42 Chapter 41, Your Life is Really Boring
Before the principal left, she had a good chat with Li Xu.
In the end, the bag of apples that the principal brought was left at Ji Yuanyuan’s house, and Li Xu gave the principal a bag of vegetables to take home.
The remaining days of Ji Yuanyuan’s first grade were quite peaceful.
The day before the New Year, the school had a winter break.
The children had a good time, and it was as if they had just been released from prison.
Ji Zixuan and Ji Zi’ang were also very excited. On the way back, Ji Zi’ang shouted, “God, we finally don’t have to go to class anymore.”
As he said this, he looked at Ji Zixuan, “Big Brother, let’s go back to Grandma’s house and pick some eggs, it is really delicious.”
Ji Zixuan felt a little helpless, “All you do is play and eat. Can you be successful?”
Ji Zi’ang pursed his lips, “Tsk, your life is really boring.”
He even talked about life!
Besides them, Yang Jingyi was also walking with them.
They lived in the same neighborhood, and with Yang Jingyi’s friendly personality, she had been going to school with the three of them recently.
“Yuanyuan, can’t you go to class with me next semester? I don’t want to be separated from you. I want to stay at the same table as you,” Yang Jingyi asked with a bitter face.
To be honest, Ji Yuanyuan really didn’t want to part with Yang Jingyi.
This chubby girl was both loyal and fun.
After thinking for a while, she said, “How about this? You don’t have to play during the winter break. You study all the textbooks for the first and second semesters. Next year, you can also tell the principal that you’re going to skip a grade.”
Yang Jingyi’s grades were neither too high nor too low in the class. Although she didn’t like studying as much as Ji Zi’ang, when she heard that she had to study during the winter break, she suddenly felt a headache coming.
“Is there no other way? Can you not skip a Grade?”
Ji Yuanyuan thought for a moment, “Even if we’re not in the same grade, we’re still living in the same neighborhood. We can play together in the afternoon. You can come to my house at that time.”
Yang Jingyi reluctantly accepted it.
Before parting with Ji Yuanyuan and the others, she reminded them repeatedly, “Then you can’t be friends with other children.”
After Ji Yuanyuan solemnly nodded, Yang Jingyi reluctantly went home.
The next day was Little New Year1, but Li Xu did not go home. There were still many customers in the market. If she went back early, she would earn less money by the day.
She planned to wait until the 27th or 28th of the twelfth month of the lunar year. When there was no one in the market, then she would go back to her hometown for the New Year.
Li Yong’s side was the same. He was especially busy at meal time. He would only be on vacation on the 25th or 26th of the twelfth month of the lunar year.
However, even if she didn’t go back to her hometown, Li Xu still attached great importance to Little New Year’s Eve.
That morning, after she came back from the market at around nine o’clock, Li Xu began to clean up her home.
It was a custom in the northern countryside to clean up on the Little New Year’s Day.
Li Xu used the newspaper to make a hat for herself and wore it on her head. She put on the old clothes that needed to be washed, grabbed a broom, tied it to a stick, and started to clean the ceiling.
She had lived here for several months, and the ceiling was covered in dust and some spider webs.
Ji Zi’ang looked at her curiously and said, “Mommy, fold a hat for me. I’ll clean it up...”
Li Xu had always been very patient. She was never angry when her child caused trouble while she was working.
She would even accompany her child to cause trouble. This was also why the Ji brothers had always had a strong relationship with her.
She got down from the stool and took three more newspapers. She folded one for each of the three children and put it on.
She couldn’t afford to be biased, could she?
Ji Zi’ang grabbed a broom and jumped onto the stool. As he swept the ceiling, he hummed, “I’m a painter and I’m good at painting...”
Ji Zixuan was naturally much more mature than him. He held the stool at his feet and admonished him, “Don’t dance anymore. Be careful not to fall down.”
Ji Yuanyuan watched from the side and suddenly felt a little absent-minded.
She had rarely experienced such a heartwarming scene in her past life.
In a sense, Shen Mei, Shen Lingxue, and Ji Jianguo were more like a family during the years she was by Ji Jianguo’s side. She was always a little out of place.
Sometimes, she envied Shen Lingxue for having a mother who doted on her. She also missed Li Xu very much, but they had not contacted each other for so many years, so she could not muster up the courage to do so.
Now, she was just like Shen Lingxue, a child who had a mother who doted on her.
Seeing Ji Yuanyuan’s dazed expression, Li Xu thought that she wanted to give it a try as well, so she bent down and picked her up. She instructed ji Zi’ang, “Give that to your sister to try.”
Ji Zi’ang was still a little unsatisfied, but he still obediently placed the broom in his hand in Ji Yuanyuan’s.
Ji Yuanyuan came back to his senses and reached out to take the broom. She swept it twice before returning it to Ji Ziang, “I’ll give it to you. I’m so tired.”
Ji Zi’ang took it and grinned.
After sweeping the roof, they started to clean the furniture again.
The busy day was almost over.
Around four in the afternoon, the whole house looked brand new.
Li Xu looked at the time and instructed Ji Zixuan, “Look after your younger siblings. I’ll go cook. What do you guys want to eat?”
Before the children could say anything, there was a knock on the door.
Ji Zi’ang quickly opened the door, “It can’t be uncle, right? Didn’t we agree to come over for dinner?”
He quickly ran to the door and opened it, “Uncle...”
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Before he could finish his sentence, he paused, “Uncle Zhang?”
The person standing at the door was not Li Yong, but Zhang Kun.
Ji Yuanyuan and Ji Zixuan also greeted him politely. Li Xu was also a little surprised, “Why are you here? Your unit isn’t on vacation yet?”
Zhang Kun was working in the government canteen. Logically speaking, the government departments were on vacation early, yet he had not returned yet.
Zhang Kun was carrying two boxes in his hands, “We are on holiday this afternoon. I will be going home in a while. The office has given out some gifts, and these are two boxes of snacks. The elderly at home can’t eat them, so I brought them over for the children on the way.”
Li Xu was a little surprised, “You are too polite. The children can’t eat them, so why don’t you bring them home to give them away? Aren’t they all good?”
Ji Yuanyuan rolled her eyes and deliberately asked, “Uncle Zhang, don’t you have any children at home? You can take it home and give it to your children.”
Zhang Kun looked like he was almost 30 years old this year. He looked quite energetic and had a good job.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for him not to be married.
She had wanted to ask Li Yong about this, but she had never found a suitable opportunity.
When Zhang Kun heard Ji Yuanyuan’s words, his expression showed a moment of disappointment.
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But very quickly, he pulled out a smile, “Uncle doesn’t have any children at home.”
After saying that, he took a step forward and placed the gifts in the room, “Big Sis, I’ll be leaving first.”
After saying that, he left without looking back.
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