The team of primary school students lined up in two rows in an orderly manner and marched towards their destination in a mighty manner.
In the middle of the class, the teacher organized everyone to sing together to boost morale.
As they sang, they came to the song "Red Star Shines in My Heart" written by An Hua.
The teacher knew that the author of the song was Dongdong’s mother, and she specially introduced her to everyone.
Suddenly, countless envious eyes gathered on Dongdong.
Dongdong puffed out his little chest, looking very proud.
Dongdong is a good student with a handsome appearance. He is a representative figure in his grade. Now even students in the upper and lower grades know him.
At the edge of the team, Song Yi stood on tiptoe and looked in Dongdong's direction, with curiosity, as well as indescribable yearning and envy in his eyes.
He knew that Aunt An's son was also in the school, one grade higher than him, but he didn't know his name or what he looked like.
After listening to the teacher's introduction today, he learned that Aunt An's son is called Xiao Nai.
But although he was curious, Song Yi never thought of talking to Xiao Nai.
He is not worthy of this status.
Aunt An supported him in his studies, and he couldn't repay her kindness with enmity and cause trouble for Aunt An's son.
Song Yi was immersed in his own thoughts and didn't notice that he was tripped by something and fell to the ground.
There were loud laughter all around.
"I said he was stupid. I tripped him and he fell flat on his face."
"Look at the clothes he's wearing. Can you call them clothes? The patches on them are thicker than his face."
"How can a bastard like that wear nice clothes? These tattered clothes are perfect for him!"
Song Yi lay on the ground, listening to the laughter around him, his face numb.
He stood up, casually brushed off the dust on his body, raised his arm and looked at it. A look of regret flashed in his eyes. The cloth at his elbow was slightly torn by the ground.
This terribly torn piece of clothing now had another scratch on it.
As for the sarcasm and ridicule from his classmates, Song Yi pretended not to hear them and did not react at all.
Soon, the teacher came over, scolded a few people who were delaying the team's progress, and then urged them to catch up.
Song Yi huddled at the edge of the team and moved forward with everyone else.
When we arrived at the place, teachers from each grade and class organized everyone to work together and start planting trees.
Dong Dong's class teacher came over and said to him, "Student Xiao Nai, you are weak, so don't dig here. Go over there and help deliver the saplings to everyone."
The teacher knew that Xiao Nai's father was a teacher and his mother was a famous composer, so the special care he gave him might have been intended to please him.
Dongdong also knew this, but he shook his head and said seriously: "It's okay, teacher. I have the strength. I want to dig a hole with my classmates."
"Well, that's fine too. It's up to you." The teacher nodded with a smile. He felt that although Xiao Nai's family conditions were so good, he was not spoiled or domineering at all. It was obvious that he had good family education. So he liked this student even more.
The classmates in the class also felt that Xiao Nai, who was not separated from his body, seemed more approachable and lovable, and for a while, everyone was talking at once, praising Xiao Nai.
Dongdong was surrounded by his classmates. Most of the time he just smiled and spoke very little, but once he spoke, everyone listened carefully, showing his leadership style.
The students were working enthusiastically, and when it was almost noon, the teacher drew an area for everyone to eat and rest within.
This was no different from a spring outing. The students cheered and formed small groups of two or three, each finding a place to play.
Dongdong followed a few classmates to find a lawn with a big rock. He sat on the grass, leaning against the rock, and opened the rice ball that Anhua had prepared for him.
Rice balls are made of rice and glutinous rice, and are filled with eggs, diced carrots, and diced ham. They look appetizing and are rich in nutrition.
When the people around saw it, they all exclaimed "Wow".
"Xiao Nai, what is this you brought? It looks delicious."
The dry food that other people brought was mostly steamed buns, and those with poor conditions even brought cornbread. There was no such thing as rice balls in the local area, so everyone found it strange.
Dongdong introduced it to everyone, and then proudly said: "This is made by my mother. My mother can cook everything, sweet and sour spare ribs, braised pork, steamed pork with rice flour, lion's head... and it tastes delicious."
"Wow, Xiao Nai, you are so happy."
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