The stupid Jiang Xiaoman, don’t even understand this.

That kind of handicraft is obviously not something that children in Class 3 can do. Will you cry?

Death childish.

Jiang Xiaoman wiped his tears and sobbed, "Can parents help with handicraft classes?"

“…Okay.”

Yu Qingshi said it was very guilty.

He doesn't understand either.

He did it all by himself.

Because his father is very busy and he doesn't have a mother, he can only do it himself.

Although it's ugly every time, the teacher always gives him the first place.

Maybe adults’ aesthetic is so strange. If you don’t have good looks, you’ll have to be ugly.

If Jiang Xiaoman had just handed over it, he might be able to get the little red flowers.

But she is so stinky and beautiful that she is not as beautiful as others, so she refuses to hand in her homework.

Jiang Xiaoman sniffed, stopped crying, and finally realized what he lost.

Last night, grandma also said she wanted to help, but Jiang Xiaoman didn't let her go.

It turns out that you need help from an adult! She remembered it!

Jiang Xiaoman pointed to the next handicraft class and found the first smart child.

However, the manual classes have been changed again. This time I won’t be using a flower basket anymore, I have to make clay figures.

After returning home, Jiang Xiaoman asked with a look: "Grandma, can you make clay figures?"

"Your kindergarten still teaches people to play with mud?"

"It's not just playing with mud, it's just a clay man, or... it's a clay man!"

Jiang Xiumei doesn't like children playing with mud because her clothes are difficult to wash, so she usually asks Jiang Xiaoman not to get into dirty and smelly places, so Jiang Xiaoman's mud is not good at playing well.

"No, your uncle can do it."

Jiang Xiumei said: "He grew up playing with mud."

"oh--"

Jiang Xiaoman thought about something.

But I was very upset because my uncle was not at home and returned to town.

How can I help her with handicraft classes?

Jiang Xiaoman took two cents and went to the small shop to make a phone call.

There is no landline at home in the city, so it is very difficult for them to contact Jiang Xing.

"uncle."

Jiang Xiaoman held the microphone and asked him: "When will you come back to help me with handicrafts?"

"What?"

Jiang Xing was very noisy in the mine and his voice was a little unauthorized.

"I said--When will you come back to help me with clay man!"

"I can't pinch clay guy!"

"But grandma said you grew up playing with mud."

Jiang Xiaoman's mouth sagged and his heart was empty.

My uncle is so busy that she can't be with her. She is so sad.

"The other children have parents who help with their handiwork, but I don't have them."

Jiang Xiaoman said in a crying voice: "Hey, but forget it, uncle, please keep busy, I can do it alone."

Listening to the child's crying, Jiang Xing couldn't get over his conscience.

He didn't want to stay home every day, nor did he want to go back to town at this time.

But Hong Xingguo and his son came over to make some trouble, and the convoy asked him to come back to deal with it, so he had to come back.

"Xiaoman, when will you hand in your hand?"

"Tomorrow."

"Oh, then I'll go back tomorrow."

My uncle is so stupid, it will be too late tomorrow.

Can she still squeeze a handful of mud before going to kindergarten?

Just as he was about to refuse, Jiang Xing said, "I'll bring you a ready-made one, so you can get the first place."

Get first?

Very good!

Jiang Xiaoman was happy again, patted his hands and said he was waiting for his uncle to come back.

After finishing talking at the 20 cents fee, Jiang Xiaoman hung up the phone.

She couldn't beat her, but she could wait for her uncle to beat her.

She began to look forward to what kind of surprise her uncle would bring to her tomorrow.

The next day, Jiang Xing got up early and rushed back from the town to send his children to school.

He indeed brought a clay man back and covered it with a piece of red cloth, which was as big as Jiang Xiaoman.

Jiang Xiaoman tried to hug her, but couldn't hold her at all.

"What is this?"

"secret."

Jiang Xing smiled and said, "You will know in a while. You will definitely win the first place this time.

I promise there is no such beautiful thing in the city.

This is our baby, I have brought it to you."

It would be a treasure. Jiang Xiaoman nodded and asked Jiang Xing and the clay man to send him into the classroom, and then lifted the red cloth.

Wow!

Good guy!

Beneath the red cloth is a majestic and ferocious stone lion!

"Wow!"

“Wow!”

“Wow!”
Chapter completed!