Little Bun Fu swung her little hand: "Brother, are you going or not?!"
Fu Qianyu still refused: "Not going."
Little Bun Fu was very disappointed, whispering: "Then I’ll go by myself."
With her small backpack on, her whole deanor wilted, and the rabbit ears on her hat drooped down.
Fu Qianyu felt a bit reluctant, but he really didn’t want to go to kindergarten.
On the first day of school, Su Wen personally took Little Bun Fu to kindergarten.
On the way, Ying Zijin made a video call.
"Mommy," Little Bun Fu obediently raised her hand, "I’ve been eating well and not causing trouble for grandma and grandpa."
For the past three years, Ying Zijin has been commuting between Country G and the Imperial Capital.
Four days in Country G, three days in the Imperial Capital.
For the things she lacked before, Fu Qianyu and Fu Changle must not be shortchanged.
No matter how busy she was, she always made sure to spend a certain amount of ti with her two children.
"You’re going to kindergarten," Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "You can’t be as naughty as you are at ho."
"I know," Little Bun Fu nodded vigorously, "They’re too silly, I can’t bully them, or I’d beco a dummy."
Ying Zijin: "..."
"Yaoyao," Su Wen handed Little Bun Fu over to the kindergarten teacher and said to the screen, "Changle is really sensible, how do you feel?"
Ying Zijin thought a bit and then said, "No one will hide my snacks anymore?"
Su Wen: "..."
Fu Changle had a habit.
She would wander around the villa.
With her wandering, she could find all the snacks Ying Zijin hid.
No matter how well Ying Zijin hid them, she could find them.
Even Di Wu Yue found it preposterous.
Little Bun Fu already had a nickna.
Little Prodigy.
"Alright, why bicker with the daughter," Su Wen laughed, "When you co back, Mom will take you out for barbecue?"
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, lazily: "Then I’ll thank you in advance, Mom."
**
To protect Brother and Sister Fu Qianyu and Fu Changle, Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen never publicly shared their nas or photos.
No one at kindergarten knew Little Bun Fu, but they all thought she was too exquisitely beautiful.
The teachers also adored her very much.
Little Bun Fu had a happy ti at kindergarten.
The only worry was, indeed, there were too many silly kids around her.
Until one day, the class was given a diary assignnt, asking them to write about their mom and dad.
Little Bun Fu usually didn’t do howork, but this assignnt fueled her motivation.
She "swish swish swish" wrote two thousand words at once and handed it in.
Teacher Xu was amazed.
After she finished reading it, she was even more amazed.
"Changle, co here," Teacher Xu called Little Bun Fu over, her voice gentle, "What was required at that ti? We need to write about family mbers around us, not celebrities or scientists, and it has to be realistic, understand?"
"I did write about my family," Little Bun Fu blinked proudly, "This is my mommy!"
The person she admired the most since childhood was Ying Zijin.
According to her daddy, Fu Yunshen, her mommy could build big and beautiful spaceships.
Like those in sci-fi movies, capable of taking her to see other star systems and life in the universe.
In the universe, not only Earth has advanced technological civilizations, of course, nor is only Earth in the universe.
"Changle, the most important thing in writing a diary is honesty." Teacher Xu shook her head, "Your content is not acceptable, revise it and hand it in tomorrow."
Little Bun Fu puffed out her cheeks and, without further explanation, took her diary back.
Teacher Xu shook her head.
"Kids these days love to compare," another female teacher laughed, "In our class, soone claid their father is the chairman of Lu Corporation, and so wrote about foreign financial consortiums."
"Teacher Xu, your class is sothing else, claiming their mom is the Chief Researcher of the Cosmic Carrier Experint."
They all knew about the Cosmic Carrier Experint.
That was not a field they could co into contact with.
A little child, writing with so many technical terms, goodness knows where they saw them.
Teacher Xu sighed: "Exactly, that’s why we must have them seriously write about the ordinary people around them, that is true beauty and goodness."
Chief Researcher of the Cosmic Carrier Experint?
That’s a bit too much exaggeration.
**
Little Bun Fu spaced out for an entire night and didn’t revise her diary.
She stared at her diary.
Clearly what she wrote was all true, not exaggerated in the least, in fact, it was humble.
"Changle, it’s too late, ti to sleep." Su Wen ca over, picked her up, "Tomorrow your mommy will be back, she’ll take you out for a big al and tell you stories."
Hearing this, Little Bun Fu clasped her hands happily: "Then I’ll check if Mommy ate snacks secretly."
Su Wen: "..."
For a mont, she didn’t know whether her daughter or granddaughter was more pitiful.
"Grandma, I didn’t finish my howork," Little Bun Fu hugged Su Wen’s neck softly, "What if the teacher calls on tomorrow?"
"Then don’t do it," Su Wen felt sorry for her, "Kindergarten doesn’t really matter, follow your brother to do experints, or go out and play, gain practical experience."
"Hmph, I don’t want to," Little Bun Fu was upset, "Brother is too annoying, say one word to him, and he only replies with one, in the future, he’ll be just like Uncle Yan, all dogs."
"I am human, I don’t want to be with him, this is human pride."
Fu Qianyu, who heard everything clearly: "..."
He was just too lazy to speak.
Just treat him as soone without vocal cords.
"Changle." Fu Qianyu jumped down from the sofa, hesitated, then said, "If you don’t want to go to kindergarten, I’ll take you to the planetarium tomorrow?"
Little Bun Fu turned around, took her toothbrush cup, and splashed a faceful of water at him.
Fu Qianyu: "..."
He didn’t want this little sister anymore.
After washing up, Little Bun Fu ran back to her room.
The diary was still on the desk.
The clock was already pointing to nine-thirty.
It was indeed bedti.
Little Bun Fu stared at her diary, quite troubled.
She had no idea how to revise it.
What she wrote was entirely factual, everything she heard from Uncle Tinglan and Uncle Shaoying.
Her annoying brother would follow along and learn, usually.
If lucky, this year, the Cosmic Carrier would be born.
She could also go see the universe.
This was also the promise Ying Zijin gave her.
But what should she do if the kindergarten teacher did not believe?
If she wrote about Fu Yunshen, it would probably scare them even more.
Only her mommy’s identity seed ordinary enough.
After pondering for a long ti, Little Bun Fu chose not to change a single word in the end.
She slowly picked up her pen, and after adding "Ying Zijin" next to "My Mommy," she put the diary back into her backpack.
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