CH 11

Monday, a working day.

The first time Si Tian woke up was at seven o’clock in the morning, which was the time she woke up every day for work in her previous life.

Si Tian woke up at 8:30 for the second time, but she did not get up right away. She lay on the bed and played with her mobile phone. Finally, she opened the mobile bank that she downloaded overnight, counted her balance, and immediately beamed with joy.

Rich people are kind to everyone, including the system. They all got a greeting from Si Tian: “Good morning, classmate Xiao Ai.”

System: [Host, I’ve said it many times, my name is Xiao Ai, not Xiao Ai’s classmate.]

[In addition, Host, it dropped the task this morning to send two children to school.]

Si Tian was angry: “Then why didn’t you wake me up?”

Now that she has money, she doesn’t want to die.

Xiao Ai choked speechlessly: [I called, but…]

Xiao Ai recalled the moment when it desperately called the host, but the host was completely asleep. At that time, it almost thought that the host was gone and it would be gone too.

Fortunately, it detected that the vitality of the host has not been reduced. It is simply unable to wake up.

Si Tian also thought of her difficulty getting up. She is the kind of person who wakes up at seven and has to set an alarm clock every five minutes from six. She suddenly smiled awkwardly: “Then, is there any task now?”

Xiao Ai: [Pick them up from school in the afternoon.]

Si Tian: “Okay.”

She stretched her waist, got up, and glanced across the room, and naturally, saw a piece of paper on the floor by the door.

Si Tian walked over curiously, picked it up, and found it was the “Jian Tao1 letter”

The handwriting is immature and a bit ugly. There are still many traces of revisions on it.

It took Si Tian a while to figure it out. Could this be the self-criticism letter she asked Ji Zhile to write?

She did not expect Ji Zhile to actually write it out, even though almost the whole letter is in pinyin.

Si Tian cleared her throat and began to read the self-criticism.

she stumbled a bit at first, after all, she had to read while spelling, and then she went along a bit: “On Saturday morning, I knocked on Mom’s door to wake her up. She didn’t get up and beat me. I don’t think I was wrong (Mom stepped on my frog, she didn’t write a self-criticism letter). I shouldn’t have stood still and kicked Mom’s leg. This is my fault. I wrote a self-criticism book, but Mom didn’t write it and Mom still…”

The words on the back were erased, but after Si Tian’s careful identification, it was confirmed that it said “Mom still doesn’t give me food.”

Si Tian: …

Who taught Ji Zhile to write a self-criticism like this? Instead of reviewing the mistakes he made, he even made up for her mistakes. She was not wrong!

She was a little angry at first, but when she saw the pinyin on the entire page, and the q was written like a tadpole by him, Si Tian smiled immediately. First, she took a photo of this review letter, then put it neatly, and put it in a notebook.

Seeing her actions, Xiao Ai was immediately moved. Although the host had only just traveled through time and the host hadn’t been very cooperative two days ago, the host has changed now. Not only did she take the initiative to ask about the mission, she even collected Ji Zhile’s review letter just now. Not only collect the paper ones but also take pictures as souvenirs.

As a system, Xiao Ai also knows that this is very meaningful and it is a witness of the child’s growth.

[The host is so kind.] Xiao Ai sighed.

Si Tian giggled: “Yes, I also think that when Ji Zhile grows up, I will take out the self-criticism letter and read it in front of him. Hahahaha… to see if he is embarrassed or not.”

Xiao Ai:?

It’s okay, it comforts itself. The host is just too lively and must be loving, otherwise, she won’t take pictures.

“As for the photo, I will show it to Ji Zhile when I go to pick him up later, to see how ugly his handwriting is and let him reflect on it. He actually sorted out his mother’s mistake at such a young age and when he grows up, he will be amazing!”

Si Tian laughed again. It was obvious that she could not wait to pick up the two children in the afternoon.

Xiao Ai:?

