Age: My Small World

Chapter 42 Small Note

It's another day of school.

As usual, Yang Jun came to Xiao Yuer's house early.

This time, she didn't do any heavy work, but came back from outside carrying a basket of still green sweet potato vines.

"Brother Xiaoshan, good morning." Xiaoyuer greeted him, waving his sickle.

"Going to the fields so early." Yang Jun helped her take down the backpack and put it away. It was not heavy.

"It's getting late. It was already daybreak when I got up." Xiao Yuer was in high spirits and immediately took his cloth bag from the windowsill.

"The sweet potato vines are still edible these days, but it will be too late to eat them."

"Yeah, it seems I have to stock up more when I come back in the evening." Yang Jun was thinking about getting some sweet potatoes from the fields and bringing them into the small world. After the corn was ripe, he would allocate a few more acres of land to plant sweet potatoes.

Compared with corn, the harvest of sweet potatoes is larger. When food is about to be scarce, the more food the better, and it doesn’t matter whether it is corn or sweet potatoes.

"Let's go, Brother Xiaoshan." Xiaoyuer put on his bag and pulled him.

"Not waiting for Ai Min anymore?" Yang Jun followed her out the door.

"Mom, let him sleep a little longer. The school isn't far away anyway."

It’s only a half-hour journey, which is not far for an elementary school.

Although Aunt Fan Ping treats the siblings equally and supports Xiaoyuer to go to high school, deep down she still values the boy more. This is inevitable, and Xiaoyuer is very open-minded about it.

"Okay, let's go then."

As soon as they left the village, he reached out to the little girl again.

"Spread your hands, and your brother Jun will perform a magic trick for you."

"What is magic?" Xiao Yuer stared with innocent eyes, quite curious.

Yang Jun slapped his forehead and forgot.

"It's just a trick."

"Brother Xiaoshan, do you know this?" Xiaoyuer covered his mouth and laughed, not believing him at all.

The two grew up together, so it can be said that Cheng Xiaoyu knows Yang Jun very well.

"Just tell me whether you will lend a hand or not." Yang Jun chuckled, grabbed her braid and pulled it.

"Yang Jun! I've been weaving this all morning, don't tear it apart."

When Xiaoyuer gets anxious, he will call his name, but he is not actually angry.

Then the little hands were spread out, with curiosity in his eyes.

Yang Jun pretended that there was something in the cloth bag, then took it out and put it in Cheng Xiaoyu's palm.

"Ah! Why is it a bowl?"

She exclaimed, and then saw that there were dumplings inside, and even some shredded meat at the bottom.

Yang Jun collected some of it last night and placed it on the stone platform, just so that Xiao Yuer could have a taste and replenish his body at the same time.

“Dumplings, meat!”

"Brother Xiaoshan, your family is having dumplings."

As the little girl spoke, she pushed the bowl back.

"I don't want this."

"Xiao Yu'er, just eat when I tell you to. Don't be so nagging. You look so thin. If you don't eat something good to replenish your body, it will be difficult for you to have children in the future." Yang Jun said mercilessly while handing over a pair of chopsticks.

"It's just a few dumplings. I'm not asking you to bankrupt my family. What are you afraid of?"

"But……"

"Don't worry, just throw it away for me if you don't want to eat it." Yang Jun used the method of waste again.

"OK then."

"Brother Xiaoshan, I... I am sure I can......" The little girl hesitated as she spoke, her voice getting lower and lower, and she didn't push the bowl away anymore.

She didn't know what she was thinking about, or maybe her face turned red out of embarrassment.

Most people wouldn't be able to hear her mumbling, but Yang Jun could hear it clearly, but he just smiled. Then the little girl started eating like a kitten.

"These are the dumplings Auntie made. They're delicious."

"Of course, my mother's cooking skills are very good." Yang Jun agreed deeply.

There wasn’t much food and Xiaoyuer finished it in a minute.

She put the bowl and chopsticks into her cloth bag, prepared to wash them at school, and then help bring them home to return to Brother Xiaoshan.

In the school, Class 1, Grade 1 classroom.

Liu Xin looked at Jiang Xueying in surprise.

The day before yesterday, she went to jump rope as soon as she got out of school. In the evening, when her mother Jiang Kehua came back, she severely scolded her.

At first, he felt very aggrieved, but when he learned that Jiang Xueying almost got into trouble, he began to blame himself.

Of course, she thought that after such an incident, Jiang Xueying would not come to class again. Who would have thought that just one day later, she left the hospital and returned to school.

Compared to her original calm and peaceful face, Jiang Xueying now looked a little sick and her face was much paler, but she still persisted.

Perhaps apart from studying, she doesn't know what else she can stick to. Only in school can she feel that she is still alive.

"Classmate Jiang Xueying, are you okay?" Liu Xin asked carefully.

"I was wrong about what happened the day before yesterday. I shouldn't have left early."

"Student Liu Xin, this is none of your business. It's my own illness."

Jiang Xueying smiled at her, without any sign of blame.

Liu Xin didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, strictly speaking, the two of them were quite strangers.

Jiang Xueying shifted her gaze and looked behind her, as if she saw the hands holding her.

Just at this moment, Yang Jun and Xiao Yuer walked into the classroom one after another.

"It's best to preview the lessons you're going to take when you come back later, so that you won't find it too strenuous." Yang Jun gave an order, and Xiao Yuer nodded.

"Jiang Xueying seems to have come to class too. Is she okay?"

Xiao Yuer said something furtively.

"I still have to go running. Put down your bag and go over first."

As Yang Jun spoke, he couldn't help but look back, and sure enough, he saw Jiang Xueying.

When he went back to put down his things and was about to leave, she was still hesitant to speak.

The morning still starts with running, and the training cannot stop.

After sitting back in the classroom, Wang Kui invited him to go out for a cigarette in the few minutes before class. Without a doubt, Wang Kui had no choice but to ask a few other smoking buddies to go out.

Yang Jun took out the book and was about to open it, but Jiang Xueying in the front row suddenly turned around and handed him a note.

When I opened it, I saw that it said: Yang Jun, thank you for that day.

He smiled instantly, thought for a moment, and wrote on the back of the note: "We are all classmates, no need to thank me."

He tapped her back with his fingertips, and the little girl was suddenly startled. When she came to her senses, she realized it was him. She held the small note he had handed to her in her hand and quickly reached out to take it. She looked a little flustered, probably because she didn't expect him to reply to her.

She unfolded it and saw that it was her own handwriting.

wrong.

When I turned to the other side, I found the words written on it.

The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw Yang Jun's beautiful regular script, as if she had discovered something interesting.

After a pause, she tore off another piece of paper and started writing something again.

Yang Jun didn't notice these things from behind, but when he was reading, the little hand in front of him secretly reached out from the side of the wall.

He took the note again.

"My mom told me that you carried me to the hospital, so of course I want to thank you."

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