Ahri touched the little red flower on her forehead and ran towards Qinpei, feeling that her mind was becoming as mature as her age.

"Mom, look at me! I got another little red flower today!"

Listen to the voice within yourself that wants to praise itself.

Ah Li wanted to cover her face, but she still looked at her mother with a happy expression.

Children's happiness is simple.

Ahri never intended to act mature; sometimes it's quite fun to be a kid.

Fu Daoyuan followed behind Ah Li, touching his own forehead. He had one too, because he hadn't cried today.

Zhuang Quan also said to Qin Pei, "It seems like your Ali has never cried."

"Yeah, she's not clingy."

Qin Pei held Ali's hand and talked to Zhuang Quan about educating children.

Fu Daoyuan's chubby little hand moved; he wanted to tug at the little braid on Ah Li's head.

Ali pretended not to notice and took two quick steps forward, saying, "Mom, hurry up, I'm hungry."

Ahri hugged her little belly, looking so soft and cuddly, it was incredibly endearing.

Fu Daoyuan withdrew his little hand. He hadn't managed to catch her braid this time, but he was sure he would next time.

However, throughout his three years in kindergarten, Fu Daoyuan always tried to catch Ali by the pigtail. But he could never catch her; either Ali would run away, or she would turn around and pinch his cheek.

Fu Daoyuan cried several times after being pinched. In kindergarten, he would always run to his teacher crying and shouting, "Teacher! A bug bit me!"

Ahri looked at her hand, thinking, "I'll pinch you less next time."

But she didn't use much force.

The teachers comforted Fu Daoyuan, and they also noticed that it was Ah Li who pinched him.

However, since Fu Daoyuan, the 'victim,' didn't say that it was Ah Li who pinched him, they could only walk up to Ah Li and whisper, "Feng Li, next time if a bug bites Fu Daoyuan, you have to help him chase the bug away."

"Okay, I will, teacher."

Ahri looked very confident.

The teacher smiled and gave Ali a small red flower, and also gave Fu Daoyuan one.

Fu Daoyuan pursed his lips. She only got her little red flower because of him; look how good he is to her.

Time flies.

When they were just about to start first grade, Zhuang Quan and Qin Pei said, "I wonder if my sons, A Yuan and Ali, will be in the same class this time. If not, the class next door will be fine too."

"It's really hard to say. Both kids are so good. I don't know if they'll be able to adapt when they're separated into different classes."

Qin Pei looked at Ali, who was sitting there painting. Fu Daoyuan craned his neck to look at Ali's painting and pointed to the flowers in it, saying, "Paint it black, black looks good."

Ah Li picked up the black pen and was about to color it on when Fu Daoyuan said, "Wait, I don't think black looks good. Let's use red instead."

The picture book shows an apple tree and a few sunflowers.

Ali put away the black colored pen and took out the red colored pen, intending to paint the tree trunk red.

Fu Daoyuan hurriedly pointed to the apple and said, "Apply the color here. The apple is big and red."

Ahri moved toward the apple tree and slowly painted it red.

Fu Daoyuan laughed, "Ali, you're so silly."

Qin Pei and Zhuang Quan covered their mouths and laughed. Which of the two was the dumber one?

Later, before the first grade officially started, each class posted a list of students, and parents had to find their children's names themselves.

Fu Daoyuan was a little unhappy because his mother told him that in first grade, students would be divided into classes, unlike in kindergarten where they could choose to be in the same class as whomever they wanted.

But he still wanted to sit with Ahri.

Ah Li.

Fu Daoyuan looked at Ali, who was searching for a name with Aunt Qin Pei. She was wearing a purple casual outfit today, with a white trim around the hem. She looked nice.

Ahri looked at the names on the list in front of her and read them one by one.

I've got it, Zhan Fengli, the third one.

The sixth is Fu Daoyuan.

Ah Li looked behind her and saw that Fu Daoyuan had come over at some point. He also looked at the list in front of Ah Li and asked, "Am I on it?"

Ahri pointed to his name and said, "Yes, it's here."

Fu Daoyuan glanced at it casually, "Are you there?"

Yes, I'm here.

Ahri then pointed to her own name.

Yes, he saw it!

Fu Daoyuan grinned.

Qin Pei glanced at the list and said, "Ali is amazing, she found it right away."

Just then, Zhuang Quan came over. She took out her phone, took pictures of the names on the list, and said happily, "Hey, we're in the same class again!"

Ah Li glanced at Fu Daoyuan, who was happy and went into the classroom first.

However, he quickly ran out again, walked beside Zhuang Quan, and said, "Mom, the teacher is inside."

The first-grade homeroom teacher was waiting inside, and many parents were sitting in their seats.

Qin Pei and Zhuang Quan went in as well, and they found seats.

The first-grade homeroom teacher started by introducing herself, followed by the selection of parent committee members and the creation of a parent group chat.

I've also joined the class group chat.

The morning passed just like that.

The next day, I went to school with my schoolbag on my back.

Fu Daoyuan had been waiting for Ali for a long time; he wanted to be Ali's deskmate.

His mother said that at the beginning of the school year, students chose their own seats, and the teachers would assign seats based on the situation later.

So, Fu Daoyuan and Ali went to the classroom together and chose the third seat in the first row, which was neither too far forward nor too far back.

Each student had their own desk, and they were sitting right next to each other.

Fu Daoyuan took out his textbooks and pencil case. He told them to listen attentively in class, not to disturb Ali or the teacher, and to keep quiet and be a good student.

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