It doesn’t matter, at least the host… is still willing to complete the task. Xiao Ai tried very hard to comfort herself.

***

Ji Zhile leaves school at 4:30 p.m. and Ji Ningyi goes to school at 5:00 p.m. The distance between the two children’s schools is about 15 minutes by car.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, Si Tian changed her clothes, put on makeup at home, and got into the car at four o’clock to pick up Ji Zhile first.

She was wearing a dark green skirt that was as long as her calf, a white shirt on her upper body, and her hair was soft and draped. There is also a bit of immortal temperament.

Si Tian was reading Ji Zhile’s review letter. She did not notice it when she first read it, but now he sees that Ji Zhile added a small tail to A, added a small tail to U, and the pinyin letters became English, and there was a wrong pinyin, spelling jiu into jiou.

For a three-and-a-half-year-old child, being able to spell pinyin is already a great thing. But when Si Tian thinks of Ji Zhile’s occasional tugging, she really wants to see his expression knowing that he has so many typos.

It was the rush hour after school and the kindergarten was crowded everywhere. Si Tian found the pick-up point for the small class and there was a circle of parents outside.

Si Tian prepared to wait another two minutes and pick up Ji Zhile when there were fewer people.

Ji Zhile walked in line at the end and was led out of the kindergarten by the teacher with his classmates. Along the way, he pursed his lips and lowered his head, feeling very unhappy.

Walking next to him was Xiao Yuan at the same table. The two were good friends. Xiao Yuan tried to comfort him: “Zhile, don’t be sad, being criticized by the teacher is no big deal.”

But Ji Zhile asked: “Xiao Yuan, do you also think I don’t have a mother?”

Xiao Yuan said: “Your mother never picked you up and I haven’t seen it either.”

Ji Zhile was a little sad: “But I do have a mother. Mom made that lantern for me.”

While talking, they had already followed the teacher to the end of school. The children in the class were picked up one by one and Xiao Yuan’s mother also came, but Xiao Yuan did not leave in a hurry. He stood beside Ji Zhile: “Zhile, didn’t your Grandma come to pick you up today?”

Ji Zhile said, “She’s gone home.”

Xiao Yuan looked at Ji Zhile with some sympathy: “Then who will pick you up today?”

Ji Zhile shook her head: “It may be Grandpa Lu or other aunts, I don’t know.”

“Then I’ll wait with you.”

There are only a few children left who have not been picked up. If he leaves, Ji Zhile can only play by himself. The teacher said that good friends should help each other.

“Xiao Yuan, don’t accompany Ji Zhile, the teacher will take us back to school later.” One of the little girls said this, she said, “We skateboarded at school and my mother came over after playing. ”

“Ji Zhile, you can play with us, not having a mother is not a big deal.” The little girl looked very open-minded.

Ji Zhile frowned and retorted: “I have a mother.”

The rest of the children did not believe it: “Don’t pay attention to Ji Zhile, he even got into a fight with Chen Jingdong today.”

Ji Zhile stubbornly stood where he was, holding the strap of his schoolbag in his hands. The remaining children had gathered to play together. Xiao Yuan’s mother was calling him and Xiao Yuan was about to leave.

Ji Zhile felt sad but suddenly heard a familiar voice.

“Ji Zhile.”

He raised his head suddenly and saw his mother walking towards him, wearing a skirt, with gentle long hair, she looked so beautiful.

Si Tian said, “What are you doing standing there? Come home with me.”

The children playing next to him were also stunned when they saw Si Tian. The little girl who spoke just now ran to Ji Zhile’s side and asked him, “Ji Zhile, is this your sister?”

Coincidentally, Si Tian heard this sentence and the corner of her mouth curled up, smiling brightly: “My little friend, I am Ji Zhile’s mother.”

Who doesn’t like being called sister by children, it’s so cute.

