The two stared at each other for a while, their faces turning red.
Jiang Xiaoman was more daring and took the initiative to say, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Yu Qingshi's voice was so low that he could barely hear it.
He, he, he actually slept with Jiang Xiaoman woo woo woo! ! !
She hugged, more comfortable than Miao Miao, softer and warmer. Miao Miao is fluffy, although it is easy to touch, but Miao Miao snores when she sleeps. Jiang Xiaoman was different. She slept peacefully, with only light and shallow breathing. Yu Qingshi watched and then fell asleep.
he did not do it on purpose!
Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoman didn't feel wrong at all.
Yu Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief at this time, feeling like he had done something bad and got away with it for the rest of his life.
After sleeping for a class, a lot of withered weeds were all over their bodies. The two sorted them out, and helped each other pick the weeds off their heads. Only then did they report to the teacher and dismiss the get out of class.
There was another class in a while, and the two returned to the classroom one after the other.
When walking through the corridor on the second floor, a little girl whimpered and passed by them, wiping her tears as she walked, crying very loudly.
This back figure, the more you look at it, the more familiar it is.
Jiang Xiaoman doesn't have any distaste for woo woo children, but likes to coax them. She followed and asked, "Little Ye Jiajia, what's the matter with you?"
When they were in kindergarten, Ye Jiajia and Jiang Xiaoman had a good relationship and they played well.
Ye Jiajia's grandmother has a sweet smile. She usually calls "Xiaoman Xiaoman" behind Jiang Xiaoman. She is very cute. Jiang Xiaoman likes her very much.
However, after entering primary school, the two were not in the same class, which made Jiang Xiaoman a little sad.
"Xiaoman..." Ye Jiajia looked back at her, her eyes and nose were red from crying, but when she saw her, she burst into tears.
Jiang Xiaoman asked, "Why are you crying? Did a little boy bully you? Don't be afraid, tell me, and I'll beat you back."
Today's boys are very skinny and often bully female classmates.
My favorite is pulling girls' hair. Ye Jiajia's little braids are so beautiful, they must have suffered a lot of bad hands, right
… eh, wait.
What about Ye Jiajia's little braids? Jiang Xiaoman glanced over her head and found that she was wearing an ordinary-looking hat today, pressing her head.
Can't see anything inside.
Ye Jiajia's mother is very skillful. She usually braids beautiful braids and various hairstyles for her. Jiang Xiaoman used to envy her.
"No one bullied me." Ye Jiajia wiped away her tears and cried, "I just looked in the mirror for a while when I went to the toilet just now. I thought I was too ugly and couldn't help crying."
"...?" Jiang Xiaoman was stunned, "You're not ugly, you're so cute. I used to want to learn how to tie my hair and braid it."
"Woo woo woo!!" Hearing her say that, Ye Jiajia cried again, especially loudly, she sobbed: "I'll show you."
After speaking, he silently took off his hat, and then silently put it on again.
"… "
After watching Jiang Xiaoman, you will understand.
Because of Ye Jiajia's children's braids! ! there is none left! ! was cut! !
Still a very dog-eaten look! !
Really... so ugly! !
Ah, this can't be said.
Jiang Xiaoman held her hand in pain, and said angrily, "Which bastard dares to cut your hair? Not only will I help you beat him, but I will also tell the teacher to go!"
Ye Jiajia wiped away her tears, "It's my dad woo woo woo..."
"… "
Jiang. He is smart and clever. He can speak well. He specializes in all kinds of crying. Xiaoman's brain suddenly gets stuck, and he doesn't know what to say.
She can only beat children, but adults can't.
But Ye Jiajia's child cried so badly, it was really pitiful.
Jiang Xiaoman comforted her and said, "It's okay, it will grow out in a while."
Ye Jiajia stroked her hat, lest it would not be secure enough, or that others might see it. Fortunately, the weather is cold now, and she will not be killed by the heat with such a hat.
Ye Jiajia said, "It's been too long, and I feel sad just thinking about it. I've decided not to talk to my dad again."
Coincidentally, Jiang Xiaoman thought the same thing when his uncle had his hair cut at first, but it was resolved later.
"Why did your father cut your hair?"
Speaking of this, Ye Jiajia's mouth deflated, and tears fell again.
"My mother has a little brother now, so she can't braid me. Dad braided me today, but he couldn't, so he cut it for me..."
"My uncle is too." Jiang Xiaoman immediately shared his hatred and said, "Dad is like this! So is Zhang Xinhua's father!"
Oh, that shiny little bald head of Zhang Xinhua.
Ye Jiajia still remembers.
It is because Zhang Xinhua is round and plump, and his bald head is whiter and brighter than others.
Thinking of him, Ye Jiajia felt that she was not so miserable, the cry was just a meal, and the tears would not fall.
The children were about to be coaxed, but Jiang Xiaoman asked curiously: "Do you have a little brother? Why didn't you have it before? Can you bring it to the school for me to see? I really like little babies, but my family can't pick them up. to the child."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Jiajia's child, who had just stopped crying, burst into an earth-shattering cry.
