Be friends. After that, it became one of the big themes in Ziniu's life.

What is the strategy for being friends? Well, Ziniu moved that little head melon seed by himself.

Wang Chong is one of the thousands of little barbarian boys, five years old, in the world still doesn't know what a girl is, conspiracy, all day long feel that a small wooden pistol is a "king". Perhaps, it wasn't until a long time later that this bastard boy realized that when I was so young, I was pitted by a little girl with braids, and the pit was so miserable, I still regarded her as a little goddess.

Wang Chong snatched her pencil case again, Zi Niu didn't give it, Wang Chong was about to take out a small wooden pistol, Zi Niu suddenly said, "I'll tell you a story." ”

"Don't listen!"

"I'll give you a little eraser after you listen to my story, a new one!" Ziniu's words are imposing, but she is frustrated, and she is reluctant.

Wang Chong slowly let go of his hand, "You say," he was actually still fiddling with the small pistol in his hand, absolutely absent-minded.

Ziniu held the pencil case firmly in his hand, "In ancient times, there was a person who was born when the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the cows, horses, and pigs next to their house all screamed,"

"Pigs don't bark!" Wang Chong turned his head and shouted at her,

"Will scream!" Ziniu argued, "That's what it's called, ...... it" To be honest, she really learned like that, and her uncle took her to the farm to see the piglets.

Wang Chong laughed, "Pig! Pig! "Call her.

Zi Niu was angry, "You don't listen to the story!" ”

"You say," Wang Chong said to her "biubiu" with a small pistol, and Ziniu continued patiently. When her uncle told her the story, she was obedient and listened to it with relish, Wang Chong was a bad boy after all, and he was not obedient at all. Ziniu was still thinking in his heart. However, the chatter on the little mouth became more and more vivid, mainly because she remembered the story her uncle told her every time.

“…… His mother later had a dream and saw a strange-looking dragon, with such long nails, that could swallow the moon's mouth......" Zi Niu said while making movements, and gradually Wang Chong was also attracted by the "plot", "The dragon swooped out of his mother's body, and swooped into the sky, and then snapped, fell heavily to the ground, and broke the dragon's tail......"

rang the class bell, Ziniu didn't say anything, Wang Chong still pestered her and asked, "What about later," Ziniu was reluctant to take out a piggy eraser from the pencil case and handed it to him, "Here you go." Wang Chong didn't want it, but asked, "What about later!" But the other children were all seated, and he didn't dare to stand for too long, so he ran back to his small seat, and put his hands on the small table with his hands folded like the other children, but his eyes kept looking at Ziniu.

Ziniu sat in front, didn't you see this little niuniu smiling happily, and he didn't ask for the little pig eraser?

After class, Wang Chong came to her to listen to the story, and there was no "eraser" at all. One day the teacher organized a "story conference" to ask children to sign up, Wang Chong raised his little hand high, and when he turned around, he saw that Ziniu did not raise his hand.

After class, Wang Chong asked Ziniu, "Why don't you participate in the story conference?" ”

Ziniu still guarded his pencil case quite defensively, "I'm afraid I'm going to talk to you too much." ”

Well, Wang Chong finally became the little "story king" in the class at this "story conference", and he didn't forget Ziniu.

This day is after school again, Jia Fengyu took Ziniu to the small seat behind and sat down, Wang Chong's mother led Wang Chong over, at this time the little boy was very honest, even a little shy,

"It's Ziniu," Wang Chong's mother smiled kindly,

"Yes," Jia Fengyu smiled,

"You're a ...... of the cow"

"Uncle."

"Oh, thank you Ziniu, Wang Chong said that he became the king of small stories because he listened to the stories told by Ziniu, the little girl has a really good memory, do you often tell her stories at home,"

"Yes, she loves to listen to ...... too"

The two parents exchanged "parenting tips". Wang Chong listened for a while and became absent-minded again, looking around. Ziniu sat on the small seat and lowered her head to pick the lid of her small kettle to play.

Finally, after a short polite exchange between the parents, Wang Chong's mother bent down and took her son, "Chong'er, be good friends with Ziniu in the future, and learn more stories from her." ”

The little boy nodded, a little impatient, he couldn't stand up after talking for too long.

Wang Chong's mother looked at the little girl in the back seat of the car again, "Ziniu, be good friends with Wang Chong in the future, and tell Wang Chong more stories you heard from your uncle." ”

Ziniu lowered his head, still picking at the small lid,

"Ziniu?" Jia Fengyu shouted softly, and Ziniu nodded, never looking up.

