Moved to Tears (2)
His teacher also praised him for being smart, but he felt that the teacher praised everyone for being smart. Only fools would believe it.
Jiang Xiaoman was very happy when she heard it and pulled him to ask, “Is it a kindergarten? Is it fun? Is there a slide? Can I learn a lot of words everyday?”
Yu Qingshi gave her a strange look and asked, “Aren’t you going to school?”
Jiang Xiaoman put her small hands on her waist, and said pridefully. “I haven’t officially gone to school yet, but I definitely will in the future. Uncle said that in the future he would let me go to the best kindergarten in the world. I’ll take you there to play.”
Yu Qingshi felt that she was just boasting.
Jiang Xiaoman pulled him again to ask about the kindergarten in intense interest.
He couldn’t bear her pressuring him endlessly. Yu Qingshi who just wanted to stay silent till the end finally said reluctantly. “It’s not that fun, just so-so.”
“What is just so-so like?”
“It’s not fun.”
“Liar.” Jiang Xiaoman retorted. “Teacher Tang said that going to school is a very happy thing. If you didn’t find it fun, that must be because you didn’t finish your homework, or you didn’t listen in class. You’re a bad student who doesn’t study well.”
Yu Qingshi was furious.
She usually dug a hole to keep them, but since her friend would never come again, she decided to share some of them with him.
Even though she also felt very reluctant.
“This is for you.” Jiang Xiaoman said. “In the future, don’t cry anymore. If you come back one day, I will tell you a story.”
“What story?”
“It’s about the Mama Tiger, I promise it would scare you to tears.” Jiang Xiaoman said with a serious face.
Although he didn’t like the tiger hat and didn’t want to take her pebbles, she said every word while crying, making him feel like he had no choice[1].
Eh, no other way then.
Yu Qingshi had to take them with both hands.
Yu Wencheng saw this happening in front of his eyes. Naturally, the two children’s loving scene almost moved him to tears.
It had not been easy, but his son finally had a friend.
“Xiaoman, you can still keep in touch.” Yu Wencheng said.
On his reminder, Jiang Xiaoman remembered that they could still write letters! There was a post office in the village!
Jiang Xiaoman happily exchanged addresses with Yu Wencheng, then reluctantly sent them away.
1. Held by the handle – someone who grasps your handle can make you do anything, no choice but to comply.
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