Capítulo 751: Chapter 749: Only Daring to Admire from Afar
At this age, children often heard their parents talk about the glorious deeds of Jiang Mianmian, and she was essentially set as an example for them to follow, spurring them to study like the Little Prodigy.
And yet, these two boys, who got along so well with Zhiwen and Zhiwu, were not exactly the studious type.
Seeing the person who had been upheld as a role model by their parents now standing right in front of them filled their hearts with complexity.
Regarding this legendary figure, they only dared to watch from a distance and did not dare approach.
Zhiwen and Zhiwu hadn’t even reacted before their two “good brothers” had disappeared without a trace.
“Um, what happened to them?” The brothers pointed in the direction their friends had left, looking utterly puzzled and confused.
Li Lan saw their reaction and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh.
Jiang Mianmian, seeing them flee in such a hurry, laughed helplessly. Was she really that effective at stopping children from crying?
“It’s okay, they must really have something going on at home,” Jiang
“Forget it, forget it. Never mind them. Mianmian, Li Lan, let’s hurry home, I’m hungry,” Zhiwu said, not bothering to puzzle it out further as he held his stomach and urged them on.
“Let’s go.” Jiang Mianmian took Li Lan’s hand, and the two walked at the back.
As they exited the school gate, they saw Wang Li waiting for them there.
“Why are you so slow today? It’s so hot,” Wang Li complained, wiping his sweat as he saw them come out.
“Met a few new friends, talked for a while,” Jiang Mianmian explained briefly.
“Hehe, don’t be mad, Wang Li. It was both of us who delayed everyone. We brothers will treat you all to popsicles,” Zhiwen stepped forward and wrapped his arm around Wang Li’s neck, looking like good buddies.
Since Zhiwen and Zhiwu were both in town for school this time, the old lady, feeling pity for her grandsons, secretly gave them a dollar, telling them to buy whatever they wanted to eat and not to tell their mom, or it might get taken away.
In matters , the brothers always listened very obediently.
When they reached the popsicle vendor, Zhiwen generously bought five two-cent popsicles and happily distributed them to everyone.
Usually, when Jiang Mianmian was with Wang Li and Li Lan, they often bought popsicles or sodas to eat while walking.
Now that Zhiwen had bought them, they didn’t hesitate and took them immediately.
“Thanks, big bro.” Although Jiang Mianmian usually ate fifty-cent ice cream, she didn’t look down on the two-cent popsicle.
“No problem,” Zhiwen said nonchalantly.
“Thanks, bro,” Wang Li said in a carefree manner. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
“Thank you,” Li Lan also hurriedly expressed her gratitude.
After all, they were going to walk together every day. Today you treat, tomorrow I will, taking turns.
The kids ate their popsicles while chatting about fun stories from school, and when they reached the alleys, they all headed home.
When the three of them got home, Jiang Changhai and his wife were already home, and Su Wanyu was in the kitchen cooking.
In this era, whether in factories or government, everyone worked an eight-hour shift, starting work at eight in the morning and returning home at four in the afternoon.
Jiang Mianmian usually got out of school at three-thirty, but today they had gotten home almost at five.
If Jiang Changhai hadn’t known that his daughter always came home with Li Lan and Wang Li, he would have gone to the school to look for her.
Seeing how late they had come home today, Jiang Changhai asked with concern, “Daughter, Zhiwen, Zhiwu, why did you come home so late today? Was there something going on at school?”