After breakfast, Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie had no choice but to take three days off because Liu Bao's foot was sprained.
After the rest of the cute babies went to school, Mo Xiaodie and Lu Chenxu also went to work.
Mother Lu took Liu Min to get to know the nearby supermarkets and wet markets.
Only the little fat man and Wang Niannian are left at home.
The little fat man was a little bored because he didn't have to go to school, so he sat with Wang Niannian in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the amusement park at the end of the corridor on the second floor, setting up a small table.
The two people took out all the leaves they had collected over the past few days, then took out paintbrushes and various colored papers and started making landscape paintings.
"Brother Zi Bai, what do you think my mother is doing now? Does she miss me?" Wang Niannian asked worriedly while sorting the leaves.
Lu Zibai picked up a ginkgo leaf and made a mark on the white cardboard: "She will definitely miss you. Sister Niannian, don't worry. If your mother doesn't come to pick you up in a few days, I will beg your father to pick you up."
Send it over, okay?"
After hearing what he said, Wang Niannian happily put down the paintbrush in her hand, reached out and hugged Lu Zibai, and then kissed his little face: "Brother Zibai, you are so kind!"
Children aged five or six have pure feelings, and their way of expressing gratitude is also the most direct.
But Lu Zibai, who was already seven years old and in first grade, was vaguely aware of the differences between men and women, and his little face turned red in embarrassment.
"What's the matter? It's just a matter of effort. I feel embarrassed for my sister Niannian to say this."
Wang Niannian didn't feel anything, but picked up a yellow ginkgo leaf and waved it in front of Lu Zibai's eyes: "Brother Zibai, do you think this looks like a yellow butterfly?"
Lu Zibai's little face was still a little hot at this time. He unconsciously touched his face and said quickly: "Well, it looks like a butterfly."
"How about we use these leaves to make a landscape full of butterflies?"
With that said, Wang Niannian took the glue and pasted the yellow ginkgo leaf on the white cardboard.
Lu Zibai also took out a ginkgo leaf: "This should be posted here."
The two little heads were pressed together and they began to create landscape paintings in earnest.
Time passed very quickly, and after three days, Lu Zibai's little feet were able to walk.
However, he went crazy playing at home and didn't want to go to school.
"My feet haven't healed yet, Mommy, can you just let me rest for one more day? Tomorrow is already Friday, so it's not too late." The little fat man hugged Mo Xiaodie's arm and acted coquettishly.
Ran Ran glared at him: "Brother Six, you are so shameless. Your feet have healed long ago, but you are cheating and not going to school!"
Momo also continued: "That's right, the teacher said that the monthly exam is coming soon. If you come back with zero points, what will you do?"
Dudu smiled and clapped his hands: "Zero points, zero points, sixth brother is so embarrassed!"
The little fat man stood up angrily: "Who said I would get a zero score on the test? Your sixth brother and I are extremely smart. Even if I don't go to school for a month, I won't get a zero score on the test."
Lu Zizhong glanced at him indifferently, and then looked at Ranran: "Of course, when school was just over, I saw your second brother secretly went to the fried chicken restaurant. You see, he hasn't come back yet. He is probably on his own in the corridor.
I’m secretly eating fried chicken legs! Do you want to go and have a look?”
"What? Second brother is secretly eating fried chicken legs?" Upon hearing this, the snack guy immediately got up and rushed out.
Lu Zibai, the fat guy who just said that his feet were not good, ran faster than Ranran when he heard about the fried chicken legs: "Second brother is so uninteresting that he won't invite us to eat fried chicken legs."
The two snackers rushed out of the door one after another, and then they saw their second brother, who was supposed to be eating fried chicken legs, facing the corridor wall with a sad look on his face and talking to himself.