A Warmhearted Little Friend

The little girl learning to dance with Zhou Dongdong is named Song Taozi. She is a bit shy and introverted. She is holding Zhou Dongdong's Ultraman mask and a small airplane in her hand, and is sitting seriously on a small stool watching Zhou Dongdong swing her arms quickly on the stage.

Song Taozi couldn't tell that this was dancing, but she was very worried that Zhou Dongdong would fall off the stage or hit her hands on the wall or table, which would hurt terribly and make her cry.

"Oops!"

Zhou Dongdong fell down as usual, quickly got up, and said breathlessly, "If I had spun a little faster, I almost flew up a tiny bit."

Song Taozi quickly jumped down and hugged Zhou Dongdong, patting Zhou Dongdong's bottom and knees.

"You almost did, but that's already amazing." Song Taozi looked at Zhou Dongdong with admiration, because Zhou Dongdong was always as lively and energetic as a puppy.

"You'll fly up to the sky and pluck the moon someday," Liu Chang'an and An Nuan said to Zhou Dongdong as they entered the classroom, their belief unwavering.

Zhou Dongdong originally planned to continue teaching Song Taozi to dance, but now she's given up because Brother Chang'an will definitely laugh out loud.

"I... well, I'm really good too." Zhou Dongdong wanted to retort, but felt that it sounded like a compliment, so she nodded.

"Little friend, are you going home by yourself or is your mom coming to pick you up?" An Nuan asked another child with concern.

"My name is Song Taozi." Song Taozi did not directly answer An Nuan's question, but introduced herself in a soft voice.

"Taozi's mother will come to pick her up," Zhou Dongdong said. Otherwise, Zhou Dongdong would be a little worried about leaving such a young child like Song Taozi alone in the big classroom.

"Let's go then." Liu Chang'an glanced at Song Taozi and said, taking Zhou Dongdong's hand.

"Her mother will be here soon, shall we go together?" Zhou Dongdong looked up at Liu Chang'an.

"Good."

Zhou Dongdong bounced up and down, and Song Taozi also bounced up and down with a smile, looking very happy.

"The little one is so cute, making so much fun out of the smallest things," An Nuan said with a smile to Liu Chang'an.

"Those little girls who get angry over the smallest things are also adorable."

Who is it?

"You."

"That's more like it. Then I'll reluctantly admit that I'm a little girl who gets angry over the smallest things." An Nuan finished speaking and chuckled a little embarrassedly.

Because of the existence of Brother Chang'an, who was the creator of most of the shadows in Zhou Dongdong's life, Zhou Dongdong stopped dancing and ran around in circles in the classroom. Song Taozi took out a picture book and put it on the table.

"Peach, do you recognize all these words?" An Nuan asked Song Taozi, because she remembered that Zhou Dongdong seemed to only look at books with pictures of food and small animals.

Song Taozi shook her head. She could only look at pictures, but her focus was different from Zhou Dongdong's.

"Let me ask you a question." An Nuan's voice became adorable again when she was with the children. Pointing to the book, she said, "Here's a question: Mom brought back five apples. How can she divide them among her four brothers so that each brother gets the same amount?"

"We can give one to Mom, everyone already has one," Song Taozi said happily.

An Nuan blinked; before her stood a heartwarming little angel.

"Zhou Dongdong, Mom brought five apples to divide among her four sons. How can we divide them so that each of them gets the same amount?" Liu Chang'an called Zhou Dongdong, who was running around, over.

Zhou Dongdong pursed her lips, poked her cheek with her finger, tilted her head to look at the ceiling, and then continued jumping up and down by the podium.

This is a typical example of a primary school student who doesn't do well in school but has a lot of energy.

"Zhou Dongdong?" Liu Chang'an pulled her back and repeated the question.

"My mom doesn't have four sons, she only has one little kid," Zhou Dongdong said matter-of-factly. "That's why I don't know how to do it!"

Girls are ultimately soft-hearted, An Nuan suppressed a laugh and said to Liu Chang'an, who was speechless after Zhou Dongdong's retort, "It's normal that you can't do it. After all, first-grade elementary school students don't have the concept of division."

"Does this require division?" Liu Chang'an looked at the lively little animal in front of him, who seemed oblivious to the fact that there was nothing wrong with it.

At this moment, Song Taozi's mother arrived to Song Taozi up. She was a woman in her thirties, wearing glasses, with a warm and friendly smile. She greeted Liu Chang'an and An Nuan warmly, and then they left the school together.

Song Taozi's mother drove up and asked if they could give her a ride since it was on her way. Liu Chang'an and An Nuan thanked her, took Zhou Dongdong's hand, and waved goodbye to Song Taozi, who had rolled down the car window.

"Mom seems to be a very considerate person," An Nuan praised, her first impression was very good.

Like mother, like daughter.

Liu Chang'an used this phrase to praise people, and he also frequently used it to insult them.

Because both Brother Chang'an and Sister An Nuan are very tall, Zhou Dongdong felt like she was being hoisted up if she held both of their fingers. So, Zhou Dongdong chose to hold only Brother Chang'an's finger and slowly sway along his thigh as they walked home.

Every so often, Zhou Dongdong would stop and look at a shop; these were signs her mother had taught her to remember the route.

The last shop turned out to be the one where Liu Chang'an and An Nuan had bought tea.

"Now there's Zhou Dongdong, me, and Sister An Nuan here. We're buying four cups of milk tea. How should we divide them to be the fairest?" Liu Chang'an stopped in his tracks.

"Bring a cup for my mom!" Zhou Dongdong's mom doesn't have four sons, but Zhou Dongdong only has one mom, so Zhou Dongdong can answer this kind of question.

An Nuan laughed; the child's way of thinking was truly adorable.

"See? Zhou Dongdong can do it too. She's just not as good at expressing herself as other kids, but that doesn't mean she's not kind-hearted," Liu Chang'an said to An Nuan with a hint of pride.

An Nuan chuckled. It turned out that Liu Chang'an was concerned that the other children had performed better than Zhou Dongdong, and he felt embarrassed, so he had to make Zhou Dongdong show off. This person usually said that Zhou Dongdong was a stupid child, but in fact he had high expectations for Zhou Dongdong.

So the three of them bought four cups of milk tea. Since it was her idea to bring one cup for her mother, Liu Chang'an and An Nuan each drank one cup as well, and Zhou Dongdong took one cup and drank it.

When they returned to the shop, it was past peak dining time, but it was still about 50% full. Zhou Shuling arranged a seat for Zhou Dongdong and asked Liu Chang'an and An Nuan if they wanted more noodles. After being refused, they took the milk tea that Zhou Dongdong had brought back and drank half a cup in one go. Then, they suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "I just remembered! Last time, it was reported that these teas actually contain a lot of calories. Drinking one cup of milk tea is equivalent to eating three pounds of fatty meat!"

"It's okay, you can be chubby like Zhou Dongdong," Liu Chang'an said nonchalantly.

"This is nothing? This is a huge problem!" Zhou Shuling playfully slapped Liu Chang'an, then regretfully finished the rest of her milk tea. She couldn't just waste half of it.