Before Jingjing's mother came, Jingjing had already talked to her a lot. For example, her eyes look exactly like her mother's. For example, her mother and her wore mother-daughter outfits, the same jacket and the same pants.
Xiao Miaomiao didn't quite understand that Jingjing was so small and her mother was so big, how could she wear the same clothes and pants. After Jingjing's mother came, she realized that they were not the same size.
She kept looking at Jingjing's mother, trying to find the answer to a certain question.
Jingjing also tried to delay her mother for a while, so that Xiao Miaomiao could observe her enough.
The little tricks that children think are particularly clever are clearly seen by adults. Jingjing's mother immediately discovered that Jingjing was just pretending. When her stomach hurts, she squinted her eyes with laughter.
After Jingjing was discovered, she immediately hugged her mother's waist, "Seeing the young and beautiful mother of a beautiful girl, my stomach will stop hurting immediately!" This is how people are coaxed in TV dramas.
Jingjing's mother couldn't laugh or cry, but as long as it's okay, she lifted her daughter who was poisoned by TV dramas, "Okay, it's time to go home."
When Jingjing's mother led her out of the classroom, she still did not forget to teach her, "You can't scare your mother like this, do you know? Do you still remember the story about the wolf?"
Jingjing nodded, but she didn't listen at all. She proudly gestured to Xiao Miaomiao, a gesture she created herself.
Jingjing was very proud that she helped her friend. Although she didn't know why Xiao Miaomiao wanted to see other people's mothers, she just felt very happy.
Xiao Miaomiao nodded solemnly at her, and the two little guys seemed to have accomplished a particularly sacred thing.
Zhou Yuan next to him suppressed a smile.
"Xiao Miaomiao, your parents are here." The voice of the life teacher outside came in.
Xiao Miaomiao came back to her senses, slowly put her schoolbag on her back, turned her head to look at Zhou Yuan, imitated the other students, whispered what she had practiced many times in her heart, "See you tomorrow, Zhou Yuan. "
When they arrived at the door of the classroom, Xiao Miaomiao once again imitated the previous children and said to the life teacher, "Goodbye, teacher."
The life teacher nodded, "Goodbye Miao Miao, tomorrow is Saturday, please be obedient at home."
Xiao Miaomiao blinked, the teacher also said today that tomorrow is a holiday, when she was talking to Zhou Yuan just now, she was too nervous and forgot about it, so tell him see you tomorrow.
The more Xiao Miaomiao thought about it, the more she felt bad, so she stopped.
Aunt Hua squatted down, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Miaomiao whispered, "Can we wait a bit..."
Miao Miao never offered any suggestions, and to be able to suddenly have such an idea and be willing to say it, in Aunt Hua's view, it was a huge improvement.
"Of course!" Aunt Hua said with a smile.
Soon Zhou Yuan's mother walked over side by side with Zhou Yuan. Unlike other children, Zhou Yuan and his mother were holding hands with their parents.
His mother has long golden hair and looks very gentle.
Zhou Yuan also saw Miao Miao, and asked, "Is Miao Miao waiting for someone?"
Zhou Yuan's mother was no longer surprised to hear her son's tone of coaxing children.
Xiao Miaomiao nodded, then summoned up her courage and said, "Zhou Yuan, see you on Monday."
Zhou Yuan didn't know that Xiao Miaomiao was waiting here just to tell him that we'll see you on Monday, not tomorrow.
He said, "Okay, see you on Monday."
Aunt Hua and Xiao Miaomiao continued to walk in the school, and Uncle Hua was on duty again today.
Aunt Hua: "Auntie came up with a great design today. When I go back, Xiao Miaomiao will try it on for me, okay?"
Xiao Miaomiao nodded, she was willing to listen to her auntie.
The children next to them are all talking about school with their parents. Children in this grade always have endless things to say to their parents.
"I lost my pencil today, and Xiao Hua lent me a pencil. I will marry her as my wife in the future."
"The teacher said that we will choose a group leader next week."
"Today I got four little red flowers, one is that I answered the question in math class, the other is that I went on stage, and the other is that I ate all my lunch..."
Xiao Miaomiao looked at them, squeezed her little hands, and said to Teacher Li first, today Teacher Li praised her for her beautiful handwriting, and she only got a little red flower, because she also ate cleanly...
She didn't raise her hand to answer the question. The other students had three little red flowers, but she only had one little red flower.
Xiao Miaomiao was worried. In fact, she knew the answers to several questions asked by the teacher, but she dared not raise her hand.
So I missed several small red flowers.
Xiao Miaomiao made up her mind that she must raise her hand next time.
On the other side, Zhou Yuan's mother looked at her son, who didn't even have a single red flower, and frowned, "Zhou Zhou, don't you like red? Or don't you like flowers?"
Zhou Yuan raised his head, "..."
Zhou's mother had a headache, and sat next to Zhou Yuan, "I know you think this kind of life is meaningless to you now, and you might want to see a bigger world."
Zhou Yuan: "After all, the IQ given to me by God is not for me to rush to answer how much seven plus six equals."
"I just hope that you can have the same fun as other children. Have a good experience this semester. If you really don't want to next semester, you can go to your father's school." Mother Zhou said with a sigh.
Zhou Yuan was quite happy, and hurried upstairs to write down the plan for the semester in his plan book.
At this time, Xiao Miaomiao was trying on a new dress made by Aunt Hua, a light blue long skirt with tassels on it, just reaching the ankle, no sleeves, but with a small knitted coat, the scars could not be seen at all up.
Aunt Hua carried her to the front of the full-length mirror, "Does it look good?"
Xiao Miaomiao looked at herself in the mirror, blushed, and whispered, "It looks good."
Aunt Hua said mysteriously, "Wait for me."
Then he walked into the room just now, and after a while, he came out.
She was also wearing a long skirt of the same design and the same coat. Aunt Hua turned around and hugged Xiao Miaomiao, "Auntie and Xiao Miaomiao are wearing mother-daughter outfits~
Xiao Miaomiao likes this outfit even more now, she likes to wear the same clothes as her aunt. Just like what Jingjing and her mother wear are the same, they are also mother-daughter outfits.
Xiao Miaomiao looked at Aunt Hua, so in fact... Aunt Hua is her mother...
Suddenly there was an emotion in her heart that she didn't understand, her nose was sore and her eyes were wet.