"Haha, okay then Mr. Jiang."
Only then did Father Chu focus on Chu Xiangchen.
"Dad, what do you think of my painting?"
"Very good." Chu's father nodded perfunctorily, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, seeming a little anxious.
The end of get out of class was coming, and it was time to judge. Chu Xiangchen's father received a call from the company. He quickly got up and told the kindergarten teacher that he was busy with work and would not judge his children.
The teacher gave Chu Xiangchen a sympathetic look.
Chu Xiangchen lowered his head and held the picture in his hand tightly with his two small hands.
"Dad, you didn't even take a look at my painting..."
"Can you show me?" Jiang Beiyuan smiled softly in an inviting manner.
It was the first time that Chu Xiangchen saw such a handsome and gentle uncle. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly and handed over the picture he made.
Jiangbeiyuan's eyes lit up.
"What a beautiful painting, you are awesome."
"Dad, why don't you praise me for being awesome?" Jiang Chunhe was unhappy. He didn't like his father praising other people's children.
She is very possessive even though she is small!
Jiang Beiyuan smiled and touched his daughter's face, "You are great too."
"Is this you?"
Jiang Beiyuan pointed to the little boy on the picture and asked Chu Xiangchen.
Chu Xiangchen nodded shyly, "The person next to me is my father."
"Then why is there a rainbow among dads?"
"Because it's mom."
Chu Xiangchen grinned.
"Although I have never seen my mother, I think my mother must be very beautiful, just like the fairies in the sky. Fairies are hidden in the rainbow, so I drew a rainbow, as if my mother has always been with me. .”
Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan's eyes flashed with appreciation, and his generous palm caressed Chu Xiangchen's head.
"Your mother will be delighted."
"Why?"
"Because she has such an excellent son like you."
One word of praise made Chu Xiangchen even more embarrassed.
The event was over, and Jiang Beiyuan took Chun and Jingming home. His car was across the road, so he carried the two children there.
Jiang Jingming leaned on his father's generous shoulders, his dark eyes filled with confusion.
"Dad, you rarely praise others."
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy when I praise other children?"
"No, I just suddenly felt that dad was very good."
"Suddenly?"
Jiangbeiyuan raised his eyebrows.
How bad is he usually, causing this sudden misunderstanding to the child
Jiang Jingming shook his head and hugged Jiang Beiyuan's neck.
"Dad, it would be great if everyone in this world could be happy."
"difficult to realize."
"I know that not all children have parents who love them as much as we do."
Jiang Jingming thought of what Lu Zhengyan said to her mother that day.
He asked his mother so pleadingly when he could go home.
Does his father no longer want him
Where is he now
Are you still happy
If his new school also holds such parent-child activities, who will accompany him to participate.
Jiang Jingming suddenly felt sad.
He didn't want to lose a friend. If he could apologize properly to himself, he would want to forgive him, because quarreling with others would make him feel uncomfortable. Jiang Jingming didn't want to be unhappy all the time.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't know what his son was thinking, so he gently stroked the back of his head.
"San'er, one person's power is insignificant, but if you give more care and warmth to those in need, more and more people in the world will become happy."
"I know, Dad, I love you, Dad."
"I love you too, Dad!" The little princess refused to be outdone.
Jiang Beiyuan curled his lips.
The children are sensible and cute, and the years are peaceful. Such a life is simply not too good.
… …
Even though Lu Zhengyan has transferred to another school, Jiang Jingming still goes to see and feed the little goldfish in the ditch every day.
but…
Unforeseen circumstances arise in the sky, and misfortunes and fortunes may happen to fish.
This morning, Xiao Jiang San'er went to the ditch to see goldfish, but found that his little goldfish was floating motionless on the water.
"Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Jingming rolled up his sleeves, put his hands into the water, and anxiously picked up the little goldfish from the ditch.
The little goldfish remained motionless.
Xiaoyan... is dead.
Jiang Jingming held the little goldfish in his two hands and cried sadly.
How could Xiaoyan die
He doesn't want, he doesn't want Xiaoyan to die.
But no matter how much he cried, Xiaoyan would not survive.
Jiang Jingming was in a very sad mood today. After class, he found an open space and buried Xiao Yan. He didn't speak for the whole day.
