I was born and listened to my neighbor's older sister talk about her family of origin.

A day goes by quickly.

After school.

Jiang Ye waited at the entrance of Class 2. Ji Xiaoxiao greeted him and then left with a beautiful short-haired woman at the entrance, who was her mother.

She lives in the next neighborhood, not far away, but on the opposite side of Jiang Ye's road.

Jiang Ye leaned against the wall and waited for a while before the door to Class 2 was opened.

A pockmarked boy ran out crying, with two tissues stuffed in his nostrils, and blood seeping through them.

His grandmother, who came to pick him up, felt heartbroken upon seeing this.

"Oh dear, my little darling, what's wrong?!"

Jiang Ye was taken aback.

Isn't this Zhao Xiaoming from yesterday?

What about floating gear?

The next second, the crying started again, and the little fat boy ran out right after Zhao Xiaoming.

The chubby boy, with his hands wrapped in cloth, burst into tears and ran into his mother's arms at the door.

The teacher from Class 2 stepped forward to explain to the two parents.

Zhao Xiaoming accidentally fell and hit his nose, but he has already received emergency treatment.

The chubby boy, being mischievous during recess, accidentally bumped into a child next to him who was about to drink water, and got his hand burned by the hot water.

Fortunately, one wasn't seriously injured, and the other was just slightly scalding from lukewarm water.

But that's enough to keep them busy.

"A-Ye, what are you looking at?"

Jiang Ye was listening intently when Xu Zhiyu appeared in front of him without him noticing.

Her smile remained unchanged, but her eyes betrayed no emotion.

A hint of doubt flashed in Jiang Ye's eyes, but he quickly dismissed it.

Xu Zhiyu is only a few years old, how could she possibly do such a thing?

He shook his head.

"It's nothing."

He took Xu Zhiyu's hand.

"Let's go home."

Hao Mei was already waiting at the door.

When she saw Jiang Ye and Xu Zhiyu come out hand in hand, her eyes sparkled.

Ahhh, his son and Xiaoyu are such a perfect match.

Hao Mei stepped forward, took one of their hands, and smiled at Xu Zhiyu, "Little Yu, how about we go to Auntie's hair salon for a visit?"

Xu Zhiyu really wanted to go.

But she still shook her head.

"No, Auntie, my mom told me to call her as soon as I get home from school, otherwise she'll get angry."

"And I also need to go back to dance practice."

Hao Mei was somewhat disappointed.

"Oh well."

……

Jiang Ye's life in kindergarten was noisy, mundane, yet fulfilling.

I go to and from school with Xu Zhiyu every day.

In class, he would play cops and robbers with Ji Xiaoxiao.

She plays the police officer, Jiang Ye plays the criminal, and Zhou Jie plays the victim.

Everyone delivered a powerful performance.

Of course, in the end, he was always caught by Ji Xiaoxiao, handcuffed with shoelaces, and made to shout "I confess."

Meanwhile, Zhou Jie cheered loudly from the side, looking like he had finally gotten his revenge.

Ji Xiaoxiao laughed triumphantly, having earned the title of the first policewoman at Chunhua Kindergarten.

Jiang Ye almost doubted whether he had been reborn at all.

Otherwise, how could they become so childish?

After school, Xu Zhiyu was kept at home by Cheng Jinglan as usual.

Only on weekends, when Cheng Jinglan's dance class is busy, can she catch her breath and secretly go out to play with Jiang Ye.

Occasionally, Jiang Ye would invite Ji Xiaoxiao along.

He could tell that Xu Zhiyu seemed to have some aversion to Ji Xiaoxiao.

But Ji Xiaoxiao was oblivious to everything and was extremely enthusiastic towards Xu Zhiyu, calling her "sister" repeatedly.

She shares any delicious food or fun activities with him immediately, even more so than with Jiang Ye, her "good buddy".

As time went on, Xu Zhiyu gradually lost her aversion to Ji Xiaoxiao and was able to get along with her like a normal child.

……

And just like that, a year passed in a flash.

