Xue Yuantong first realized that the Small Landmine had not exploded. She had narrowly escaped disaster.
Then she recalled Jiang Ning's words.
Performing a face change...
Xue Yuantong's little face froze. How dared Jiang Ning mock her? She forced out a smile and tried to cover up her blunder:
"Hahaha, my acting's good, right?"
"Look how badly I scared you two. Actually, I did it on purpose, specifically to test your courage."
"I had already predicted where the Small Landmine would land. Even if Jiang Ning hadn't acted just now, I would've stomped it out myself and never let it explode."
"Well, nothing I could do about it. Jiang Ning, you're just too timid—you stomped out the Small Landmine before I could."
The more Xue Yuantong spoke, the smoother it became. Her braid perked up, and her confidence returned.
She took out another Small Landmine and made as if to hand it over. "Chuchu, light this one for me."
Chuchu hurriedly stepped back two paces. Her limpid, rippling eyes looked at Xue Yuantong as she said softly:
"Tongtong, I don't want to light it anymore. I'm a little scared."
Xue Yuantong was still not satisfied. "Fine, then."
She looked provocatively at Jiang Ning. "You won't get to watch my masterful slingshot skills today."
"What a pity." She shook her head, looking utterly regretful.
Jiang Ning was speechless. You really know how to spin nonsense.
After that, the three of them fell quiet again outside the single-story house. Xue Yuantong held her slingshot and aimlessly targeted the lush green Wheat Field ahead.
Xue Chuchu stood by the wall, memorizing vocabulary.
Jiang Ning sat on a small stool in the sun, enjoying the relaxed and leisurely winter vacation.
Xue Yuantong scooted over, reached out, bent down, and placed her phone on Jiang