When Zhang Xu chatted with him, he just shook his head or nodded. His depressed mood was like a dark cloud above his head, and it was raining, and no one could explain it.
Zhang Xu was a little anxious when he saw this, so he went to the next class to find Jiang Qingchi and asked him to see what Jiang Jingming was doing.
Jiang Jingming can hide his emotions from Zhang Xu. Facing Jiang Qingchi, he is his brother and his big tree. He wants to rely on him.
"Brother, the little goldfish I raised... died, ugh."
"Little goldfish? San'er, when did you raise a little goldfish?"
"Oh, brother, it's already dead."
Jiang Jingming rubbed his eyes sadly, his clenched fists wet with tears.
Jiang Qingchi no longer cared about the issue of when to raise him, and quickly took his younger brother into his arms and patted his shoulder.
"It's okay, we can raise a lot of little goldfish again."
"But Xiaoyan only has one, and it is my favorite little goldfish."
"Then does it have eggs? Maybe it has laid a lot of eggs in the water, so that next year there will be many little goldfish."
"Brother is lying to me." Jiang Jingming rubbed his eyes and sniffed.
"I haven't. I have raised a little frog before. That's what a little frog is like. It lays a lot of eggs and grows a lot of tadpoles, which are all its children. Even if the little frog dies, its children will be born. Boy, it’s life will go on forever.”
Hearing this, Jiang Jingming felt a little better and let go of Jiang Qingchi.
Will Xiaoyan really have offspring? He doesn't know...
Jiang Qingchi sighed and wiped his tears, "Don't cry. You have to participate in the competition tomorrow. Your eyes are swollen. It won't look good if you are caught on TV."
"OK, all right."
Jiang Jingming will participate in the Ningcheng "Golden Ball Cup" Children's Rubik's Cube Competition tomorrow. Yan Nian signed him up, and the winner can win a bonus.
Of course, Yan Nian was not looking for bonuses, but he felt that San'er's personality was too boring and he never went out. This was not good. Signing him up for a competition could cultivate his interest in contact with the outside world.
A total of 100 children participated in this competition. Jiang Jingming did not embarrass the Jiang family and passed all the way, successfully entering the finals from the preliminary round.
At the same time next week, Jiang Jingming will compete with another child who has entered the finals to determine the final winner.
"Ah, how can my son be so good? He has reached the finals all the way."
On the way home after the game, Yan Nian hugged Jiang Jingming and couldn't get enough of him.
Jiang Jingming smiled and said it was itchy, but Yan Nian still kissed him, kissed him, kissed him.
Finally, Jiang San'er hugged Yan Nian's face and kissed her back.
"I love you mom."
"Yeah, I love you too."
"Mom!" Jiang Qingchi, who was walking beside him, shouted.
"What are you doing? You want to complain to your father? I just love him, so what?"
"Humph, you haven't said you love me for a long time."
"Brother, mother loves you the most." Jiang Jingming said quickly.
Jiang Qingchi's expression softened a bit.
"Yan Xiaonian, next time there is a competition like this, please sign up for me too. I also want to be in the limelight, and I'm good at playing Rubik's Cube."
"If there is a competition that matches your age, of course I will sign you up, but this time it is for children aged 3 to 5, and you are already a 6-year-old, so save it."
"snort… "
Come on, he's not an old boy! ! !
…
Next week's finals will soon arrive. Before going on the court, Yan Nian straightened Jiang Jingming's tie.
She was very satisfied with her son's outfit today, a black suit, a tie of the same color, and his hair was fixed, but he had a cool little face and was not cute.
"Son, just smile." Yan Nian pinched Jiang San'er's face.
"Mom... I really don't like doing my hair and wearing suits."
"How handsome, isn't he?"
"I don't really like how adults dress up like this."
"There's a lot you don't like,"
Yan Nian flicked his forehead and said, "Win the final for me, go ahead, Jiang Jingming."
Jiang Jingming came on stage.
The opponent's players haven't come yet.
Jiang Jingming walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, paused in his steps, put his hands close to the seams of his trousers, and bowed to the audience area.
"This kid is so polite." An audience member in the front row said with a smile.
"Hahaha, thank you, this is my son, I taught him well." Yan Nian was unceremonious.
When the other party saw this young and fashionable hot mom, she smiled even more. She is such a cute mom.
Xiao Jiang Jingming followed the host and sat down in his seat.