The little girl’s eyes were bright, she took a few sneaky glances at Si Tian, ​​and then quietly said to Ji Zhile: “Ji Zhile, your mother is so beautiful.”

Si Tian smiled, maintaining her beauty in front of the children.

Ji Zhile’s sadness just now dissipated all at once, he straightened his chest, and said modestly: “Yes.”

But in the next second, the little girl complained to Si Tian: “Ji Zhile’s mother, today Ji Zhile quarreled with others in the classroom.”

Si Tian:?

“Ji Zhile even scolded Chen Jingdong to tears.”

Si Tian’s smile turned into a death smile.

Ji Zhile said in a panic: “Don’t talk nonsense, I didn’t scold anyone, the teacher said that we are all wrong.”

The little girl is still complaining: “Ji Zhile didn’t play with us in kindergarten.”

Si Tian looked at Ji Zhile, her eyes revealed that ‘I didn’t know you were so naughty in kindergarten’. Ji Zhile stomped anxiously: “No!”

It just so happened that the teacher bid farewell to the other parents who were picking up their children and turned around to see Si Tian. This was an unfamiliar face, but her facial features were somewhat similar to Ji Zhile’s, so the teacher guessed Si Tian’s identity: “Hello, are you Ji Zhile’s mother?”

The teacher briefly recounted what happened in kindergarten today. When it came to cursing, Ji Zhile lowered his head, the tips of his crimson ears protruding from his curly hair, and he stared at the tips of his shoes without speaking.

Si Tian thought it was funny, but when she heard the reason for the contradiction that the teacher investigated, she felt mixed feelings in her heart.

Ji Zhile held his school bag strap and lowered his head from the beginning to the end until the teacher said: “Ji Zhile is also very obedient in school and the manual homework on weekends is done very well.”

Only then did Ji Zhile say: “That’s what my mother did.”

The teacher smiled: “Ji Zhile got a sticker for being very serious in class today.”

This finally made the kid Ji Zhile raise his head slightly.

When Si Tian took Ji Zhile back to the car, Ji Zhile’s mood was much higher and he was sitting on the back seat with his feet dangling back and forth.

He glanced at Si Tian cautiously. Seeing that Si Tian did not look at him, he finally could not help it and said in a low voice, “I got a sticker today.”

“The teacher also praised me.” Anyway, the last is the praise and the previous ones can be ignored.

Si Tian recovered from her thoughts and said, “Then you are awesome.”

Ji Zhile said something immodest with a very modest expression: “Yes.”

Si Tian stopped talking again.

Ji Zhile felt that today’s mother was a little strange. She took the initiative to pick him up from school and she was so pretty, other children envied him.

Ji Zhile thought it would be fine if her mother kept being weird.

“Ji Zhile.”

Ji Zhile raised his head: “Hmm.”

“So who picked you up from school before?”

Ji Zhile said, “It’s Grandma Fang.”

Thinking of Grandma Fang being chased away by her mother, Ji Zhile pouted his lips. With a forced expression on his face, but his tone was very sure: “No one will pick me up after school, so you have to make up for it.”

Ji Zhile’s haughty tone immediately dissipated Si Tian’s complicated mood. Ji Zhile’s words were really domineering, but he was only three and a half years old.

Ji Zhile said again: “The lanterns you made are very beautiful.”

He straightened his chest and said in a generous tone, “I forgive you.”

Si Tian wanted to laugh even more: “No, why do you forgive me?”

What did she do wrong in the past two days that need Ji Zhile’s forgiveness? The fault is also the fault of the original owner, what does it have to do with her?

Ji Zhile pouted and was too embarrassed to say that he did not have any new clothes, so he could only say, “You hate it.”

Si Tian: …

Well, she originally wanted to be nice to Ji Zhile for a while, but Ji Zhile didn’t want it!

Si Tian took out her phone, clicked on the photo, and put the self-criticism letter’s picture in front of Ji Zhile.

“Look, do you know what this is?”