Xu Yanshu glanced at Xu Chacha, who was practically wagging her tail happily around Wen Mubai, and pursed her lips, "I'll go with you guys."
As long as she wasn't looking, her sister's elbow was always pointing at her.
Xu Yanshu has now mastered the art of burying one's head in the sand.
Wen Mubai had never played this kind of shooting game before, and she was a little worried about repeating the same mistake she made with the claw machine. But when she saw Xu Chacha's expectant starry eyes, she softened and bought it.
"Ten yuan for three chances. Hitting three red balloons wins the first prize, and so on."
Wen Mubai held up the dark green toy gun, his outstretched arm forming a beautiful curve in his forearm. His left eye was half-closed while his right eye was fixed on the target, and he gently snapped his index finger.
"Boom"
"Congratulations! You hit a red one right away. Two more shots and you'll win the first prize."
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Mu rolled his eyes and shot out two more arrows.
"Bang bang"
"Yay! Is it the first prize, Uncle!" Xu Chacha jumped up and clapped for Wen Mubai, ran to the stall owner, and stared at him with her bright eyes.
The stall owner looked extremely grim; who would have thought that he would be in the red within half an hour of opening his stall today?
"Hahaha... Yes, miss, your technique is really good." The toy gun had been tampered with; the crosshair and the firing point weren't on the same line. Who would have thought that this girl wouldn't even bother with trial and error and would just take it away for ten yuan?
"The first prize is an instant camera." He took down the box from the top of the shelf.
Because it had been sitting for so long, the shell was covered in dust. He reluctantly wiped it clean and handed it to Xu Chacha.
"Here you go, little one."
Xu Chacha held the gifts in both hands, "Thank you, Uncle! You're so generous!"
Stall owner: Stop talking, Uncle's going to cry!
...
Xu Chacha held the Polaroid camera and fiddled with it, but found that she didn't seem to know how to use it. Wen Mubai took it from her.
"look up."
"Huh?" Xu Chacha looked in the direction of her voice, a silly grin on her face as if she had just gotten a good deal.
The flash went off so fast that she didn't even have time to close her eyes before the photo popped out from under the camera.
Wen Mubai held the photo, shook it a few times, and the bracelet on his wrist swayed. "Okay."
She handed the photo to Xu Chacha, and seeing that she was still staring blankly, she casually pinched her cheek.
Wen Mubai's hands were always a little cold. Xu Chacha rubbed her chubby cheeks and complained that her face would get even rounder if she kept going like this, but as soon as she saw the photo, her sullen face immediately broke into a smile.
"nice!"
Wen Mubai may have just picked the angle randomly, but the light and shadow in the photo, as well as the proportions of the person and the background, are perfectly matched.
She captured the exact moment Xu Chacha turned her head. In the photo, she is looking at the camera, her hair still half-suspended in the air, and the lanterns hanging at the entrance of the barbecue stall behind her illuminate half of her face, her bright eyes and white teeth shining in a radiant smile.
Wen Mubai flipped over the camera box he hadn't thrown away yet; it had a note written on it.
[Record all the beautiful things around you]
"Let's leave this photo to Auntie," she suggested to Xu Chacha.
"Then I'll take a picture of Auntie too, to keep as a souvenir."
Xu Chacha imitated her just now, took a picture, and then raised her arm and swung it wildly.
“It really works.” She held up the photos with both hands, comparing them to Wen Mubai in person, and nodded. “Yeah, he looks better in person.”
Xu Chacha carefully placed the photo into the innermost compartment of her backpack, zipped it up tightly, and turned the bag around to face her. (GZH: lesbian2088, all yuri resources are available)
"Let's go, Auntie." Xu Chacha took her hand.
The lantern festival sign could be seen from a distance; it was located at the entrance of an alley in a commercial street. The alley was not narrow, and on both sides, bright red dragon claws made of colored lanterns rose from the ground, creating a realistic and exquisite effect, with the patterns on each dragon scale meticulously depicted.
The lantern festival's theme also fits the National Day celebrations perfectly, with a wide variety of lanterns hanging from the entrance and stretching out in front of you, so long you can't see the end even if you stand on tiptoe.
The two met up with Xu's parents and spent the entire lantern festival walking around. Their hands were constantly holding cameras. When Xu's mother returned to the hotel that night and organized the photos, the album's memory had increased by 1 GB.
"What kind of crap did I take pictures of?" She scrolled through her phone, trying to delete a few.
The first swipe shows a photo of Xu Chacha holding a lantern and smiling at the camera. The next swipe shows a close-up of Xu Chacha's profile while eating cotton candy. Scrolling further, you'll see Xu Chacha smiling with her eyes crinkled and reaching out to the camera for a hug.
Of the ten photos, three are landscapes and seven are of Xu Chacha.
How could I bear to delete photos of my precious daughter!
The baby is not at fault; the problem lies with the phone's memory!
...
The happier Xu Chacha was in F Town, the more miserable she became after returning home.
Xu Yanshu dragged her out of bed at six in the morning to finish her homework. Her dedication was even greater than that of the proctor. She had already finished her own homework, so she sat next to her with an extracurricular book, checking each subject as she finished it.
