Child Jiang Jingming adhered to the principle of fairness and justice and explained what happened.
The two parties involved had nothing to do with each other, but Jiang San'er, the middleman, spoke so hard that he broke into a cold sweat, for fear of offending either party.
After hearing what happened, Yan Nian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was so angry that he shot his eldest son in the head.
"Why can't you pamper your sister? Huh?"
"I dote on her! I dote on her very much!"
"Really? Why can't I see it? I bully my sister all day long."
"Classmate Yan Xiaonian! She was obviously the one who bullied me first!"
"Okay, she is wrong, and so are you. Who asked you to eat strawberries without giving them to your sister? Also, respect your mother!"
His eldest son always calls himself by his full name, but Jiang Qingchi doesn't dare to call Jiang Beiyuan by his first name. What does this mean? Or the prestige is not enough.
This made Yan Nian very depressed.
"Slightly~" Jiang Chunhe looked proudly and made a face at Jiang Qingchi.
"Hmph! I'm in bad luck this time!"
Jiang Qingchi stopped crying, but he wanted to find a step for himself, so he waved his hand.
"Forget it, I'm a brother and a man. A man's prime minister's belly can support a boat, but he doesn't have the same knowledge as a woman."
Saying that, I feel a little better.
Yan Nian rubbed his head and said, "You three can make trouble at home. I'll take you out for a walk."
"But mom, you haven't had dinner yet!"
"We'll make dinner when your father comes back."
"makes sense."
Then Yan Nian simply packed up and went out with his three children.
The sidewalk at night is warm and quiet, with shadows of trees on both sides dancing, neon lights passing by, thousands of houses brightly lit, and there are many stars tonight, with the moon hanging high in the sky.
Passing by a musical instrument museum, Yan Nian took the three children in.
This was Yan Nian's first visit to a musical instrument store. She had long had the idea of letting her three children learn musical instruments.
As for what they learn, it’s up to them to like it. Of course, if they don’t want to learn, she won’t force them to do things they don’t like.
"San'er, Dachi, what musical instrument do you like?"
Yan Nian asked, holding Jiang Chunhe in his arms.
Before his elder brother could speak to his younger brother, Jiang Chunhe pointed at the guzheng and made babbling sounds.
Yan Nian smiled and said, "Chun'er, this is the guzheng, do you like it?"
Jiang Chunhe nodded.
Yan Nian asked Jiang Qingchi and Jiang Jingming what they liked again.
Jiang Qingchi was not interested in musical instruments, but when he saw the saxophone, he thought it was cool and interesting, so he asked what it was.
Yan Nian thought he liked it, so he hurriedly explained: "It's not bad, he's quite discerning. This is a saxophone."
"Oh, mom, isn't it cool to play this?"
"Of course, hanging this around your neck would be cool and dickish!"
"Then with this, will many girls like me?"
Forehead…
He held his forehead while thinking, and was speechless for a moment.
"Son, we don't learn musical instruments to impress girls!"
"Well, it's pointless if you can't ask for your wife's musical instrument."
"..." Yan Nian finally understood why this kid didn't like studying.
In his eyes, learning is as useless as playing a musical instrument. You can't get a wife if you learn it anyway, is that what you mean
"Mother-"
Jiang Saner also pointed to a musical instrument.
Yan Nian looked over abruptly, and the corner of his mouth almost flew away.
"My third son, do you... like this?"
San'er nodded sincerely.
Yan Nian moved his eyebrows, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to start.
It’s not that she was discriminating against the erhu, but when she thought about Jiang Jingming sitting on a pony, wearing sunglasses and imitating A Bing on a dark and windy night, the scene was unbearable. See.
"Mom, what is this called?"
"I know, this is Erhu!" Jiang Qingchi raised his face proudly, as if he was quick to praise me, and quick to praise me.
"Yes, this is Erhu. Do you really like San'er?" Yan Nian was confused.
"I like it, I like it very much!"
"Why do you like it?" Yan Nian didn't know why.
"Because... it's tall, long, and looks like a giraffe. It's very cute."
cute? ?
What kind of answer is this
Yan Nian put Jiang Chunhe down first, then leaned over and picked up Jiang Jingming.
Sighed.
"San'er, isn't the drum set awesome? Isn't the guitar cool? Or, like your brother, it would be great to choose the saxophone. It's cool for boys to play this, and many little girls like it."
"But mom just said that learning a musical instrument is not just to impress girls."
Yan Nian: "..."