When I got home that day, after dinner, Jia Fengyu was washing dishes in the kitchen, and I heard Ziniu, who had just settled her down at the small table and doing her homework, screamed,

"Uncle! Come on! My back hurts to death! ”

Ziniu's small shoulder blades are burned red, and if you look closely, it seems to be printed with the silhouette of a beautiful woman: the jaw of the white jade-like side face is slightly raised, the eyes are closed into a curved curve, the long black sideburns oozed fine beads of sweat, and some scattered hair is stuck to the flushed cheeks by sweat beads......

Ziniu was crying in pain, Jia Fengyu hurriedly walked to the kitchen to open the refrigerator while comforting her, poured a whole bottle of milk into the basin, and went into the bathroom to scoop up Ziniu's joyful little towel, soaked it in milk and kept soaking, "Okay, it won't hurt if you wipe it." "Wring out the towel and gently apply it to the red-hot ground.

After a while, it was better, Ziniu sobbed, "Was it bitten by the little devil?" "Little girl, the pain is bitten by something, and recently "Harry Potter" and "magic" have become popular among children again, so she asked.

Jia Fengyu's eyes looked a lot deeper, but his expression was still warm, and he comforted her gently, "Ziniu, my back will often hurt here in the future, just take milk and apply it like this, this is our family's genetics, and my uncle sometimes hurts." ”

"Were they all bitten by the little devil," Zi Niu had to have a verification,

Jia Fengyu smiled, "If you want to be bitten by a little devil, let's catch the little devil and beat him in the future." ”

Zi Niu nodded, "I'm going to bite him too......"

In fact, Ziniu is too young to find a pattern, this "back pain" really doesn't happen often, and she will be bitten by a "little devil" after only one situation: Fan "bullied" her, and then became a "good friend" with her...... Moreover, this "pain-relieving" prescription is not static, just take milk to compress it when you are a child, and as you grow older, the "prescriptions" of each age level are different. Of course, that's another story.

The back pain this night did not leave much impression on Ziniu, although this was the first "back pain" in her life. Jia Fengwei really told her a lot of historical stories, and it was difficult for her to listen to it, to be honest, I heard Wang Chong's mother say that she told these stories to children in kindergarten, Jia Fengwei was a little surprised, and came back and asked her to repeat it to herself. Ziniu's talent for "blind breaking" Jia Fengyu knows it in his heart, but it doesn't mean that this child's academic performance will be good.

"Ahem, I shouldn't have sent this child to the second elementary school in the first place, the pressure is too great, either rich and powerful or a prodigy elementary school bully, our son is too hard in it, which is easy to raise the child with inferiority complex." A young mom in the office teacher is sighing,

"Yo, I really don't know what we are saying about it, Erfu Xiao, that's really sharpening your head and begging grandpa everywhere to tell grandma that you don't know if you can get in, and your family's diligent size is also considered to be admitted by yourself, which is quite good. Don't they all say, 'I entered the second attached elementary school, and I won't be a small one in my life', boys, big shots, girls, big wives! "It's all laughing, just kidding.

"But this is true, like now's 'school choice' is also strict, unless your child is particularly good or your family background is hard, where to study in the future, generally speaking, the route of the second attached primary school is the best quality, and the counterpart is all provincial focus."

"So the competition is fierce, the threshold is high and high, you look at the questions of the entrance exam for primary school students, we are all teachers, to say a word of conscience, is it from people."

"When is the admission selection for the second elementary school?" Jia Fengyu, who rarely spoke, suddenly asked at this time,

The teachers were not surprised, they all knew that his sister and his wife died young, and he was alone with a little niece and daughter, Ziniu, and sometimes he also brought the little girl to school. Ziniu is going to elementary school next year, and it is indeed something he should worry about.

"Ahem, Fengxiao, I advise you, don't be forced to go to that famous school, it's really easy to spoil the child's mood there."

Jia Fengwan smiled, "I know." ”

When he came back in the evening, he asked about Ziniu, "Erfu Primary School is one stop away from our house, Chongxiao is two stations away, and there is a red scarf over there, which elementary school do you want to go to?" ”

Zi Niu is dividing the playing cards into hearts, and the hearts are grouped into a pile, and this little girl loves to play cards.

She didn't even raise her head, "Erfu is small." ”

Jia Fengyu smiled with satisfaction and touched her pigtails, "Ziniu, the second attached small is difficult to test, then we have to work hard." ”

Zi Niu let out an "um", not wanting to take his attention back from the poker at all. Hehe, where did this girl think that it would be so difficult to get the second elementary school at this time, and she cried every day in the exam!