On the last night before the holiday, Xu Chacha looked like a walking corpse.
Elementary school students' homework is not difficult, but the amount is huge, especially copying, which often requires copying three or four times. She felt like her wrist was broken on the spot after she finished writing it.
The physical exhaustion led to mental fatigue in Xu Chacha, and she went to bed an hour earlier than usual.
While the neighbor next door was still watching Ultraman Tiga on TV, little Xu Chacha was already lying in bed, ready to drift off to sleep.
"bite--"
Upon hearing the notification tone, Xu Chacha suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed her phone, and saw the message note. Her back pain was gone, her hands didn't hurt anymore, and even her eyes looked bright again.
Dear Auntie: Asleep?
She immediately replied with a "no".
The messaging interface switched to a call, and Xu Chacha tapped to answer, holding the phone to her ear. "Auntie, are you done with your work?"
She knew that Wen Mubai had been very busy these past few days. In addition to the group assignments at school, Lang Shu was also urging her to submit her first draft, so she hadn't dared to send any messages these past few days, only checking in with good morning and good night messages every day.
"Finished with work." Wen Mubai's voice didn't sound as tired as expected, but rather carried a familiar warmth. "Just passing by."
Just passing by?
Xu Chacha jumped out of bed, slipped on her slippers and walked to the balcony. To her surprise, she saw Wen Mubai looking up at her from downstairs.
"Auntie!" she shouted excitedly on tiptoe, "I'm coming down right now."
"No need." Wen Mubai smiled at her from downstairs, handing the box in his hand to Butler Zhang who came out of the door. "Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."
Xu Chacha ignored him and shouted into the phone, "I'm coming down now, don't go."
She quickly ran downstairs and rushed to the entrance. Wen Mubai, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, tilting his head to look at her, who was panting. "How many times have I told you not to be so clumsy? What if you fall?"
Xu Chacha hugged her tightly, her arms encircling her slender waist. "If you go back to school, I won't see you for a long time."
Wen Mubai patted her head and said, "Auntie will come back to see you every two weeks, okay?"
She made another promise.
“Okay!” Xu Chacha looked up, her crescent-shaped eyes shining.
"Go to sleep, you can look at the gift tomorrow, goodnight."
Xu Chacha, led by Butler Zhang, reluctantly said goodbye to Wen Mubai, "Auntie, be careful on your way home."
"I've driven the car." Wen Mubai gestured to her with the car keys in his hand.
"Okay, drive slowly, don't run red lights, and make sure your seatbelt is on..."
Wen Mubai interrupted her with a laugh, "Alright, little darling, are you going to memorize the entire safety manual before you go to sleep?"
Okay.
Xu Chacha wanted another hug, and only turned to go inside after watching Wen Mubai's slender figure disappear.
She opened the box that Wen Mubai had brought; inside was her favorite mille-feuille cake and a painting wrapped in silk.
The little girl in the painting has her hands behind her back, turned to the side, and her smile is brighter than the sun. Unlike the sketch she drew casually last time, this painting is carefully painted with watercolors. The treatment of light and shadow and every strand of hair reflects Wen Mubai's dedication.
She was wearing a light green dress, adorned with white gardenias at the waist and hem. The dress appeared to be made of layers of tulle, and every girl at this age would love to own such a fairy-like dress.
Her handwritten words are still visible in the lower right corner.
[for my angel]
Chapter 34
On Monday, when she went back to school, Wang Fang took advantage of her lunch break to call Xu Chacha to her office.
Xu Chacha stood up and followed, her heart pounding. Could it be that she had been caught deliberately omitting something during her copying?
"Close the door, the teacher wants to say a few words to you."
The other teachers in the office went to their dormitories for lunch break, but the PE teacher in the corner was sleeping on a recliner, snoring loudly.
Xu Chacha did as Wang Fang said, and returned with her hands awkwardly behind her back. "Teacher Fangfang, what do you want to say?"
"Don't you think the things the teacher says in class are all very simple?" Wang Fang took out her test paper.
So that's what you were talking about. Xu Chacha breathed a sigh of relief and straightened her back.
"It's alright."
“You can understand the textbook content at a glance, right?” Wang Fang continued, “I’ve never seen you stumped. You don’t pay attention in class and you still get full marks on every exam.”
Xu Chacha: "..."
Would it seem too arrogant of her to nod?
"So, Ms. Fangfang, do you want me to pay more attention in class? I'll try to be more attentive in the future."
“No.” Wang Fang pulled out another form from somewhere. “Go back and discuss with your parents whether you want to skip a grade. If you do, have them fill out the form and sign it.”
"Skip a grade?" Xu Chacha didn't take the form and refused decisively, "I don't want to skip a grade."
Wang Fang looked at her and asked patiently, "Why don't you want to skip a grade? Is it because you're reluctant to leave your classmates or are you worried about not getting along well with your older brothers and sisters in higher grades? Don't rush to refuse. Go home and discuss it with your parents."
Xu Chacha maintained her firm stance, "No need, Mom and Dad respect my opinion."