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Chapter 174
You Go Sleep in the Pig Pen (2)
Xiaoman was sensitive to these details and had a lot of experience. Her tears started to flow without saying another word. Her round face was soon filled with tears.
âWaah waah waah...â Jiang Xiaoman cried as she wiped her tears.
â...â Jiang Xiumei took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and asked, âYou slept here last night?â
âEn!â
âWith Fragrance?â
âEn!â She was crying as she answered.
Jiang Xiumei took a deep breath again. Xiumei was so angry that she was smiling and gave Xiaoman a thumbs up. âVery great, Jiang Xiaoman! Just sleep with the pig in the future, donât come home anymore!â
Jiang Xiaoman was surprised. She hugged Grandmaâs thigh and started howling.
She was very scared.
Not long after, Fragrance also crawled out, but its feet were unsteady.
Jiang Xiumei stared at it, then picked it up and left. Jiang Xiaoman chased her.
Waah, Grandma really didnât want her anymore!! She preferred Fragrance!!
After Jiang Xing came home, Jiang Xiumei told him to make another pen next to Fragrance for Xiaoman to sleep in in the future.
Well, actually she just said that in a moment of fury, but Jiang Xiaoman thought about it seriously and nodded. âOkay.â
Jiang Xiumei: â...â
She was furious.
Jiang Xing hurriedly stopped her. âMom, Mom, Mom, calm down. Iâll talk to her so she wonât do it again in the future. â
Thanks to her uncleâs plea, Xiaoman managed to live another day.
When she went to school the next day, Jiang Xiaomanâs eyes were still red and swollen. It was obvious that she had been crying so much that the swelling did not disappear overnight.
Yu Qingshi, who sat beside her, could see that very clearly.
One at mid-term and one at finals. There were so many semesters; she had to get them every time and couldnât miss any!
After returning home, Jiang Xiaoman hung the certificate on the wall of the living room, under the âStudy Hard and Improve Everydayâ couplet.
The studious atmosphere became even stronger!
The next day, Jiang Xiaoman continued to go to school happily.
However, while she felt happy and proud, others were unhappy and dejected.
As soon as she entered the classroom, she heard someone crying.
It was rare to hear children crying nowadays. Who was it?
Jiang Xiaoman looked over and found that it was her old acquaintance Zhang Xinhua.
âWhy are you crying?â Jiang Xiaoman asked him.
Zhang Xinhua said, âI was last in class on the mid-term exam. My Dad beat me up last night and said that if thereâs no improvement next time, I wonât get any more snacks...â
âYouâre so pitiful.â
His dad was really merciless.
Zhang Xinhua cried and asked, âYouâre so amazing. You can learn everything and do anything; you even get a full score on everything. Can you teach me how to do it?â
âOf course, that is because I study hard and work to improve every day.â
âThen what should I do?â
âThis... this...â Jiang Xiaoman was getting a headache before she remembered a new idiom she just learned. âHang your hair on the beam and stick a needle on your thigh; that way, you will be able to study seriously1.â
âEh? That sounds terrible!â Zhang Xinhuaâs face turned pale.
âItâs not terrible. Itâs very simple.â
âThen, can you teach me how to do it?â
Jiang Xiaoman looked up at the ceiling and said, âThereâs no beam here, and I canât make one for you, but I can let you get the experience.â
After saying that, she took out two rubber bands from her school bag.
She tied some hair together on the left and another bunch on the right, giving Zhang Xinhua small twintails.
âDone.â
Footnote:
1. This is based on two old stories about scholars. One of them would tie their long, braided ponytail on the beam at the ceiling, so if he fell asleep his hair would yank his head back and wake him up. The other would pierce his own thigh with a needle so he wonât fall asleep.