To Make He Yu Regret

After spending this week, He Yu thought it through.

All the contradictions in the preschool class have all found a solution.

He stopped being Jiang Mingzhen's "dog".

From now on, he and her draw a clear line.

There are many ways to confront Jiang Mingzhen, but after provoking her, she will never let it go. Not against her... but he was unwilling to accept Jiang Mingzhen's apology and went back to the past.

In the end, He Yu used his six-year-old smart head to figure out a way.

——He wants Jiang Mingzhen to hate him and take the initiative not to approach him.

So, let the story go back to the scene where his hand patted her chest.

Jiang Mingzhen lowered his head and stared at He Yu's hand in a daze. Ten seconds later, he screamed.

"what!"

She knew that this was a bad thing, and knew that it had a bad connotation. It was the "things boys can't do to girls" taught by the teacher in the health education class.

He Yu did it!

"Live taro is shameless."

Jiang Mingzhen's hands were still kept straight, and at this moment, they raised them directly, and slapped him in the left and right bows.

After beating him, she was ashamed and angry, and immediately turned and fled.

He Yu's goal was successfully achieved.

At this time, Jiang Mingzhen became the one who took the initiative to avoid He Yu.

In class on Monday, she went to school early and told the teacher that she would change to the same table. When He Yu came, his position was already occupied by a girl with a bow tie on her head.

Jiang Mingzhen and the girl folded paper together affectionately. He Yu came, and she didn't mean to talk to him at all.

Looking at the changed name tag on the table, he understood the situation on his own with great eyesight.

"Excuse me, where is your position?" He Yu asked the girl directly.

The girl pointed to him: "The third row in front, by the window."

After He Yu left, Jiang Mingzhen immediately became angry with the girl.

"Why are you talking to him?" She kicked her from below, her expression rather unhappy.

"He came to talk to me, I just answered," the girl argued aggrievedly, and wiped her dirty shoes: "This...you don't need to kick me, right?"

"If you talk to him, you are a traitor." Jiang Mingzhen raised his chin and formulated strict rules on the spot.

The girl had to respond: "Oh."

Jiang Mingzhen had a conflict with her native dog, but in one morning, all the children in the school spread it.

Last week, when everyone saw that they were no longer as inseparable as before, they felt that something had happened.

This week, Jiang Mingzhen will not sit at the same table with He Yu, and is forbidden: all those who play with her are not allowed to play with He Yu.

If Jiang Mingzhen finds out who is playing with her and talking to He Yu, then she will treat that person as a "traitor." The traitor was treated the same as He Yu, and everyone who played with Jiang Mingzhen couldn't treat the traitor.

"The local dog is so miserable," said the watcher, "he was abandoned by his master."

He Yu, who was at the center of the storm, was the calmest one.

He sits in the new position, the class that should be in class, the meal that should be eaten. He doesn't have to help girls pick up shuttlecocks during class, but he still walks outside the classroom.

There is a place similar to a botanical garden in the school, where the teacher leads the children to learn about different kinds of flowers and plants during gardening lessons. Usually, people don't go there very much unless they are in class.

He Yu always goes there between classes. After stepping into the botanical garden, his figure disappeared among the lush trees. When the class bell rang, he would return to the classroom with a leaf or two from time to time.

At first I thought he was bored, and he was simply picking leaves for fun. Everyone was not surprised. Until Wednesday's music class, He Yu used the leaves he picked up to blow a piece of "little stars" in the class.

Stunned by this strange scene, many people showed great interest.

"I've only seen this in costume dramas!"

"I've seen it too! You look like an ancient person, you can use leaves to play songs."

"How did you do it?"

Jiang Mingzhen squinted at the person trying to have a dialogue with He Yu. Fearing that he would become a "traitor," he silenced angrily.

Even so, He Yu answered him kindly.

"It has a lot to do with the leaves," he said, "you have to choose the right leaves."

In this way, the botanical garden suddenly became lively between classes.

No one took the initiative to speak to He Yu at first. The children gathered together to play in the botanical garden. They played with theirs. He Yu squatted on the ground alone, looking here and there.

After He Yu changed a place, they hurried to the bush where he had been.

"Did you see what kind of leaves the dog picked just now?" The children talked about it.

The person who could see clearly chose a similar leaf on the ground and moved it to his mouth.

"Puff puff--" Ye Zi made a strange voice, and he blew a few more times, his face spitting.

"Are you not blowing hard enough?" The kid next to him advised him.

The man exerted greater strength, and the leaves in his hand were blown directly by him.

The others changed leaves of different shapes and different methods, and tried a few more times. No one can make a nice sound from leaves like He Yu.

While they were busy working here, a clear tone of "little stars" came from the other end of the botanical garden.

It seems that He Yu has found another leaf suitable for playing.

The children listened to him in silence, and then looked at the leaves in their hands. The more they looked, the more they felt unpleasant.

"I..." someone said weakly: "I kind of want to ask the dog what kind of leaf it is."

Everyone looked at each other, and no one seemed to have objections.

"Uh, do you want to ask?"

"If you ask, I will go too."

"Then I will go too!"

Looking up from the bushes, He Yu saw a group of his classmates crowded around him.

"Hey, dog," the boy said with a light cough, "We have something to ask you."

