After singing abcdefg for many days, Jiang Xiaoman finally knew how to sing in a daze.

She was so happy that she thought that she would sing it loudly next time and sing it to all the children! Let them praise her for being smart!

But!

Her passion suddenly turned cold!

Because Teacher Yang said that he would not sing alphabet songs anymore and he would have to take handicraft classes!

Although she has worked hard for so long, she cannot sing and cannot let others praise her for being smart. She feels like she is walking in the night with a brocade dress, which is a bit unsatisfactory.

But children are children, and they are soon attracted by unfamiliar words.

Yu Qingshi also told her about the manual class, but she hasn't participated in it yet.

Jiang Xiaoman asked in a daze: "What is handicraft class?"

I thought that the child hadn't participated and didn't understand, so Teacher Yang explained patiently: "It's just a handmade one, to exercise the children's hands-on ability and make things with the teacher."

“What are you doing?”

"Make a flower basket."

Soon Jiang Xiaoman knew what manual courses were.

Isn't it just a play?

Children are born with this ability even if they don’t need to be taught.

There is a tutorial for the flower basket. First find an abandoned beverage bottle, cut it in half with scissors, then cut the bottle body into fine strips, and then put on colorful paper flowers. A beautiful small flower basket is ready.

It's really super simple!

This is not a problem for Jiang Xiaoman. She followed Teacher Yang's instructions and worked hard to make a flower basket, but her hands-on ability cannot keep up with the thinking ability of her brain.

The brain said I could do it, but my hands were out of control.

After a class, I didn’t even cut off a few silk threads of plastic bottles.

Of course, the children in the class are like this.

Teacher Yang has long been used to such a scene and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Go home and continue to do it. When it is done, take it to the school to show the teacher. Let's appreciate the fruits of the labor together?"

"good!"

The children's voices should be heard one after another.

It's over school.

When Jiang Xiaoman grabbed Yu Qing, he asked him: "Have you prepared the flower basket?"

In her heart, she wanted to take Xiaohonghua and Yu Qingshi was a competitor. She was spying on the enemy's situation.

Yu Qingshi glanced at her and tightened her small schoolbag. She was afraid that she would take out something strange again. She said absent-mindedly: "It's almost... By the way, my father is not at home and is very busy recently."

What did you tell her about this?

Jiang Xiaoman scratched his head and thought about it. According to his usual life experience, he felt that Yu Qingshi might be lonely.

After all, if grandma has something to do, she will entrust her to her next door grandma.

So Jiang Xiaoman sent a friendly invitation: "Then are you going to come to my house for dinner?"

“…No, thank you.”

Yu Qingshi quickly explained: "I mean, your uncle is also very busy, and I don't know when they will come back."

Yes, my uncle only went home for a long time.

Jiang Xiaoman sniffed and wanted to cry.

She always did this, and her tears fell as soon as she said it.

After saying goodbye to Yu Qingshi, Jiang Xiaoman and grandma went home.

My uncle is still not at home today, and the two of them are a little lonely.

The city is always quiet, Jiang Xiaoman found that she still misses the days in town occasionally.

"Xiaoman, do you have any homework to do?"

After dinner, Jiang Xiumei asked.

Jiang Xiaoman has been very diligent recently. He has to write and draw as soon as he gets home, saying that he wants to learn some English letters.

But today, Jiang Xiumei was very curious.

"Yes, I need to make a flower basket."

Jiang Xiaoman said: "It should be done soon."

Jiang Xiumei looked at her and wanted to help her, but Jiang Xiaoman refused to let her and insisted on doing it herself.

After working hard to cut the plastic bottle out long strips, Jiang Xiaoman started to make small paper flowers again and then string them on.

Finally done.

This was made by her own hands. Although the lengths of the plastic bottles vary in thickness and the paper flowers are not very regular, Jiang Xiaoman is more satisfied with it and the more she looks at it, the more she looks cute. She is such a beautiful little flower basket.

She felt that if you take this to kindergarten tomorrow, you will definitely get full marks!

Jiang Xiaoman took the flower basket with him with great care and went to kindergarten.

She felt that other children would only cry, and they would not be as fast as she did and so well. After she waited for other children to take it out, Teacher Yang would definitely be the last one to appear.

As a result, I waited...

The child on the left took out a hand-woven real flower basket.

The palm size is very delicate.

The child on the right took out a flower basket made of paper, and the paper flowers were folded neatly and beautifully, colorful and very beautiful.

The kids in front...

Even the flower basket Zhang Xinhua took out was filled with a lot of candies and chocolates for decoration! It looked very cute! It was delicious!

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Jiang Xiaoman looked blankly, and suddenly realized that she was the most simple, ugliest and ugly.

It's so wilted that it's not good-looking at all, the color is not beautiful, and the shape is not good-looking!

Why don’t other children follow what the teacher said?

Why are their flower baskets so beautiful?

Jiang Xiaoman almost burst into tears.

After Teacher Yang collected other people's flower baskets, it was finally Jiang Xiaoman's turn.

"Xiaoman, where is your homework?"

Jiang Xiaoman flattened his mouth and pinched the flower basket with his hands trembling. He hesitated again and again, and could only cry and say, "I'm sorry, Teacher Yang, I didn't bring it today, can I not hand it over?"

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Teacher Yang smiled and said, "Of course, but Xiaoman must remember it next time."

"good."

Jiang Xiaoman was so sad that he was so sad.

Why are other children so skillful and powerful?

She had a great effort to make this ugly flower basket!

When get out of class was over, Jiang Xiaoman was lying on the desk without moving, completely different from his usual lively appearance.

It's almost exactly the same as Yu Qingshi, who usually doesn't say a word.

She didn't go to find Yu Qingshi and chattered. Yu Qingshi was a little uncomfortable and took the initiative to come to find her.

Standing at her desk, Yu Qingshi hesitated for a few times and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo."

"Why are you crying?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

“…”

Yu Qingshi thought about it, contacted what he had just said, "Did you make your flower basket yourself?"

Me too."

“Eh?”

Jiang Xiaoman cried.

Yu Qingshi said again: "Other children have their parents to help."

That's why it's so beautiful and so beautiful.
To be continued...