"Really?! What did Xiao Yu'er draw? Show it to Fu Bao!"
Xiao Fubao took the painting she drew from Jiang Yu.
Carefully unfolding the painting, everyone came together.
On the drawing paper, there are five Q-version children sitting in the back seat of the bus, chatting with different expressions.
Jiang Yu's face in the painting is full of smiles.
Several other people also looked relaxed and happy.
This is the most ideal picture in Jiang Yu's mind.
Maybe she didn't have enough time, so she only drew five of them.
Or maybe this is the only image that is the most precious to her.
Jiang Yu lowered his eyes slightly, a trace of expectation and uneasiness flashed in his eyes.
In fact, she has always known that the other four friends have been silently accompanying her and taking care of her emotions, so she is very grateful to them.
But she was too stupid to express her gratitude.
I could only draw this picture and want to give it to them.
I don't know if they will like it.
Jiang Yu quietly raised his eyes to look at them, wanting to see their reactions.
"This is Fu Bao!"
"This is me!"
"Is this me? How can my face be so smelly!"
"This is Xiao Yu'er, then this is Brother Duole?"
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The four little cubs gathered around the painting and kept sighing.
The author of the painting is completely left aside.
"That...!" Jiang Yu gently tugged at the corner of his clothes and mustered up the courage to speak to interrupt their conversation.
The voice of the conversation stopped suddenly, and four eyes looked towards her.
Jiang Yu's fair cheeks were rosy. His two small hands were tightly holding the corners of his clothes, his head was half lowered, his eyes were wandering, and he looked a little nervous.
"Thank you... thank you!" Jiang Yu bowed suddenly to the four of them, "Thank you... you have always been with me...! This painting... I hope you like it!"
Facing the sudden solemn thank you, the four little Zaizai were obviously stunned.
Seeing that none of them spoke, Jiang Yu became even more nervous.
Just a moment later, little Fubao suddenly burst out into astonishing laughter.
"Hahahaha! Xiao Yu'er, this is the first time you have said so many words, and you are so serious all of a sudden!" Xiao Fubao smiled and walked over to hold Jiang Yu's arm.
"Because we are good friends! Of course good friends should accompany each other!"
Song Shengsheng also laughed: "I was shocked. This doesn't look like you at all, Xiaoyu'er!"
Jiang Yu realized that he seemed to be taking it too seriously and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Okay, okay, let's go quickly!"
Little Fubao held Jiang Yu with one hand and Song Shengsheng with the other, and ran towards the school gate.
Ji Xiaoheng and Lu Zhiyang followed behind them.
The dazzling sunshine illuminated their way home.
When we arrived at the school gate, most of the adults waiting to pick up the children at the school gate were already gone.
Xiao Fubao immediately found Sang Mizhou and Lu Zhaoxi in the crowd who came to pick them up.
Their hair was still a little messy, and their eyelids were slightly drooped, looking a little sleepy.
The two of them slept all afternoon before they woke up when several adults kicked them over to pick them up from school.
"Brother!" Xiao Fubao stood behind the fence and shouted towards Sang Mizhou.
Sang Mizhou then raised his head and looked over, and kicked Lu Zhaoxi's calf.
"Hiss. What are you doing?" Lu Zhaoxi patted the dust on his pants with a cold face.
This guy seems to have no mouth and kicks him every time he is called. This guy must be doing it on purpose to avenge himself.