The world is broken, the cubs mend it

The old-fashioned desks resembled wooden boxes with four legs and were painted yellow.

The wooden board on top can be opened up, so textbooks and school bags can be stuffed in, and when closed it becomes a small table.

I don’t know how many students have used these desks. Some of them have words engraved on them saying “XXX is a turtle”.

The teacher had a good first impression of Yuanyuan. If it weren’t for her age, she could have gone to elementary school.

After the first class, a bunch of kids came over to look at her, and were very curious about this transfer student who had enrolled very late.

"where u from?"

"Why aren't you taller?"

"How old are you?"

"..."

Everyone was asking questions at once, and Yuanyuan looked at them, not knowing which question to answer first.

"I am four and a half years old. I came from the village..."

A sharp-eyed child noticed a patch on her clothes and pointed at the mended mark and laughed.

"Why are your clothes still torn?"

"It's not broken. My father fixed it."

Yuanyuan lowered her head and touched the patch on her body. It was caused by a scratch accidentally caused by a branch when she and her sister Yingying went to pick thorny bubbles.

"But you look so rustic and poor when you dress like this, like a mountain kid, hahahaha..."

The child made a sarcastic remark, and children are easily influenced, so several of them joined in the laughter.

"I am a mountain kid."

Yuanyuan didn’t understand why he was laughing. She also had clothes without patches, but she just wanted to wear this one today.

"You came from the mountains, you haven't seen anything, right?"

Seeing her admit it, the child laughed even more arrogantly and thought she was stupid.

"Why are you making fun of the new students? Be careful or I'll tell the teacher."

There were also a few children who felt that they were wrong and stood up to speak for the new students.

"I have seen many things, wild boars, hares, colorful pheasants and lots of wild fruits."

Yuanyuan was not angry, she just felt that what he said was unreasonable. She had seen a lot of things with her own eyes, so she was not completely new.

And she also has a talking rabbit, which no one has.

"..."

007, who had his eyes closed, noticed her inner thoughts and sat up suddenly.

Is she trying to sell herself again?

"What does a wild boar look like? I haven't seen one yet!"

"Are wild fruits delicious? Are they the same as the fruits sold outside?"

"..."

Yuanyuan originally wanted to talk about her rabbit, but she forgot about it when they interrupted her.

Some of the children in the class were born and raised there. They had never seen the pigs with fangs that she talked about, nor had they seen fruits that would explode when hung on trees. They surrounded her curiously and begged her to tell them about the village.

The child who originally wanted to laugh at her, seeing that the limelight had been stolen from him, began to mock her for her ugly clothes.

"If your parents made clothes for you, would you think they were ugly?"

Yuanyuan was a little angry. She didn't like others saying that the clothes her father made were not good.

"of course not!"

The child answered without hesitation that he certainly would not dislike his parents.

"This is the dress my father made for me. I think it looks great. Don't talk to me. I hate you."

Yuanyuan turned away with a stern face, not looking at him, and continued talking to the other children.

"If my father made clothes for me, I wouldn't think they were ugly."

"That's right, your clothes aren't that nice either."

"Ignore him for now. That shotgun you mentioned is amazing. When can I see it?"

"..."

The negative voices were soon drowned out by everyone's discussion, and gradually everyone joined in to talk about this and that, asking questions about things they had never seen before.

The class was full of older kids. When lining up after school, Yuanyuan stood at the front and was half a head shorter than the other kids.

Chen Jiahe rushed over after get off work and just caught up with the children getting out of school.

As soon as the school gate opened, the child ran towards him, jumped up, and was caught steadily in his arms.

"How does it feel to go to school? Has anyone bullied you?" Chen Jiahe took off her small schoolbag and held it in her hands.

"No, there was just someone who said something I didn't like, but he came to me this afternoon and said sorry, and then I forgave him."

Yuanyuan told him that someone laughed at him and a classmate told the teacher, so the teacher asked him to apologize to her.

When Chen Jiahe heard someone making fun of the child's clothes, he frowned and felt distressed.

"When I get my salary, I'll take you to buy some new clothes."

"No, I still have clothes to wear."

Yuanyuan shook her head. She didn’t think there was anything shameful about wearing this dress. She didn’t care what others said as long as she thought it looked good.

"Buy a few more to wear."

Chen Jiahe has to go to work now and has no energy to make clothes for her children.

The child doesn't care about what others think, but he doesn't want the child to hear such words again.

"Then Daddy should buy a new piece of clothing too."

Yuanyuan suggested that her father never bought any clothes for her.

"it is good…"

Chen Jiahe has hardly ever worn new clothes, so she will buy herself some when she gets more money.

The child also told him about other children, saying that the other children were all pretty good. The teacher also praised her for being smart and said that she knew many words.

Hearing this, Chen Jiahe also became proud and was happier than if he had been praised himself.

He has performed well in the factory, is down-to-earth and willing to work hard, and the factory director even praised him today.

While working outside, his temper has become much better and he gets along well with his co-workers.

I heard that if he works well, he will have the opportunity to be promoted and his salary will increase accordingly. Maybe one day he will be able to settle down in the city with his children.

"Dad, when I grow up, I will take you to live in a big house."

Yuanyuan pointed at the tall building in the distance and said this out of the blue.

"..."

Chen Jiahe's beautiful eyes were raised, and the small mole at the corner of his lips added a bit of charm to his smile.

The father and daughter thought the same thing, which can be considered as a kind of mutual understanding.

Having encountered such a thing on the first day of school, he couldn't help but worry that the child would bully his daughter.

It turned out that he was worrying too much. Yuanyuan got along well with the other kids at school and occasionally brought back some candies.

After receiving his first month's salary, Chen Jiahe took his child to buy a new set of clothes and also bought himself some new clothes.

"This one is good!"

Wang Mazi held the child and watched him try on clothes. The white shirt fit him very well.

I used to do farm work in the village, exposed to the wind and sun all day long, and everyone's skin color was a little dark, but he was a little whiter than everyone else.

Now that he works in the city, protected from the wind and rain, his hair has gradually turned white.

His handsomeness is of a tough kind, and even Wang Mazi, a man, finds him so handsome that he is enviable.

Recently, when he and Fang Jie went to the cafeteria to eat together, they mentioned Chen Jiahe several times, saying that he looked more and more handsome.