I Brought You Breakfast (2)

Yu Qingshi said that the hole in the door was not that big at first, but Miaomiao got bigger and bigger, so they could only keep on widening it. If Jiang Xiaoman got fat, then she would have to buy a lot of new clothes, right?

Although Jiang Xiaoman was very happy to wear new clothes, her grandma said life was not easy now. She had to learn to endure hardship, so she didn’t want to get new clothes.

The system continued, “Even if you are as fat as Mrs. Flower, your grandma will not think that you are fat.”

“Why?”

“There’s a kind of thinness that makes your grandma think that you’re not fat.”

“Why?”

“You will understand later.”

Ah, okay.

The system was always like this and often said that she would understand many things later. Jiang Xiaoman felt that this might just be an excuse for its ignorance and incompetence. It changed the subject because it couldn’t answer it.

“Grandma, what’s wrong with uncle?” Jiang Xiaoman asked.

Jiang Xiumei was still busy in the kitchen and said offhandedly, “I don’t know. Maybe he drank too much.”

“Ah, ok.”

So it turned out that he was drunk. Jiang Xiaoman understood. When you don’t understand what someone is saying, the problem must be on their side. That is—being drunk.

After all, she was an intelligent child who could always accumulate useful experiences. Tell her one thing, and she can understand three!

Jiang Xing finally completed the procedures for Jiang Xiaoman just before kindergarten was going to start.

He was exhausted, and when he came back, his chin was covered in a stubble again. He was not happy when Jiang Xiaoman told him to shave and deliberately rubbed his stubble on Jiang Xiaoman’s face, causing her to shout out, “Wahh! Wahh!”

“Uncle, what does my future kindergarten look like?”

“It looks perfect, very beautiful,” Jiang Xing said, “Boss Yu knows that you are enrolling, and he specially arranged for Yu Qingshi to be put in the same class as you are. Are you happy?”

Jiang Xiaoman was very happy. She clapped her little hand and shouted, “Happy!!!”

Little friend, Yu Qingshi, must also be pleased, right?

From now on, they would share the same table. They could meet and play together every day!

This was what a good friend was!

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