Yu Qingshi’s Gift (2)
Yu Qingshi didn’t hesitate and gave everything to his father. He told him not to open it with a serious expression. He also asked him to carefully observe Jiang Xiaoman’s face when she received them.
Yu Wencheng would naturally not interfere too much with the children’s communication, so he just went along with what his son said and promised him again and again.
Yu Wencheng left after a few days.
The shortcut to the mine did not pass through the village.
The road in the village was better, but it took more ti to go through there. Even though the newly opened dirt road was winding and difficult, it saved ti overall.
But for the sake of his son’s letter, Yu Wencheng deliberately got up early just to deliver it.
Jiang Xiaoman got up earlier than Yu Wencheng thought.
When he arrived, Jiang Xiaoman was about to go out carrying her little school bag.
She was now used to going to school and didn’t need Grandma to bring her there.
Seeing Yu Wencheng, Xiaoman’s eyes lit up, and she happily ran towards him. She glanced behind him but couldn’t see Yu Qingshi there and couldn’t help feeling a bit lost.
She then asked, “Uncle Yu, are you looking for Uncle again? Uncle is not coming ho anymore; they’re all in the mine.”
“No, I’m here to find you.” This little girl was always full of vitality and spoke cheerfully.
Yu Wencheng couldn’t help squeezing her round face; then he took out what Yu Qingshi sent her. “This is sothing from my son for you. Why don’t you open it?”
The inside was heavy, and Yu Wencheng already felt it up earlier on the way here.
It seed to be a bag of books.
He really didn’t understand what it ant for his son to give those to Jiang Xiaoman.
“Wow!!!” Jiang Xiaoman opened it and was surprised when she saw the books, then beca ecstatic.
“So many books!!!”
Jiang Xiaoman was holding the bag with difficulty. It was a little bit heavy, but the smile on her face was obviously very happy.
She excitedly said, “This is great, this is great. Teacher Tang just said the other day that the school does not have enough exercise books. Can first-year children do these?”
“It should be possible…” Yu Wencheng was also surprised.
It was really surprising that his son was such a kind, generous kid.
It was really strange; it didn’t seem anything like him.
Was this really his son?
Jiang Xiaoman was very happy. She kept holding the heavy bag and refused to let it go. She wanted to write back to Yu Qingshi to express her gratitude, but Yu Wencheng still had other important things to do, so he couldn’t wait for her.
Helpless, Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but to let him go.
It didn’t matter; she could still send it herself.
Yu Qingshi was really nice, he actually gave her so many books. This was the first ti she ever saw so many books. This way, she could share them with the children in the village.
She hoped that next ti he would co to the village to play. She would take him to play sowhere fun and give him a very morable experience.
Jiang Xiaoman was full of gratitude.
She took the exercise books to school and showed them to Teacher Tang. He chose so that the children could do and planned to make copies by hand, and had Xiaoman take the rest ho.
“Xiaoman, did your uncle buy these exercise books for you?” Teacher Tang had finished taking a quick look at the exercise books. There were a lot of exercises on logical thinking, as well as so English exercises for children.
These were not the primary reading materials for the children in the village; it was beyond their level.
The main thing the children did was exercises on culture; improving their grades was what was important.
Jiang Xiaoman shook her head. “No, Uncle hasn’t been ho for a long ti. He works in the mine, and even when he passed by the house sotis, he still didn’t co in. I miss him so much.”
Speaking of Uncle, Jiang Xiaoman couldn’t help but miss him.
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