Chapter 43 Brother Jiangxia! Sister Yanwan!



“Ms. Lin Yanwan, relax. It’s true that my mother is Xiaoman’s homeroom teacher, but what are the chances of that happening? Homeroom teachers are busy every day and don’t have time to see parents like you picking up their children,” Jiang Xia comforted her.

"..." At this moment, Lin Yanwan did not want to pay attention to the guy who was making sarcastic remarks. So, wasn't he the one who was nervous?

As Jiang Xia passed by a toy store, he suddenly stopped and saw a Shiba Inu doll in the window that looked particularly cute.

What are you doing?

"Buy Xiaoman a doll."

Lin Yanwan was speechless. This guy wouldn't allow her to buy gifts for her mother-in-law, but he was very attentive to buying dolls for his sister-in-law. What a hypocrite.

"Don't waste your money. Have you forgotten what my family does? We have so many dolls like Xiaoman's that her little bed is almost overflowing."

"That's different."

Jiang Xia stubbornly paid the money: "Generally speaking, we don't cherish our own things, but it's different when it's a gift from a friend. We'll keep it like a treasure."

Lin Yanwan couldn't help but purse her lips; he always had so many fallacies.

"That depends on whether you like it or not. If you don't like it, you should still throw it away."

"Is that even a question? Xiaoman will definitely like it."

How did you know?

"Because I'm her brother-in-law! She likes everything I give her!"

How righteous and awe-inspiring those words sound! There's a saying that goes something like this...

Long live my brother-in-law!

"……shameless!"

Jiang Xia chuckled and said, "It's just like when I secretly drew your portrait that time, you've kept it safe all this time."

"Can those be considered the same as tokens of love? Besides, if it weren't for that painting, I might not even have liked you." She scoffed.

"I'll give you an even prettier one next time." Jiang Xia gently squeezed her soft hand.

"Um."

The shy girl nodded gently.

At 2:50, the two arrived at Nanshan Elementary School without incident.

By this time, many parents had already gathered at the school gate to pick up their children. The two of them blended into the crowd and were quite inconspicuous.

Lin Yanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With so many people around, it seemed she wouldn't see her mother-in-law.

Just to be on the safe side, the two hid behind the roadside trees as much as possible, so that if Xia Shanshan led the students out later, they could quickly hide.

At 3 p.m., the school bell rang on time. The two of them didn't have to wait long before they saw teachers leading the children to the school gate, where they lined up neatly and waited for their parents to pick them up one by one.

The two were dumbfounded. Was the procedure really that strict? The children couldn't leave school unless the parents showed up? No wonder there were so many parents waiting at the door.

"What should we do?" Lin Yanwan looked at him anxiously.

"Let me think about it..."

Jiang Xia pursed her lips: "Okay, if we see another teacher later, we'll pick up Xiaoman and leave quickly. If it's my mom..."

"What if it's Mom?"

"You stay here and don't move. I'll go buy some oranges."

Lin Yanwan pinched him hard and said irritably, "I asked you to figure out how to pick up Xiaoman, not to talk nonsense about being my dad!"

This guy is infuriating! What kind of time is this to be joking with her?

"I just saw you were too nervous and wanted to help you relax," Jiang Xia chuckled, continuing, "If it were my mother, you wouldn't move from here..."

Lin Yanwan glared at him: "Seriously!"

"You hide here, I'll go get them."

"Will it work?"

"Probably, maybe, perhaps, probably?" He scratched his head. "My mom would never make things difficult for her own son."

Lin Yanwan remained silent. Reason told her that the feasibility of this plan was very low, but there seemed to be no other way at the moment.

However, she didn't have the courage to face her mother-in-law alone, so she had to let Jiang Xia give it a try.

As time passed, more and more younger children were picked up by their parents, and the once crowded crowd gradually thinned out.

Then, Jiang Xia saw Lin Xiaoman standing at the front, holding the class sign with both hands and leading her classmates to the school gate, looking hopefully for her mother in the crowd, while the person standing next to her was the homeroom teacher, Xia Shanshan.

"Xiaoman is actually the class monitor?"

Jiang Xia raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Lin Yanwan, only to find her staring blankly at her mother, looking no better than when Jiang Xia himself saw her mother.

Well, it looks like I'll have to do it myself.

He sighed, "I'm going. Be careful and don't get caught."

Watching her classmates being picked up by their parents one by one, Lin Xiaoman became anxious. Why hadn't her mother come yet? In the past, she could always see her mother as soon as she got out of school.

"Xiaoman, where's your mother? Why hasn't she come today?" Xia Shanshan took the class sign from her hand, squatted down and asked her.

“Mom might be delayed on the way, but she will definitely come to pick up Xiaoman in a little while,” Lin Xiaoman said firmly.

"It definitely will."

Xia Shanshan gently patted Xiaoman's head; she had a very good impression of Lin Xiaoman's mother.

Although the two don't have much interaction, one of them takes time out of her busy work schedule every day to pick up her child from school, and Xiaoman is very sensible and obedient, so she must be a wonderful mother.

However, after ten minutes, she still hadn't seen anyone. All the other students in the class had left, leaving only Lin Xiaoman. Xia Shanshan couldn't help but frown.

"Xiaoman, tell the teacher what your mother's phone number is? The teacher will call and ask."

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