The Chinese New Year is fast approaching.

Bright red Spring Festival couplets were hung on Jiang Ye's house door, and cute monkey figures were pasted on the windows, filling the whole house with a festive atmosphere.

Hao Mei and Jiang Cheng were orphans and had rarely experienced the warmth of home during holidays.

Therefore, after getting married and having children, they attach great importance to all kinds of holidays, and they make sure that their son will not grow up in a lonely atmosphere.

Especially during the Spring Festival, if others have something, their son must have it too.

So that day, Jiang Ye wore a new outfit and kowtowed repeatedly to Hao Mei and Jiang Cheng, who were sitting on the sofa.

Happy New Year to Mom and Dad! May everything go well for you and may you prosper!

Hao Mei and Jiang Cheng smiled broadly and gave Jiang Ye two red envelopes.

Jiang Ye, being extremely greedy, immediately opened it and took a look.

Both cost 200 yuan.

A total of 400.

For Jiang Cheng and Hao Mei, this is already more than enough.

After all, their barbershop only earns two or three thousand a month.

Jiang Ye kowtowed again, expressing his gratitude loudly, which made Hao Mei beam with joy. Jiang Cheng was moved to tears, saying that his son had grown up.

Next comes the series of procedures for the Spring Festival.

Their family didn't need to visit relatives and offer New Year's greetings, so after Jiang Ye received his lucky money that day, he had nothing to do.

Xu Zhiyu went with Cheng Jinglan to visit her parents' home for the New Year, but Xu Hai did not go with her. He was homeless and his whereabouts were unknown at the moment.

So the area across the street was quiet and deserted.

"Ano!"

There was a noise at the door. Ji Xiaoxiao pounded on the slightly rusty metal security door and called out in a clear voice.

Jiang Ye went up to open the door, and Ji Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up when she saw her.

Today she was wearing a bright red cotton coat, white trousers, and a fluffy pink bear-ear hat, revealing a section of her short hair; she was still adorable.

"My dad said there's a big opera performance at Lanting Square later, and there will be lots of delicious food and fun things to do. Let's go together!"

"Performing opera?"

As a typical Gen Z, Jiang Ye respects traditional culture, but he simply can't muster any interest in those melodious operas.

"I'm not going."

Jiang Ye was not in the mood.

I'd rather stay home and watch TV.

Ji Xiaoxiao pouted unhappily and started shaking Jiang Ye's hand.

"Go, go, go~~"

Ji Yue gritted his teeth silently as he watched his daughter act cute and charming.

His Xiaoxiao has never acted this affectionately towards him before!

What makes this kid so special?

At this moment, Hao Mei and Jiang Cheng walked out from behind Jiang Ye.

"Singing in an opera? I absolutely have to go!"

She nudged Jiang Ye, displeased, and said, "You brat, this girl has brought her parents all over to play with you, and you still don't want to go for it?"

Jiang Ye put his hands in his pockets and sniffed.

Ji Xiaoxiao is just too lively and too mischievous.

He had already suffered a lot in kindergarten and just wanted to relax during the Chinese New Year.

But she was still pulled over.

Jiang Cheng scratched his head and said to Ji Yue with a smile, "Brother Ji, wait a moment, let's go together. I'll bring some melon seeds. It's rare for the two kids to get along so well, let's get to know each other better."

It has to be said that Jiang Cheng's later business success was inseparable from his personality of liking to make many friends.

Ji Yue wasn't actually against the couple, but he was mainly doing so because of Jiang Ye.

Their son not only saved Ji Xiaoxiao, but is also a well-known child prodigy. It wouldn't hurt for Ji Xiaoxiao to have more contact with him.

When Hao Mei and Jiang Cheng finished getting ready and brought Jiang Ye downstairs, there was someone waiting at the door.

It was Ji Xiaoxiao's mother, Chen Mei.

The two families chatted and laughed as they headed to Lanting Square.

The adults walked ahead, while Jiang Ye and Ji Xiaoxiao followed behind, chattering incessantly.