A Young Woman's Heart

People, more or less, will always boast.

Some people like to brag all the time, while others just say it occasionally.

Children, who are still exploring the world, especially love to boast.

But most of the time, their boasts are hilarious.

It's like a farmer fantasizing about what kind of hoe the emperor would use to till the land.

Yet, many people still enjoy it immensely.

After all, there aren't many forms of entertainment these days, so bragging and chatting have become the easiest way to pass the time.

"My dad caught one this big when he went fishing last time!!" A boy exaggeratedly spread his arms wide, as if to show that it was a fish he couldn't hold. "We ate it for days!"

"Pshaw, this is nothing. My dad caught a fish twice the size of this last time!"

"My dad caught a whale last time!"

"Your dad isn't home!"

"Isn't your dad often away from home too?"

"That's when I come back occasionally."

"My dad only comes back occasionally."

Younger students often get together and boast about unrealistic things.

“Catching fish is nothing. Let me tell you, the time my dad took me to the city, we ran into some thugs at night. He picked up a beer bottle and beat up five of them all by himself. Two others ran away in fear. When the police came, my dad just called one of my uncles, and with one sentence, they arrested those thugs and took them to the hospital.” Wen Tianhang proudly touched his nose, completely unaware that Teacher Qiu Yi and his father were standing behind the door.

The other children also kept their heads down and shouted loudly, without looking outside at all.

Qiu Yi and Wen Tianhang's father stood there in perfect unison, not going in, mainly wanting to hear what the children were talking about.

"Your dad is pretty amazing." It's rare to see someone offer some praise instead of continuing to give their father an even bigger boost.

"Yeah, my dad is really tough, but he's afraid of my mom."

“That won’t do. My dad dares to hit my mom. He hits her if she doesn’t buy me food.”

"Exactly, how can a man be afraid of a woman?"

"But there are some really strong women too. My dad fought a female special forces soldier when he was young, and he only managed to win after a lot of hard work."

"Then your dad isn't good enough. My dad can take on ten women by himself."

Wen Tianhang was a little unhappy, and he immediately tried to steal the spotlight: "What's the use of hitting women? My dad found me five mothers!"

"Damn it." The man couldn't help but curse.

Qiu Yi covered her forehead, unable to suppress her laughter.

"Wen Tianhang, what nonsense are you talking about!" He finally stepped out from behind the door and slapped him on the head hard. "Don't talk nonsense, you only have one mother."

The other children all laughed: "Wen Tianhang is bragging again!"

"Exactly, he's always talking nonsense."

“Dad! You’re finally back!” He opened his eyes wide and rushed into his father’s arms, nuzzling his head against him. “You haven’t been back for so long.”

"How long?"

"Has it been a year?"

"You're talking nonsense again!" The man hoisted Wen Tianhang up and placed him on his shoulder. "Aren't you itching for a beating every day? Huh? I just got back last month, huh? How come it's been a year already? Huh?"

As he spoke, he walked outside and greeted Qiu Yi, "Excuse me, Teacher Qiu, I'll take him back first?"

"Alright, let's go by water, be careful."

“There are big ships.” The man smiled, but when he turned around, his face immediately darkened, and he slapped Wen Tianhang’s head hard. “You brat, talking nonsense! Did you say in the village that your mother and I are divorced? And you told your grandfather too? You deserve a beating! Get down here, I’m going to give you a good beating today!”

"Ah—it wasn't me who said it—" Wen Tianhang ran around the playground, clutching his head and butt. "It was someone else who said it!"

"Who?"

"Uh...uh..."

"Wasn't it you who said it!"

"But others have said the same thing!"

"That's all from what you said, it's getting more and more exaggerated. Your mother and I are together every day, how come I didn't know? We're divorced, and I've had several girlfriends? Huh? You brat!"

Wen Tianhang ran frantically toward the school gate, while his father chased after him, laughing and scolding.

