A Young Woman's Heart

"What do you want to do when you grow up?" Mo Xueyao asked jokingly.

"To become a singer!"

"...Ahem, I hope your dream comes true." Mo Xueyao coughed lightly, and clearly saw Li Wanyan, who was washing vegetables, smile. "However, there's still a long way to go. After graduating from elementary school, there's junior high school, after junior high school, there's high school, and after high school... there's university."

"Did Sister Xiaoyao go to university?"

"Not yet, but I'll be starting soon. By the time you're in sixth grade, I'll be in college."

"Oh~ University must be so much fun!"

"Maybe?" Mo Xueyao replied ambiguously.

The godfather peeked out from behind the wall: "Xiaoyu, you should learn from your sister Xiaoyao and study hard so that you can go wherever you want in the future."

"Hey—does being a singer mean you don't have to study hard anymore?"

"Who told you that?" The godfather was both annoyed and amused. "If you don't study hard, becoming a singer will just mean working for someone else."

"Oh," Yu Jinyu responded listlessly, seemingly feeling somewhat disappointed.

Mo Xueyao let her sit on her lap, recalling those hazy memories.

I remember that in the past, my mother would often tell me to study hard like other children and be a good student. But now, I have become the "good child" in other people's eyes, the object of comparison.

Time is a magical thing; it can change a person a lot.

She sighed softly and gently stroked Yu Jinyu's head: "How are your grades, Xiaoyu?"

"Hmm...so-so, slightly above average?"

"Oh, I'm alright."

"Mathematics is so hard."

"Pfft, elementary school math should be pretty easy, right?" Mo Xueyao pinched her cheek. "What subjects do you like?"

"Music!" Her eyes immediately lit up, and she raised her hands high.

"anything else?"

"Hmm...that's all."

"Oh—can you play the piano?"

Yes! I do have piano lessons!

"I have an electronic keyboard here, would you like to try it?"

"Hey—no way, I just finished my piano lesson..." Yu Jinyu twisted her petite body, acting all coquettish.

"Okay, okay, but won't you get tired of taking so many piano lessons?"

"Hmm...it's alright...I'm still quite interested. The teacher is very gentle, and she has purple hair, she's super pretty!"

"Ah...you're not going to class at West Lake, are you?"

"Yes?"

"As expected, his surname is Zuo?"

“It’s definitely Teacher Zuo…” Yu Jinyu’s big eyes blinked. “How did Sister Xiaoyao know? Did my dad tell you?”

"No, because I also took classes with her, um..."

"So that's how it is! Teacher Zuo also has a boyfriend who's all muscles!"

Yu Jinyu, a fifth-grader, doesn't seem to be completely clueless anymore.

In fact, she probably knows quite a lot.

"Ah... haha." Mo Xueyao knew who it was, of course. She blinked and asked with a hint of teasing, "Does Xiaoyu have a boyfriend now?"

Yu Jinyu seemed a little shy all of a sudden. She looked around nervously, making sure her parents weren't nearby, before tiptoeing and whispering in her ear, "There's one..."

"Really? What kind?"

“One, one…fat man.”

"Pfft, Fatty?" Mo Xueyao almost choked on her own saliva. Although she knew that discrimination was wrong, the problem was that Yu Jinyu was a beauty, and she actually chose a fat guy as her boyfriend?

You know, humans are visual creatures.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

"What's wrong... Even though you're chubby, you're quite cute."

"Um, okay, it's nothing." Mo Xueyao quickly shook her head, trying to suppress this inappropriate prejudice. "Is he a good person?"

"Yeah, he's really nice to me and protects me! Other guys don't dare to bully me anymore!"

"Could it be the school bully...?"

"He's not the rude type; he's very gentle and makes me feel safe."

Mo Xueyao winked playfully, deciding to tease her again: "So, are you planning to marry this guy?"

"Hey—it's still early."

"Then why have a boyfriend?" she said seriously. "Dating without the intention of marriage is just being a scoundrel."

"Hmm... because... because I quite like him, and he can protect me."

"Hey, you've graduated, will you still be together?"

"Hmm... if they're in the same school, then yes."

Mo Xueyao didn't realize that Yu Jinyu was actually quite a mature child: "I thought you were going to say something like 'I want to be his bride'."

"I'm not a child anymore, can't you be more realistic!" Yu Jinyu pouted earnestly, making Mo Xueyao want to laugh.

"Hmm...hmm! It's better to be more mature, so you won't get fooled."

"Little Haruka is not cute at all now."

"ha?

"It's wrong to make fun of others. Even though I'm younger than you, we should treat each other as equals."

"Okay, okay, equality..." Mo Xueyao gently patted her head, somewhat helplessly, "It was my fault just now, I apologize, okay?"

"Okay, I forgive Sister Xiaoyao!"

“Yaoyao got a lesson from the kids,” Li Wanyan said with a soft smile, pursing her lips.

Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes and didn't reply.

……

(two)

"Wow, Sister Xiaoyao's rainbow-colored bicycle? I want my dad to buy me one too!" Kids are always restless, especially around Mo Xueyao. Yu Jinyu was also more cheerful. She ran to the rainbow-colored bicycle parked behind the fruit shop and excitedly touched it, "It's so pretty!"

"Yes, and this is a multi-speed bicycle, the tires have been changed, but it's probably unlikely you'll be able to get one."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because this is the paint my dad did."

"Did Godfather put it on? Can he put some on mine too?" Yu Jinyu cupped her hands, blinking her big, bright eyes. "Please, Sister Xiaoyao~"

"Okay... I'll talk to my dad and get you one when I have time next time."

"yeah!"

Mo Wenli and Yu Liang are sworn brothers, so their children naturally have to call each other godfather or godfather.

Yu Jinyu wasn't used to it before, and would still call him "uncle" a few times.

"What a high seat cushion."

“You’ll grow that tall someday too.” Mo Xueyao proudly raised her little face. “By the way, how tall is Xiaoyu now?”

"You were measured at 1.37 meters yesterday!"

"I estimate he'll grow a lot taller by middle school, maybe even..."

"The doctor said I might grow to 1.7 meters tall!"

"Cough...that's impossible."

How tall was Xiaoyao when she was in fifth grade?

Mo Xueyao chuckled dryly twice: "Me? When I was in fifth grade... I was already over 1.5 meters tall."

"And now?"

"Ah, Wanyan, have you started cooking? Do you need any help?" Mo Xueyao quickly looked at Li Wanyan, who relaxed her brows, pursed her lips, and shook her head.

"Hey—you really don't need any help?"

"So, how tall is Sister Xiaoyao now?"

"One and a half meters tall," Li Wanyan said casually.

"Hey! Hey!"

"You don't seem to have grown much taller?"

"Cough! It's just because I was sick and had surgery that I didn't grow taller. Otherwise, I could have grown to at least 1.7 meters tall."

"really?"

"real!"

"Pshaw, I'm not a child anymore, I don't believe you~"

Mo Xueyao looked defeated as she watched Yu Jinyu skip and hop back to the fruit shop. She then crossed her arms and looked at Li Wanyan, saying, "Kids these days are really amazing. They know so much more than I did back then."

"Perhaps your memory is faulty. You knew a lot back then too."

“Hmm, that makes sense.” Mo Xueyao pinched her chin. “It seems so. Back then, I often spouted a bunch of grand principles, but they were still very naive because they were all principles I heard from other people, and they were completely useless.”

"Okay, help me cook the vegetables, I'll go chop the radish."

"Hey, you just said you didn't need any help!"

"Just kidding."