Is this called shooting oneself in the foot
"Jiang Jingming!"
A clear and crisp male voice suddenly sounded behind him.
It's Lu Zhengyan.
Lu Zhengyan let go of the woman holding his hand, ran towards Jiang Jingming with a smile, and gave him a brotherly hug.
Jiang Jingming also hugged him. The two brothers were very close. Jiang Jingming quickly introduced him to Yan Nian:
"Mom, this is my good friend from kindergarten. His name is Lu Zhengyan."
"Wow, that's great, our third son's friend is very handsome."
Yan Nian touched Lu Zhengyan's face. The little boy raised his little face and called Aunt Yan Nian "hello" obediently.
"Zhengyan, it's time for us to go back."
A woman not far away came over. She had her hair coiled up on top of her head. She looked about 40 years old. She was dressed in black and wore an jade bracelet on her right wrist. Her bones were very thin, so thin that she could be blown away by the wind. gone.
Yan Nian greeted her, and the other party's face looked a little haggard. She nodded and lowered her eyes, and gave Yan Nian a polite and distant smile.
"Child Zhengyan came home today and told me that he made new friends in kindergarten. He was very happy."
"At a child's age, it's good to make more friends."
"Well, if there's nothing else, let's go first." The woman said, coughing several times.
Lu Zhengyan raised his little hand to pat his mother's back, but he couldn't reach it.
"Are you okay?" Yan Nian also noticed that her face didn't look good, it was quite pale.
"I do not… "
"Nian Nian."
Before the woman could finish her words, she was muffled by the clear voice behind her.
Yan Nian hurriedly waved to Jiangbeiyuan, who was also looking at her, with a gentle smile flowing in his dark eyes.
The woman didn't know Yan Nian, but she seemed to know Jiang Beiyuan, and looked at Yan Nian in surprise.
"Could this be Mrs. Jiang?"
Jiang Beiyuan glanced at the other party, raised the corners of his lips, and bowed with a gentlemanly salute, "Mrs. Shen, I have long admired you."
"I really didn't expect that this is Mr. Jiang's wife and children."
A strange light flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she took Lu Zhengyan's hand and urged him to call Jiang Beiyuan uncle.
"Uncle..." Lu Zhengyan carefully looked at his mother's expression.
"This way I won't disturb the elegance of Mr. Jiang's family. I'll take the children back first."
"My driver is at the door, let him take you two back."
"Don't bother Mr. Jiang, we can just walk back."
"The Shen family's old house is more than a hundred miles away from here. It would be too tiring to walk." Jiang Beiyuan said.
"To be honest with Mr. Jiang, I have moved out and no longer live there."
"That's it." Jiang Beiyuan said nothing more.
After the two people left, Yan Nian looked at Jiangbeiyuan and asked him what was going on.
Jiang Beiyuan leaned over and scratched the tip of her nose, "What's going on?"
"Do you know them?"
"We have some friendship with the Shen family."
"oh oh."
Yan Nian didn't ask any more questions.
Jiang Beiyuan picked up his daughter on the ground with one hand, then took Yan Nian's hand and asked Jiang Qingchi to hold his younger brother's hand. The family of five went home.
… …
"Jiang Qingchi!"
The next day, the children went to school and met Xu Anqing's daughter, Cheng Huan, on the way.
Jiang Qingchi grabbed the schoolbag straps on both sides of his shoulders and snorted, "What can I do for you?"
"What's wrong with you? Why are you so cold to me?"
"Am I cold? When you said I was fat, weren't you cold?"
Jiang Qingchi explained it very well. Yesterday you were indifferent to me, but today I am too high for you. This truth!
Cheng Huan smiled and spread his hands casually, "You are really stingy."
"San'er, Chun'er, let's go."
Jiang Qingchi took his younger brothers and sisters and strode forward.
Cheng Huan trotted to catch up with him.
"Okay, don't be so stingy, I still like you in my heart."
"..." Jiang Qingchi liked to hear good words, and his expression softened a bit.
Cheng Huan held his shoulders, kissed him on the face, and wanted to kiss him on the mouth, but was pushed away by Jiang Qingchi.
"My dad said that I can't kiss a girl until I'm 18."
"Forget it, you are such a stingy person!"
Cheng Huan vomited and ran forward happily.
"What a nuisance." Jiang Chunhe glared fiercely in Cheng Huan's direction.
The little girl doesn't like Cheng Huan!