He sat up straight, his spine as straight as a thin bamboo. The colorful lights fell on him, making his delicate facial features more distinct.
The game is about to begin.
But the opponent’s players haven’t come yet.
The audience in the audience looked at each other...
Who is this other player? Why does he have no sense of time at all
Yan Nian also raised his wrist and looked at his watch. There were only two minutes left in the competition. Could it be that the opponent was afraid of losing too badly and ran away midway
But winning a game due to the opponent's forfeit is not a joyful success.
"It seems that the other player will not..."
Before the host finished speaking, a child stumbled over from the main entrance.
He was panting, his hair was messy, his clothes were disheveled, and he was even wearing adult slippers. This scene was in sharp contrast to the formally dressed Jiang Jingming.
The audience in the audience showed contempt after seeing this.
Who are the parents? Don’t you know that this is an official competition, broadcast live, and you need to dress up your children
Jiang Jingming saw the person coming clearly, stood up suddenly, and his eyes widened.
"Lu Zhengyan..."
"Jingming, long time no see."
Lu Zhengyan's face was pale and haggard, but he greeted Jiang Jingming with a smile.
Jiang Jingming took a step forward, bent down and held his rickety shoulders.
"You don't look good. Are you sick?"
"I'm fine... I just ran too fast and too hastily."
"Then why don't you arrive a little earlier? You are always like this, doing things recklessly."
"Haha, you are still in the mood to teach me a lesson. I finally reached the finals, and I will not lose to you."
"Well, neither can I!"
Jiang Jingming let go of his hand, his fighting spirit high, and a fierce flame burned in his eyes.
The opponents in front were all weak.
Even though he won, he wasn't necessarily happy.
The current opponent is Lu Zhengyan, who has defeated him countless times before by turning the Rubik's Cube.
"Now that the two contestants are ready, I announce that the competition has begun, and the contestants are asked to restore the Rubik's Cube in front of you within the specified time." The host gave an order.
Jiang Jingming took action.
He was focused and serious, with his little head running rapidly and his two flexible hands flying up and down, moving quickly.
Lu Zhengyan took a deep look at him, his eyes were very complicated, and the way Jiang Jingming was turning the Rubik's Cube seriously fell into his eyes.
Sorry, Jiang Jingming.
He took a deep breath and began to turn the Rubik's Cube in his hand.
"Attention contestants, there is still one minute left."
The host starts to remind.
Jiang Jingming's face was covered with sweat.
In fact, he could recover faster, but because the person standing next to him was Lu Zhengyan, it put a lot of pressure on him, making the little guy who was always calm and calm rarely become nervous and anxious today.
"I'm done."
In the last thirty seconds, Jiang Jingming took the lead in restoring the Rubik's Cube in his hand.
"Son, well done!" Yan Nian stood up excitedly and gave him a thumbs up.
The host glanced at the winner, smiled and raised Jiang Jingming's hand.
"I announce that the winner of this Ningcheng Golden Ball Cup Children's Rubik's Cube Competition sponsored by Arden Counseling Agency is -"
"puff!!!"
The rest of his words were covered up by the sound of vomiting blood.
Lu Zhengyan held on to the table, unable to hold on any longer, and his small body fell straight backwards.
"Lu Zhengyan!!!"
Jiang Jingming pushed the host away and hurried over to hug his head on the ground, only to see Lu Zhengyan with his mouth full of blood.
"Lu Zhengyan... you... what are you doing,"
"I'm sorry Jingming, can you forgive me?"
"Uh-huh!"
Jiang Jingming couldn't control his tears and said, "I've stopped being angry with you a long time ago. Please don't let anything happen to you!"
"That's great if you're not angry."
Lu Zhengyan closed his eyes happily and contentedly.
The scene that was lively just now was now in chaos.
…
The door to the operating room.
Jiang Jingming was lying on the door, and the cold liquid slid down his face, tearing open two deep marks.
Just three minutes ago, he saw Lu Zhengyan, his good friend, being pushed into the operating room by the doctors.
"It's okay San'er, Lu Zhengyan will definitely be fine." Yan Nian hugged him from behind.
Jiang Jingming turned around, gritted his teeth, and hugged Yan Nian's waist.
"Mom, Xiaoyan is dead..."
(End of chapter)