Chapter 9: Mom is Back

  Girls are always enthusiastic about gossip, even if you don't intentionally listen to it, you'll still know a little bit. Especially when this gossip is about Xia Jingjing, who everyone is very curious about.

  Zhang Yue knew that Xia Jingjing lived in the family quarters of the Science Museum, her parents were high-ranking officials, and her family conditions were extremely good. This could be seen from her dress and demeanor. There were many pretty girls, but in that era, at that age, girls like Xia Jingjing who possessed a scholarly aura were truly rare. But this was not the main reason she caused a sensation, the real reason was that Xia Jingjing's paintings were exceptionally good.

  I remember it was the first day they entered school, after the head teacher arranged the seats and left. It happened to be a self-study class, and the math teacher had everyone write a test paper. Due to the sudden addition of transfer students, there were not enough test papers, so the teacher went back to the office to find more test papers.

  At this time, suddenly heard Xia Jingjing's deskmate exclaim: "Is this drawn by yourself? Oh my god, is this really drawn by you?"

  So for the rest of the class, everyone was a bit restless, looking forward to the end of the class to see what would happen. After all, for a group of 8 or 9-year-old kids, curiosity can conquer everything.

  Class is over, everyone swarmed to Xia Jingjing's seat, her deskmate excitedly holding a notebook and showing off, with an expression as if it were hers. The notebook was filled with all sorts of cartoon characters. Floral fairy, Xili, magical girl warriors... each one had a different expression, lifelike and vivid.

  "Xia Jingjing, can you help me draw one?" It was unclear who made the suggestion, but classmates echoed in agreement.

  Xia Jing didn't decline and took over the brush, after a few strokes, in just a few minutes, a super cute little pig appeared on paper.

  So, for a long time, the 10-minute break between classes was enough for Xia Jingjing to not leave her seat, and having a painting of Xia Jingjing was something that classmates in the whole grade felt worth bragging about.

  Thinking of this, Zhang Yue couldn't help but laugh, they were really just a group of kids.

  Although they have been classmates for more than two years, Zhang Yue and Xia Jingjing do not have many opportunities to interact with each other. It's not that there is any conflict between them, but rather, they each have their own circle of friends, and there is no overlap between them.

  Although so, Zhang Yue has always been quite fond of Xia Jingjing, to the point that after many years, when recalling elementary school classmates, Zhang Yue can only remember Zheng Xiaohui and Xia Jingjing.

  When I got home at noon, I smelled a strong fragrance from afar. Oh, Grandpa is cooking his signature braised pomfret!

  Zhang Yue swallowed hard and shouted: "Grandpa! Grandpa!" as she bounced into the house.

  It's strange to think about, but Zhang Yue has slowly blended into her new life. She's started getting used to being a little girl again and is beginning to enjoy the pampered days she's having now. As for the exhausted and aging past-life Zhang Yue, it seems like she's already faded away, leaving her behind.

  Watching Zhang Yue rush into the kitchen, Grandpa had a helpless look on his face, but his eyes still couldn't hide his doting love.

  Grandpa patted Zhang Yue's forehead with his hand: "What are you shouting about? Your mom is back, she's sleeping. You'll wake her up again! You're not as well-behaved as your sister, look at how well-behaved Qingqing is."

  Zhang Yue smiled and rubbed her head, sticking her fingers into the plate to dip a little fish soup and licking it.

  "Go wash your hands!" Under Grandfather's scolding, Zhang Yue slipped out of the kitchen and saw her little sister Zhang Qing sitting obediently at the table waiting for dinner. Zhang Yue walked over, rubbed her oily hand on her sister's face for a long time, and her sister chased after her, shouting and yelling.

  The two of them were laughing and making a ruckus when Grandma came out with a spatula: "Are you crazy?! Your mom is sleeping!"

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  If you have time, I also hope to take a look at another article, "Daiyu Crosses Over to My Home" in the author's other works. Thank you!