How could she kiss her brother so casually? She also called her brother a stingy one, but she was obviously the one who was annoying, right
"Brother, please ignore her!"
Jiang Chunhe patted Jiang Qingchi's shoulder, then wiped Jiang Qingchi's face that had just been kissed, and put his own kiss on it.
The men in her Jiang Chunhe are all hers and hers alone!
She can only kiss her, hold her, scold her and act like a spoiled child, but no one else can. This will make the little girl unhappy and feel like her belongings have been violated by others.
Jiang San'er raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Brother's first kiss is already gone, isn't it?"
"Who said that? I've never been kissed by anyone." Jiang Qingchi walked with his head held high in an arrogant manner.
"But my mother said that when my brother was three years old, he was kissed by a little sister on the bus."
"you!!!"
Jiang Qingchi stamped his feet in anger.
This is unexpected, unexpected, unexpected!
"Don't tell me about her, she's a robber!"
It was because of that robber that his first kiss was lost.
He was about to forget this fact, but today Jiang Jingming mentioned it again. How could Jiang Qingchi not be angry.
Jiang San'er patted her mouth obediently and lowered her head.
"I'm sorry, brother, I will never say it again."
"That's pretty much it. Let's go, let's go to school!"
"Uh-huh!"
… …
"Jiang Jingming, good morning!"
"Lu Zhengyan, good morning!"
Jiang Jingming has a very passive personality, so Lu Zhengyan takes the initiative to greet him every time. Only Lu Zhengyan says "good morning" to Jiang Jingming every day.
So in Jiang Jingming's heart, Lu Zhengyan is already his best friend!
In fact, Zhang Xu, who is in the same group, also wants to be friends with Jiang Jingming, because after being in contact with him for a while, he found that Jiang Jingming is very smart and kind, and he will help his classmates with drawings or homework.
If you become friends with such a person, won’t you not have to worry about homework in the future
"Jing Ming, the next class is physical education. The teacher said that we have to play football in pairs. Who do you want to play with?" Lu Zhengyan asked nervously.
"Of course I'll be with you."
Jiang Jingming said without thinking.
"Would you like to team up with me?"
"I'm very honored!" Lu Zhengyan laughed happily.
"Hey, Jiang Jingming, do you want to join my team?" Zhang Xu, who was leaning on the window sill, looked over.
"No, I'm already in a group with Lu Zhengyan."
Then the two children, holding hands, happily passed in front of Zhang Xu.
Zhang Xu was so angry that the corners of his mouth were raised, and he kicked the chair angrily.
"If you don't follow, I won't follow. I don't lack a friend like you, huh."
But the weather was not kind and it suddenly rained, so the physical education class was cancelled.
The children all returned to the classroom unhappy. Several children were lying on the windows, looking pitifully outside, as if telling how much they longed to run on the playground outside and play football freely in the wind.
The kindergarten teacher sat in front and told stories to her classmates. Several children gathered around her, holding their cheeks and listening to the teacher's story obediently.
Jiang Jingming sat in his seat, lowering his head and doing Sudoku puzzles.
"Aren't you happy?" Lu Zhengyan lay across from him, moved his hair, and asked.
Jiang Jingming shook his head and raised the corners of his thin lips, "No."
"Okay, I can see that you are unhappy. Do you also want to play football?"
"Well... sort of."
"But the weather forecast says it will rain in the next few days." Lu Zhengyan said.
Jiang Jingming fell silent.
Zhang Xu was gloating next to him: "Who told you not to be in the same group as me? That's why God couldn't stand it anymore, so it rained and stopped everyone from playing football. You deserve it."
“…”
Jiang Jingming had always been gentle and good-tempered, but this time it seemed that he couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed the Sudoku puzzle on the table and threw it towards Zhang Xu, hitting him in the face.
"you!"
Zhang Xu wanted to lose his temper, but he met Jiang Jingming's eyes.
A pair of deep and sharp black eyes contained anger and threats, meaning that he was not allowed to talk nonsense anymore.
Zhang Xu shuddered subconsciously.
It's really subconscious.
It was so true that even he found it incredible. Why was he afraid of Jiang Jingming's anger? Could it be hereditary
What the hell!
Get rid of the thoughts in your head.
"Now, don't think that just because you are smarter than me, you can show off your IQ. Put your notebook away. I won't argue with you today."
Zhang Xu threw the notebook back.
He was caught by Lu Zhengyan.
"Zhang Xu, can you please stop causing trouble to Jing Ming in the future?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
(End of chapter)