Another Guest at Xiaoman’s House (1)
After listening to Teacher Tang’s story, Jiang Xiaoman’s mood quickly improved and she decided to continue coming to school the next day.
Teacher Tang told her that it was okay if she had some problems. She could just ask if there was anything she didn’t understand. It was okay to take it slowly step by step, the most important thing is to have a happy learning experience.
Besides Teacher Tang, she also had the system to ask questions to.
In the beginning, the system was very reluctant in helping her learn how to read and refused when Jiang Xiaoman asked it. It was a villain system, not a parenting system! I was very reluctant to do such things.
The system said, “Host, we systems have a very strict division of labor, each with their specific tasks. Our path is the villain growth route, not Beijing University or Tsinghua University.”
When she heard the system’s rejection, Jiang Xiaoman replied in a very understanding manner. “So Mr. System also cannot read this word. It’s okay, everyone has something they’re not good at. Since you don’t understand it either, then I’ll go ask Teacher Tang. He’s so amazing, I’m sure he would know.”
She originally wanted to draw tadpoles in the notebook Teacher Tang gave her, but felt a bit reluctant and finally decided to use it only to write.
But her current handwriting was too ugly and would look no different from drawing a tadpole.
Jiang Xiumei helped her wrap the charcoals in some leaves. She stayed up all night yesterday, sewing Jiang Xiaoman a small makeshift schoolbag using some pieces of rags. Today, Jiang Xiaoman left the house, skipping while carrying the schoolbag.
The weather was very hot, but she insisted on wearing her tiger hat and would not take it off for even a second.
It was still okay early in the morning when the air was a little cold, but the sun would get bigger the closer it is to noon. Wouldn’t it be very hot?
Jiang Xiumei said, “You’ll get heat rash. Don’t wear the hat, take it off.”
Jiang Xiaoman protected her hat and shook her head vigorously, refusing to take it off even if it would cost her life.
The place where her hair had been cut was spiky and still hadn’t grown back yet. It was cut only at the spot where the hair was being tied and looked very ugly as if someone had put a bowl on her head then trimmed her hair around it.
Jiang Xiaoman was very coquettish and loved her hair very much, she did not want to be seen in this uncute state.
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