Xiaomanâs Handicraft Class (3)
Jiang Xiaoman sniffed and stopped crying. She finally realized why she lost.
Last night, Grandma also offered to help, but Jiang Xiaoman refused. It turned out that you need the help of adults! She remembered it now!
Jiang Xiaoman was looking forward to getting the first place on the next handicraft class.
It was just that the handicraft class had changed again. This time they werenât making flower baskets, but clay figurines.
After returning home, Jiang Xiaoman asked eagerly, âGrandma, can you make clay figurines?â
âDoes your kindergarten still teach people to play with mud?â
âItâs not playing with mud. Itâs making clay figurines. You know...making figurines from clay!â
Jiang Xiumei didnât like children playing with mud because it made clothes too difficult to wash. Jiang Xiaoman was usually told not to go to dirty and smelly places, so her mud playing skills were not good.
âNo, maybe your uncle could,â Jiang Xiumei said, âHe grew up playing in the mud.â
âOhââ
Jiang Xiaoman thought about it.
She got annoyed because Uncle had gone back to the village and was not at home.
How could he help her with handicraft lessons?
Jiang Xiaoman took twenty cents and went to the small shop to make a call.
Jiang Xiaoman was happy again. She clapped her hands and said that she would be waiting for Uncle to come back.
The twenty cents worth of phone time was up, and Jiang Xiaoman hung up.
She couldnât make one herself, but she could wait for her uncle to make one. She began looking forward to what kind of surprise her uncle would bring her tomorrow.
The next day, Jiang Xing woke up early and rushed back from the village to bring the child to school.
He brought a figurine back and covered it with a red cloth. It was almost as big as Jiang Xiaoman.
Jiang Xiaoman tried to lift it up, but it wouldnât budge.
âWhat is this?â
âSecret.â Jiang Xing said with a smile. âThis time, you will get first place. I promise there is nothing as beautiful as this in the city. This is our familyâs treasure. I brought it for you.â
Since it was a treasure, it had to be good. Jiang Xiaoman nodded and let Jiang Xing take the figure into the classroom and lift the red cloth.
Ha!
Holy shit!
Covered under the red cloth was a majestic, vicious stone lion!
âWaa!!â
âWaow!!â
âWaooow!!â
â!!!â
The children were shocked, Yu Qingshi was shocked, Teacher Yang was shocked, and Jiang Xiaoman was also shocked.
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