Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Miaomiao didn’t want to do homework, Miaomiao just wanted to sleep.

Since it couldn’t sleep anymore, then might as well find Fragrance to play together.

Miaomiao quickly slipped away.

Yu Qingshi stayed alone in the empty room, his mind in a daze.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was better to read books and do homework.

But… this felt a bit too pitiful.

Should he invite Zhang Xinhua?

Nah, no need.

Let’s just do homework.

–

On the day of the school registration, Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi went out together.

They no longer needed adults to pick them up since a long time ago.

The two children were good friends and usually always kept each other company. Now that they were already this big, they no longer needed anyone to watch over them.

Of course, this was also related to Jiang Xiaoman’s increased martial prowess.

On the way, Jiang Xiaoman asked Yu Qingshi, “When I went out, I saw Grandma stopping you, as if she was going to give you something.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Qingshi silently took out two things from his schoolbag.

It was one green onion and one water chestnut.

“Your Grandma said that junior high school lessons are harder, so we have to bring more to deal with it.”

Yu Qingshi was now able to handle things very well.

He knew what to do with these things.

He was just afraid that if Jiang Xiaoman also brought as much, then Zhang Xinhua might not be able to finish it all by himself.

Did he have to eat them too?

It appeared like… not really.

Yu Qingshi began to regret not bringing some dipping sauce.

At least he wouldn’t need to eat the green onions raw.

Jiang Xiaoman also silently took out two things from her school bag.

There weren’t green onions and water chestnuts, but a red apple and a handful of…celery.

When Yu Qingshi saw the celery, his brows furrowed.

“Grandma said that I have been bringing too many green onions and water chestnuts. Being too smart is also not good, so she had me bring apples and celery. Celery makes me work hard, and apples keep me safe.” Jiang Xiaoman felt a headache coming.

Yu Qingshi said, “I understand.”

“Huh?” What did he understand?

“Turn the celery into juice.”

“…” Jiang Xiaoman looked confused: “Why?”

“Didn’t you do it that way with me before?”

“…”

Jiang Xiaoman thought about it seriously for a while, and apologized, “I’m sorry, but leave the celery to be cooked when we get back. Remember to come for dinner tonight.”

She didn’t understand things before, but it seemed that she had been too bad to Yu Qingshi back then.

After learning her lesson, Jiang Xiaoman said, “I will help you take care of them this time.”

After saying that, she took the water chestnut in her hand and started to eat.

A few bites later, and she was done.

Jiang Xiaoman said, “What do you think, aren’t I amazing?”

“…?” What about the green onions?

Yu Qingshi glanced at the green onions in his hand, and suddenly felt that he could also take them home and have them turned into a plate of green onions and celery stir-fry.

It seemed pretty good too.

But this bunch of green onions could not be kept until they went home in the evening, because they had to take care of it at school.

Zhang Xinhua had gotten there earlier than them, and when he saw Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi enter the school one after another, he immediately shouted, “I’m over here!”

Although Yu Qingshi wanted to pretend that he didn’t see him and didn’t know him, Jiang Xiaoman had already greeted Zhang Xinhua happily, so he could only follow.

Zhang Xinhua exclaimed ‘wow’ exaggeratedly and started blowing rainbow farts¹ at Jiang Xiaoman, “Xiaoman, I haven’t seen you for a few days and you seem to have become taller and more beautiful than before!”

This was his golden thigh! He must hold on to it tightly! Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to copy her homework in the future.

Jiang Xiaoman embarrassedly patted her cheeks, “Thank you, you flatter me.”

Zhang Xinhua wanted to continue praising her, but suddenly a handful of green onions appeared in front of him.

Zhang Xinhua was taken aback for a moment, then grinned as he glanced at Yu Qingshi who was silent. He patted his chest and said, “I knew it, you must have brought me green onions again!”

Yu Qingshi still said nothing.

“Come on! This is just a small matter!” Zhang Xinhua patted his chest and said very proudly, “I have brought buns to eat the green onions with!”

With that said, he really took out two steamed buns from his bag.

He obviously came prepared.

Zhang Xinhua split open the big steamed bun, slipped the green onions in the middle and munched them down. Just a couple of bites and he was already finished.

Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi looked at each other with the same look of surprise.

This was… too enlightening!

Jiang Xiaoman thought for a while, then took out the celery and handed it to Zhang Xinhua. “Try this?”

Zhang Xinhua really could eat.

He ate everything, almost like Miaomiao. He could eat raw green onions so happily, so maybe he could do the same with raw celery?

After all, there were things that some people didn’t like to eat, but others liked very much.

Jiang Xiaoman didn’t like to eat bitter gourd. Every time there was bitter gourd on the table, her face would turn sour. But Grandma and Uncle always praised it and called it delicious.

What was so good about it, it was obviously very bitter!

Zhang Xinhua was eating happily. When he saw another handful of green stuff, he thought that they were still green onions. He took them and casually put them in his mouth, and munch munch, took a few bites.

The celery juice flowed in his mouth, they were soon filled with the smell of raw celery… spreading…

Zhang Xinhua’s face scrunched like he was constipated, and his facial features turned ugly.

He immediately ran to the trash can and lurched a few times, vomiting everything in his mouth clean as his face turned green.

Jiang Xiaoman felt bad and handed him a bottle of water, telling him to rinse his mouth.

Just as Zhang Xinhua thanked her, Yu Qingshi suddenly said, “Is it celery juice?”

!!!

Mama, help!!

“No!! It’s mineral water!!”

Footnote:

1. bullshit flatteries