"I don't want, I don't want!! I don't want little brother! I hate little brother!!"
After crying, Ye Jiajia finally remembered why she was feeling down today.
Seeing yourself ugly in the mirror is just an introduction.
Ye Jiajia said: "Xiaoman, can I give you my little brother? I don't like him. My parents don't love me anymore when they have a little brother. My mother doesn't braid me, and my father will only give My brother and grandma don't care about me."
Although Jiang Xiaoman likes babies very much, she has a principle not to rob other people's babies. For example, she likes Yu Qingshi's Miaomiao very much, but she also occasionally goes over to lick her, and she doesn't want to take Miaomiao home.
Jiang Xiaoman shook his head and refused and said, "This is not good, it should be very hard for your parents to pick up the little brother. Don't be sad, the little baby was miserable and miserable before returning home, and it's hard to have a good life. , you have to let it go. We are adults, don't care about children. "
What to pick up
Ye Jiajia was confused.
Did your brother pick it up
"Why are the little brothers who didn't go home so miserable?" Ye Jiajia thought about it and said, "If it's really miserable, then I can temporarily lend him my parents and return it later."
"Because the little babies in your city are all picked up from the trash can." Jiang Xiaoman explained: "The same is true for Yu Qingshi's children. He used to be miserable. He had no food to eat, no clothes to wear, and his whole body still stinks. Toasting, I like to lock myself up every day and ignore anyone. Your little brother should be the same, so be generous."
Yu Qingshi; "… "
He never said such a thing!
Jiang Xiaoman is really annoying sometimes! He is a little pissed!
Yu Qingshi snorted softly, still listening to Jiang Xiaoman lie to the child without saying a word.
Ye Jiajia was really coaxed.
Because Jiang Xiaoman is the smartest child in the class, she must know a lot.
Ye Jiajia thought about the miserable life of her younger brother in the garbage dump, and suddenly felt that she had a balance in her heart, and she should love her younger brother more when she returned home, provided that what Jiang Xiaoman said was true.
When she looked at Yu Qing, she asked, "Is it really so miserable?"
When Jiang Xiaoman looked at Yu Qing, Ye Jiajia was also looking at Yu Qing.
Jiang Xiaoman grabbed his hand secretly and whispered, "Speak quickly!"
Yu Qingshi had no choice but to bite the bullet and nodded, whispering, "Really, it's miserable."
Ye Jiajia decided to like the little brother a little more.
But... But it doesn't seem to be the same as what she knows. Why are babies picked up from trash cans
After hesitating for a while, Ye Jiajia asked in a low voice: "But Xiaoman... My parents don't like to dig through the trash can. And... all I see is that my uncle and aunt slept together, and after a night, my aunt's stomach swelled. , and then there is the baby! Why did the baby pick it up from the trash can?"
"Wow!" Jiang Xiaoman didn't know, she asked curiously, "How did you know?"
"It's always played like this on TV." Ye Jiajia lowered her head, her voice very low.
Jiang Xiaoman only likes watching cartoons, not live-action dramas like this. Even if I usually watch TV with my grandma, it's all bloody dramas, that is, the young couple is going to divorce, the mother-in-law comes to join in the fun, and then quarrel, you slap me, I slap you, I have never seen this. species.
"... That may be, the auntie on TV has a trash can in her stomach."
"Oh, it seems to be oh."
Anyway, they are all round, drum, and they look almost the same.
Ye Jiajia's children's doubts were resolved, and they stopped crying.
In fact, she didn't cry just because of her hair.
She was afraid that her parents would not love her if they had a little brother. Well now, since the little brother had such a miserable life before, she should be more generous.
When the little brother can make milk powder by himself, let him do it by himself, let him dress by himself, eat by himself, and let him do his homework for himself!
Can.
Ye Jiajia suddenly became happy and felt that it was a good thing to have a little brother.
"Thank you Xiaoman." Ye Jiajia said, "Tomorrow, I will bring my little brother to school and let you take a look, but you can't ask for it. That's my brother. He will help me with my homework when he grows up."
"good."
Ye Jiajia left happily.
For some reason, seeing her jumping and dancing happily, Jiang Xiaoman, who had experienced many battles, suddenly felt that Ye Jiajia's child might be beaten.
At this time, Yu Qingshi said, "I didn't pick it up from the trash can..."
Jiang Xiaoman blinked and asked, "Then how did you come here?"
They have been discussing this issue since they were three years old.
After thinking about it for a while, Yu Qingshi said, "Maybe it's what Ye Jiajia said, it's my parents, sleep together, and after a night, I'll be in my mother's belly."
Jiang Xiaoman asked, "Really? Can two people have a baby by sleeping together?"
"Well, that's how TV plays." Yu Qingshi nodded vigorously.
Anyway, no matter what, it's better than picking it up in the trash.
Jiang Xiaoman seemed to believe it, "It turns out that sleeping together will really have a baby."
After speaking, Jiang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment.
Yu Qingshi was also stunned.
The two looked at each other, and both saw the same shock in each other's eyes.