Chapter 1551 - 898: Jiang Xiaowai vs. Xiao Yiwai, Mutual Aid Between Nephew and Uncle?
Chapter 1551: Chapter 898: Jiang Xiaowai vs. Xiao Yiwai, Mutual Aid Between Nephew and Uncle?
The summer heat was sweltering. After a sudden downpour, the sunlight pierced through the clouds. The remaining light was still vivid, and the cicadas began to buzz, bringing the heat back in full force.
Tang Wan was hunched over a worktable, carefully crafting a floral ornament with Cyan Feather work, until a phone call interrupted the silence. She glanced at the caller ID and hurriedly answered:
"Hello, Teacher Cao..."
"Your Mutang got into a fight, you better come over."
"Alright, I’m heading over right away." Tang Wan quickly put down what she was doing and rushed to the kindergarten. Chen Zhi, upon seeing her, immediately guessed that it must be their little Demon King causing trouble.
The Jiang Family’s little Demon King used to be Jiangjiang, but it’s been four or five years, and he is about to graduate from elementary school. Naturally, he’s not the same as before, climbing trees and causing mischief every day. Now it’s Jiang Xiaowai; ever since he could walk and jump, he hasn’t stayed still.
If it were just him, it’d be one thing, but there’s also the Huo Family’s little troublemaker. The two are inseparable like conjoined twins, close in age, attending the same kindergarten.
It’s said that when they were first sent to kindergarten, both families were worried, afraid the kids wouldn’t adapt and would cry to go home.
Every year kindergarten starts, scenes of "tearful goodbyes" are common, with many kids crying very dramatically.
The first time Jiang Xiaowai went to kindergarten, it was Jiang Jinsang who took him. At the entrance, a child was clinging to their mother, unwilling to stay at kindergarten.
Crying and fussing, it was akin to a large-scale child-snatching scene.
Jiang Xiaowai was dumbfounded. He knew from a young age that crying wouldn’t solve all problems, especially in front of his dad.
When he was little and didn’t understand anything, he would throw tantrums and fake tears when he didn’t get what he wanted. This trick worked for a while until one day it backfired, and his dad caught him fake crying.
Jiang Jinsang took him to the study, lowered his head to work, and merely said:
"Aren’t you fond of crying? Begin your act; feel free to perform."
Jiang Xiaowai was dumbstruck and sniffled.
"It’s not that by crying and fussing, we have to give you everything. If you want something, you should behave better, like helping Great-grandma water the plants or massaging Mom’s legs. Tears won’t get you anywhere."
Jiang Xiaowai roughly understood the meaning: if you want something, you have to earn it; there’s no free lunch.
The next morning, he got up early, and while the old lady hadn’t risen yet, he mimicked her, watering and pruning the plants...
The old lady got up and was nearly overwhelmed!
Among the plants there were some very precious ones, and watering them required careful attention.
Yet she couldn’t dampen her little great-grandson’s enthusiasm. She smiled and praised him for being sensible. The old lady specially bought a few small plants for him, letting him take care of them to cultivate his sense of responsibility...
Unsuspectingly, none of the plants survived half a month.
The skill of gardening was entirely inherited from Tang Wan.
...
Meanwhile, a teacher had already come out to greet them, "Is this the new little friend? What’s your name?"
"Jiang Mutang." Jiang Xiaowai himself didn’t particularly like the name. His parents were already quite affectionate, why use his name to show off their love?
Most importantly...
Too many strokes! Too hard to write!
Couldn’t they choose a name like Yi Yi or Er Er?
"Little friend Jiang Mutang, welcome!" Although the teacher dealt with many kids, she was still very patient.
Jiang Jinsang chatted a bit with the teacher, mainly to ask her to help take care of the child. He was about to remind his son not to cry, that he would pick him up after school when the little guy held the teacher’s hand, waved back to him, and said:
"Bye, Dad, I’m off."
Jiang Jinsang pursed his lips, was just about to wave and say goodbye, but the little one turned his head and ignored him, and just walked away?
So cool?
Jiang Xiaowai went to kindergarten, no crying, no fuss.
In his words, there were lots of kids in kindergarten, there were snacks given out, and toys to play with, why cry?
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Moreover, since he started kindergarten, he’s been inseparable from the Huo Family’s little surprise. Previously, visits to their home were infrequent due to the distance requiring pick-ups, now they were practically glued together, almost even sleeping in the same bed.
If you didn’t know, you might think they were twins.
Sure enough, when Tang Wan arrived at the kindergarten, in the teacher’s office, not only was her son there, but also her...