It wasn't a real fight, just a lesson to teach him a lesson.

Children always brag without considering the occasion.

And they boast about everything, whether it's good or bad.

Adults often think that children don't lie, but in reality, children are the best at lying.

If you take every word they say seriously, you'll get into trouble sooner or later.

Boasting is a way to gain attention.

Once children learn this, they will continue to abuse it for the sake of results.

Some families have even broken apart because of their children.

This is not unusual.

In front of the small dock in the distance, a medium-sized cargo ship slowly started to move, with white smoke billowing from its chimney, as if it were about to merge with the clouds in the sky.

Qiu Yi suddenly slapped his forehead: "Wait a minute! It's Friday, this kid still has to go to school all day!"

The original plan was to have eight classes on Friday, just like before, but to prevent the children from getting too tired, we changed it to only two classes on each afternoon.

No wonder he made a mistake.

"Cough... oh well, I guess I'll just take this as a leave of absence." He walked towards Ye Wen's office, struggling with how to explain his dereliction of duty.

Although most will eventually be allowed to pass, the procedures involved are different.

"Teacher Qiu, is there no class tomorrow?" In the corridor, Qiao Shishi suddenly rushed over and hugged his leg.

"what?"

"What you just said, my dad came right after school."

"Oops, I misspoke earlier, your dad is coming tomorrow."

"Huh?"

"He had some family matters to attend to, so he left early."

"Is that so? There's still one day left..."

"Yes, there's still one day left."

"I told you there was no way we'd have a holiday tomorrow." The boy next to me stuck out his tongue. "Tsk, and you still say there's going to be a holiday."

"I remembered wrong! Humph!" Qiao Shishi puffed out her cheeks and crossed her arms. "I curse your dad not to pick you up tomorrow!"

"Hehe, my home is on the island, I can go back by myself." He made a walking gesture with a smug look, glancing sideways at Qiao Shishi.

To adults, it's just a squabble between children.

But suddenly, Qiao Shishi burst into tears.

She cried as she said that the boy had bullied her and that Qiu Yi should punish him.

This left Qiu Yi somewhat amused and exasperated: "Alright, alright, stop talking about her. I made a mistake."

“We didn’t say anything, she just wanted to cry.”

Now, Qiao Shishi cried even louder.

Li Wanyan came upon hearing the noise, walked to the door, and looked at Qiu Yi with a hint of suspicion: "Teacher, what's wrong?"

"What? What did I do wrong? I didn't make her cry..."

"Oh, Shishi, come here." Li Wanyan reached out her hand to her, "Teacher will hug you."

"Ok!"

"This kid's face changes so quickly..."

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Chapter Forty-Eight Mother and Daughter

At noon, Wang Qianyu also came to the gymnasium to cool off.

She wore a light Lolita dress with an intricate pattern, but without the heavy embellishments.

Wang Jiale, who was standing to the side, did the same.

The two have very similar clothing styles. In fact, the outfit that Wang Jiale is wearing was a gift from Wang Qianyu.

She has always been very kind to her English class representative.

These clothes are very expensive. Even if Wang Jiale wanted to buy them, he would have to beg his parents for half a year and get good grades first.

Several older girls gathered around and chatted with the two of them.

Wang Jiale and Wang Qianyu are both very easy-going teachers, and they are also very talkative.

Wang Jiale, in particular, can rattle off a whole bunch of gossip and horror stories.

In just over two weeks, these guys have become quite close to Wang Jiale.

Girls who are not quite grown up are most sensitive to whether clothes look good or not.

They had never actually seen clothes like these before.

Wang Jiale and Wang Qianyu also wore it for the first time here.

"Teacher, this dress is so pretty!" Hao Xuanxuan, a sixth-grader, pinched the hem of Wang Jiale's dress and said with a look of envy.

"Isn't it pretty? Study hard, so you can buy it yourself in the future," Wang Qianyu encouraged.