Two Birds with One Stone (2)
Jiang Xiumei was stunned. After she heard that, she put Jiang Xiaoman on her lap while repeatedly cooing, âMy dear baby.â
âPa! Pa! Pa!â
Xiaoman got another spanking.
âWah wah wahâ¦Grandma doesnât love me anymoreâ¦Wah wah wah!â
âYouâre so amazing, huh? Jiang Xiaoman?!â Jiang Xiumei said, âIf you dare not go to school, I will throw you from the second floor!â
âUncle also said the same thing! Youâre all so horrible!â Jiang Xiaoman was still struggling.
Jiang Xing immediately corrected her. âI said I was going to jump myself!â
The child was crying so miserably Jiang Xiumei couldnât bear spanking her anymore, so she put her back down.
Studying was imperative, no matter how much Xiaoman resisted it.
Jiang Xiumei thought about it for a while and thought that it might have been her fault.
She only provided her with green onions and water chestnuts. Being smart and clever1 were fine, but how could one study just by relying on those? You also need to work hard. If you fish for three days and hang the net for two days, it would be pointless.
Jiang Xingâs brain was not bad. He was smart. However, he was not as good at studying as his sister. This was not a problem with his IQ; it was just a problem with his laziness! Had the uncleâs bad habit rubbed off on his niece?
Jiang Xiumei reflected on her mistake. She put down the half-cooked dinner and ran to the vegetable market to buy a bunch of celery1.
A large handful of celery: stir-fried pork with celery, stir-fried celery with celery, boiled celery, celery porridge, celery celery celery. It was celery as far as the eye could see.
Jiang Xiaoman was dumbfounded.
She didnât like carrots or celery! Children were picky eaters with all kinds of weird preferences; of course, she was not an exception!
âQuickly eat. After you eat, go to school tomorrow. Donât make any more trouble.â Jiang Xiumei gave her a big bite of celery. Celery, celery, everything was celery.
Jiang Xiaoman pursed her lips and sobbed, âI-I-I-I can go to school tomorrow, but can I skip the celery?â
Jiang Xiumei frowned again. She almost slammed the chopsticks on the table and roared, âWow, youâre so smart, huh, Jiang Xiaoman! Weâve only been in the city for a few days, but youâve already absorbed all the bad habits! You wonât go to school and wonât eat. What, are you going to fly next?â
Grandma was very angry. Jiang Xiaoman didnât dare to act up anymore, so she could only finish eating the celery with tears in her eyes.
She was suffering.
But it was not over yet.
Who knew how much celery Jiang Xiumei bought? She had a tableful of celery at night, but there was still a lot left in the basket. Not only would she have to continue eating celery porridge for breakfast the next day, but she also had to bring a bunch to school.
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She didnât want to!
No other kids would bring them!
Why did she have to bring green onions, water chestnuts, and celeries to school?!
Green onions could still be eaten raw for breakfast, but did she also have to eat the celeries raw? Even if Yu Qingshi was a good kid, surely he wouldnât help her this time?
Jiang Xiaoman was very sad.
She thought about it all night and knew that she still had to go to school.
She didnât want to be thrown down from the second floor by Grandma, she didnât want Uncle to jump down from the second floor, and she didnât want Teacher Tang to think that she was a child who could not persevere.
Haahâ¦what should she do now? Not only did she have to go to school, but she also had to bring celery with her.
Celery was so conspicuous, just like green onions. You couldnât hide them secretly.
Jiang Xiaoman was dying from stress.
She thought about it all night.
Xiaoman asked the system to wake her up very, very early the next day.
She took the bunch of celery and went to the breakfast shop at the edge of the alley. She stared at the owner of the breakfast shop without saying anything. She just kept staring and staring at him.
Footnote:
1. Green onions and chestnuts rhyme with smart/clever. Celery rhymes with diligence. As you could already tell, Jiang Xiumei is very superstitious.
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