He clearly remembered that when he first went to Xiaobao's house, Xiaobao seemed to be a little shorter than him.
I heard that because he was born prematurely, he was malnourished from birth and developed more slowly than other children his age.
Not only was he slow-growing and weak, but he also started speaking later than other children.
At that time, he felt that even though Xiaobao had his own parents, he wasn't doing much better than him.
He hadn't noticed this change since he was with Aunt Song every day.
I've been visiting Grandma Pei's house lately and haven't been paying much attention to Xiaobao.
With Children's Day activities keeping him busy, Grandma Pei, just as Aunt Song had said, became inexplicably kind to him, and consequently, she wasn't as overly harsh on his younger sister.
Although Pei Jichuan had a sense of unease, their lives were ultimately stable.
Now that things had stabilized, he stayed with Grandma Pei, just as he had told Aunt Song.
When she came to her senses, she realized that Xiao Bao was already taller than her.
He found it hard to believe that Xiao Bao had suddenly become taller than him.
Others might not notice, but he saw it very clearly.
The two never got along well when they were at the Pei family's house. Although they didn't argue or talk to each other, they were secretly competing with each other.
Every day they compete to see who can finish their homework the fastest, who can clean the house the cleanest, who can eat dinner the fastest, and who can write the most beautifully...
He still has this idea in his mind.
None of his classmates gave Pei Jichuan this feeling.
I don't know why, but only Xiao Bao can arouse his competitive spirit.
Xiao Bao arrived at the classroom, panting. He wiped his sweat, and Tie Zhu, who was also sweating profusely, ran up behind him. "Xiao Bao, why are you running so fast? I called you but you didn't answer me."
Xiao Bao has already taken out a pencil and eraser and is writing and drawing on the drawing paper.
Hearing this, she quickly looked up at him and said, "I didn't hear that."
Tie Zhu took a breath and asked him, "Why do you run so fast every day? You're never late."
"I don't know what I can do, but I think it's good for my health." After saying that, Xiao Bao added, "You're so fat, you need to run more, otherwise you won't be able to run anymore."
Tie Zhu felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart, and almost vomited blood. "I... I'm not fat at all."
"You're too thin!"
Xiao Bao ignored him.
After waiting a while, Tiezhu turned around and asked again, "Xiaobao, am I really that fat?"
Xiao Bao hummed in agreement; he was not one to lie.
My mother said I should be an honest child.
Tie Zhu: "......"
There was a meeting in the afternoon, so Song Yanzhi got home late.
When we got home, Xiao Bao was drawing and writing on the table.
He's been very focused these past few days and hasn't gone out to play much.
"Xiao Bao, don't overwork yourself. You need to balance work and rest."
"Hmm." Xiao Bao nodded, his eyes still fixed on the hand-copied newspaper. It seemed he really wanted to win the award this time, and he didn't even hear what Song Yanzhi was saying.
Song Yanzhi walked over and took a look, then asked in surprise, "Xiao Bao, does your teacher teach you to draw?"
Xiao Bao then came to his senses, stood up and said, "Mom, the teacher sometimes teaches us to draw, it's very simple."
Looking at the lifelike trees, flowers, and children, Song Yanzhi even drew the folds of their clothes and the light and shadow in a simple style.
In his previous life, Xiao Bao disliked studying, was very rebellious, and had a poor relationship with his mother.
She never knew what his talents were or what he could do.
It was only then that I realized that in addition to learning quickly, Xiao Bao is also very talented in drawing.
This is not something that can be drawn in just one or two lessons.
Song Yanzhi glanced at it again, and suddenly his expression changed drastically.
On Xiao Bao's hand-drawn poster, there is a banner with the words "Carefully protect children without umbrellas, and let love warm the hearts of children whose parents are not by their side."
"Little, Little Bao..."
"Huh? Mom?" Xiao Bao looked up at Song Yanzhi, whose expression had suddenly stiffened, with some confusion.
"Where did you see this sentence?" Song Yanzhi stammered as she looked at him.
Xiao Bao blinked and said, "The teacher told us that."
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Song Yanzhi's eyes flickered, he shook his head, and then smiled and said, "It's nothing."
This sentence is exactly the same as the one that was hung on the blackboard when she went to attend Children's Day with Pei Jichuan and his sister in her previous life.
She was deeply moved when she saw those words.
So as soon as I see it, memories flash through my mind.
But she never expected that she would see it again on Xiao Bao's handwritten newspaper.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. Xiao Bao is in kindergarten now. Since the banner was made by the kindergarten teacher in the previous life, it's not strange that the children mentioned it.
Song Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Just a moment ago, she was sweating profusely, and she even had a feeling of fear that Xiao Bao might know something like her.
"Let's have steamed buns for dinner. Didn't you say you wanted meat buns?"
She went into the kitchen, looked at the leftover food, and realized she had been too busy. Working and taking care of the child were sometimes impossible to balance. She hadn't had time to go out to buy groceries for the past few days, and there wasn't much left.
If I go out to buy meat now, it'll probably be sold out.
However, there's no fresh meat, but there is some cured meat.
It just might not taste that good.
After thinking for a moment, Song Yanzhi made a tofu and egg filling. Xiao Bao loves eggs, so she steamed a lot of them. She could reheat them in the morning and take them to school, which would be convenient.
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