Ding Aiguo wanted to find a woman with financial motives to latch onto Zhao Tianlei, but since there were few female classmates at their school, and no suitable candidate for the time being, the idea was shelved.
Da Bao and Xiao Bao didn’t recognize this person, but seeing their mom knew him, they still greeted, "Hello, Uncle."
Ding Aiguo’s gaze fell on Yun Xiaoxiao’s two children, "Hello there."
Then he looked at Yun Xiaoxiao and said, "Are you out shopping with the kids all by yourself?"
They’ve been married for so many years already.
Leaving the kids to Yun Xiaoxiao.
Zhao Tianlei doesn’t care at all.
Truly responsible for birth, not for raising.
Truly living a blessed life.
"Brought them out to play, I have other things, let’s chat next time."
Still need to take Da Bao to participate in the competition, can’t afford to delay.
Leaving just like that?
"Need any help?" Ding Aiguo quickly said, of course hoping to have more contact with Yun Xiaoxiao.
"No need, no need, we really have something to attend to."
Yun Xiaoxiao led the two little ones not far away.
This time’s calligraphy competition is considered the second one held since the resumption of the college entrance examination.
Ding Aiguo slightly frowned, is this keeping a distance from him?
Afraid of being gossiped about.
Yun Xiaoxiao took the two little ones, entered that building, inquired with the staff, and finally arrived at the competition venue.
"Da Bao, carry this thing and follow this sister inside."
The staff member leading the way, looking at this mother with her two children, could spot them at first glance in the crowd, they all looked very nice.
"Brother, Mom and I will wait for you outside."
Da Bao was actually one of the younger participants.
Yun Xiaoxiao looked at some parents standing beside her, didn’t see Elder Wu, he was probably inside preparing for invigilation.
"Comrade, is that your child, how old?"
Da Bao was indeed quite young.
"How many years have they been learning?"
Unless there’s a family elder who’s proficient in calligraphy, otherwise no one so young would be sent to participate in competitions.
Yun Xiaoxiao didn’t put pressure on Da Bao.
Just said this time was only to broaden his horizons.
For the first time, it was inevitable to be nervous.
"Been learning for several years."
Is there an elder teaching at home?
Being taught by an elder and going for professional lessons, that’s different.
After the resumption of the college entrance examination, there was an emphasis on the educated.
Da Bao entered the competition classroom, feeling somewhat nervous, being the youngest in the calligraphy competition, only eight years old.
Thinking of the mom and brother waiting outside, and the teacher above, he suddenly wasn’t that nervous anymore.
Outside, Yun Xiaoxiao started feeling anxious, worried about Da Bao being nervous, whether he’d cry and call for mom, or if there would be no ink, very anxious, even more nervous than taking an exam herself.
This is the child’s first competition.
Yun Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes to look at Xiao Bao, "Are you nervous?"
Xiao Bao suddenly blurted out, "Mom, why be nervous?"
Do kids not know how to be nervous?
Alright, it was her being needlessly anxious.
These kids probably don’t even understand what nervousness is, right?
As long as they’re not nervous, Da Bao can perform his best, whether he wins a prize or not, it’s just a chance for experience.
"Study well, mom will bring you to participate next year."
Although Xiao Bao is still young, he can accumulate experience, train his courage, not be timid and scared of everything.
She remembered a phrase from the internet: Rich kids are very confident, but why are poor kids so self-deprecating?