

In fact, he can recover faster, just because the person standing next to him is Lu Zhengyan, which brings him a great sense of pressure. It's hard for the little guy who has always been calm and calm to get nervous and anxious today.

"I'm fine."

In the last 30 seconds, Jiang Jingming took the lead in recovering the magic cube in his hand.

"Good boy!" Yannian stood up excitedly and gave him a thumbs up.

The host took a look at the winner and raised Jiang Jingming's hand with a smile.

"I announce that the winner of this muddy city golden ball cup children's cube competition sponsored by Arden coaching agency is -"

"poof!!!"

The rest of the words were covered by the sound of spitting blood.

Lu Zhengyan is holding the table, but he can't support it any more. His small body falls straight back.

"Lu Zhengyan!!!"

Jiang Jingming pushes away the host, hurries to hold the head on the ground, but sees Lu Zhengyan with his mouth full of blood.

"Lu Zhengyan You How about you, "

" sorry Jingming, can you forgive me

"Mm-hmm!"

Jiang Jingming's tears came down uncontrollably. "I won't be angry with you for a long time. Please don't do anything!"

"It's very kind of you not to be angry."

Lu Zhengyan closed his eyes happily and contentedly.

The scene, which was just busy, is now in a mess.

……

Operating room door.

Jiang Jingming lies on the door. The cold liquid slides down his face and tears two deep traces.

Just three minutes ago, he saw Lu Zhengyan, his good friend, being pushed into the operating room by doctors.

"It's OK, saner. Lu Zhengyan is sure to be OK." Yannian hugged him from behind.

Jiang Jingming turns around, clenches his teeth and hugs Yannian's waist."Mom, Xiaoyan died..."