The air froze for a moment, and there was only the sound of Bei Bei's pen scratching the paper. He was young, but he had been practicing calligraphy for two years. Recently, he was brave with pens and his hands were very strong.
Nian Nian put his hands on his hips and took a breath.
I am a sister, I can't be angry with the little old man, he is just a child.
She comforted herself, hugged the big kettle hard, opened the lid with a snap, and took a sip of orange water with an expression on her face.
When the lid was opened, two drops of juice splashed onto Bei Bei's homework book.
The young boy paused, silently raised his hand, tore off the page he had just written, and started writing again.
Nian Nian didn't notice, but she stopped talking, drank the water, and walked to the back of the classroom with her hands behind her back.
There are calligraphy and paintings on the wall behind, all painted by Beibei and his friends. There are more than ten paintings in total, but only two are by Beibei, one is a painting and one is a copybook.
The painting is a traditional Chinese painting of peony, and the characters are soft-brush hairpin flowers in small regular script.
She also learns painting every year, but she is not good at calligraphy.
She looked up, blinking her big eyes, and opened her mouth unconsciously.
The little old man is quite awesome.
She turned her head and glanced at Beibei, cleared her throat and said, "Your painting is not bad."
Beibei didn't make a sound.
Nian Nian was not angry, tilted her head, looked at the characters she didn't quite recognize, and shook her head, "But you're not good at handwriting. When you have time, my sister will teach you."
Beibei raised his head, glanced at the writing "Ghost Drawing Talisman" on the water glass, blinked, and didn't want to speak.
The sun was just right, and there was a puppy barking outside. Nian Nian was attracted to it, and he ran out to play.
It didn't take long for the puppy to be caught by her and pitifully carried into the classroom in her arms.
When Song Xiang called Beibei, Beibei had just finished writing the last page and had just closed the homework book.
"Mother."
"Baby, is school over?"
"School is over."
"Have you met Sister Niannian? Are you together?"
Beibei glanced back.
Nian Nian is sitting cross-legged on the ground, massaging the puppy with both hands. The puppy’s belly is exposed, and one person and the other are having a great time.
Beibei sat down again, looked at his homework book, and said: "There is still a little homework left to finish. I will go back when I finish it."
"Oh, then remember to bring sister Nian Nian back with you."
"knew."
Song Xiang hung up the phone.
Beibei lowered his head, took out his small schoolbag from the desk, packed his things slowly, and put the children's mobile phone on the outside.
Nian Nian picked up the puppy, which was licking her chin, and she giggled.
Suddenly, I noticed someone walking behind me.
She turned her head and looked up with wide eyes.
The little boy was wearing black shorts and a custom-made short-sleeved shirt. He was not old, but his appearance had the outline of his father. He looked down at the person with an expressionless face.
"It's dirty and germy."
Nian Nian glanced at the puppy and nodded, "It doesn't matter, I'm dirty too, and I also have bacteria."
Beibei: "..."
He was silent, turned to the front, and walked forward with his schoolbag on his back.
Nian Nian caught up with the puppy in his arms and was very proud to see that he was a head shorter than himself.
"Little old man, you have to work hard, otherwise you will just be a dwarf!"
Beibei's schoolbag was so big that it could cover almost half of his body. He didn't even look back and said, "Mom said, boys develop later. Just because I'm not as tall as you now doesn't mean I won't be as tall as you in the future."
"Also." He suddenly turned his head, put down his schoolbag on the spot, took out the pink water cup inside, and handed it to Nian Nian, "Please get your own cup."