He Yu naturally knew what they were coming from, playing with the leaves in his hands, his voice was soft but firm: "I am not a dog, I have a name."

"Well...He Yu."

Asking for something is always soft, and they are not entangled in a small title.

"Well, we want to ask you, what kind of leaves can you blow?"

He Yu smiled at them and opened his palms to show them his leaves.

"If you want a leaf with a smooth surface, the side of it should be such a strip, flat and curved, and then you touch the leaf, the whole piece is almost the same thickness."

He taught very seriously, and all the heads of the children came together to observe the characteristics of the leaf.

"In addition to these, look for leaves that are just green. If it is too fresh, it will break easily, and the sound of too old leaves will not sound good."

This is simply too knowledgeable.

Children are easily excited creatures. Finding such special leaves in the botanical garden is a challenging task. After He Yu finished speaking, they couldn't wait to spread out, looking for their own leaves.

"Is this leaf okay?"

The one who found it quickly held the leaf quickly and came back to find He Yu for certification.

He touched his hand and nodded at him: "Yes, you can blow it."

The child opened his mouth and pressed his lips against the leaves...

"No sound?" He was immediately disappointed.

"It's the wrong way of blowing," He Yu took the leaf and pressed his hands against the edge of the leaf, and flipped upward slightly: "You have to fold the leaf to make a sound."

The child expressed doubt: "Really? What difference does it make if you fold it? You can tell me."

He Yu put the folded leaf on his lips and blew the special sound like a small flute with ease.

Now everyone can't hide the envy of his leaf blowing skills: "You are so amazing! Who taught you this?"

"I am a countryman, and I often play in the mountains. There are many trees in the mountains, so many of our country children can blow leaves. I was taught by other children. They can blow better than me. I can only do the simplest."

Although He Yu was disgusted with the nickname they took, he didn't care about his own life experience. He spoke a "countryside" and spoke quite frankly.

"I want to learn!"

Hearing the music, the owner of that leaf could no longer hold back.

"He Yu, can you teach me to blow?"

"sure."

He readily responded, folded the leaves, and taught him hand in hand.

"beep--!!"

Unskilled playing, half of the air, mixed with half of the deep music.

The boy widened his eyes, pinched the leaves, his eyes turned around in surprise, expressing his excitement at the sound. Puffing up, he blew a few more times.

"Toot toot--"

"Gosh! You can really make a different sound!"

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred, everyone rushed to tell each other, the botanical garden has leaves that can make sounds.

After a few classes passed, many people in the class were holding leaves in their hands. The number of "traitors" in Jiang Mingzhen's team has gradually increased.

Because there are fewer people, their shuttlecock teams are not evenly divided, and Jiang Mingzhen did not go to the playground during the break.

She held her arms and sat in her position sulking. The noise of "beep beep" was heard from time to time around, making her expression more and more stinky.

"Jiang Mingzhen...Everyone has gone."

Her new deskmate looked at her and asked in a twitchy manner.

"Can I go to the botanical garden to pick up leaves?"

Jiang Mingzhen gave her a white look: "You can be a'traitor' if you want to. I won't share your delicious food on Friday."

After weighing the two, the new tablemate chose to get back to the position.

She was unwilling, and the bow on her head drooped.

"Why don't you play with live taro? Were you not very good before?"

There happened to be no one in the classroom. Jiang Mingzhen was aggrieved by He Yu, holding back in her heart for so long, she wanted to talk to others.

Beckoned to the girl, the girl stretched out her ears smoothly.

"He..." Jiang Mingzhen bit her lip and whispered to her: "He touched me."

"Touching you?" The girl stepped back, looking around Jiang Mingzhen's body.

Nodded vigorously at her, and then Jiang Mingzhen pressed her hand on her chest.

"Huh?" The girl covered her mouth with her hand very exaggeratedly.

"Isn't he, he's too much!" Jiang Mingzhen furiously akimbo: "I plan to ignore him forever."

The girl put her cheeks in her mind, thinking.

In the end, she suddenly thought of something and slammed the table.

"I know!"

The bow jumped up and down twice because of her big movement, and the little girl was shocked.

"Jiang Mingzhen, does Huo Yu like you?"

Jiang Mingzhen burst into laughter: "What are you talking about?"

"It's true, I listened to my brother!"

The girl moved the stool unceremoniously and told her carefully.

"One day my brother was holding his girlfriend in the room, hugging him very tightly, and I ran into him. He said, that's because he likes his girlfriend so much. My brother said..."

The girl cleared her throat, imitating her brother's tone.

"When a person loves another person deeply, all parts of his body will be abnormal, malfunction, and become wrong. Only when the person he likes appears, his body is rejuvenated and attracted by the person he loves. . So, my brother will stick to his girlfriend, and the two of them will be stuck in their arms, holding them motionless."

She didn't learn like it, and the whole passage passed through her mouth and became oily. But this level is enough to bluff Jiang Mingzhen.

What kind of love, love, six-year-olds, one is talking nonsense and the other is listening.

Jiang Mingzhen nodded desperately, but didn't understand much at all.

It is precisely because of her little knowledge that she thinks what the girl's brother said is really amazing! That makes sense!

The topic returned to He Yu.

The girl asked Jiang Mingzhen with a serious face: "If it is an ordinary live taro, will he touch you?"

She answered decisively: "He certainly won't."

"Well," the girl snapped her fingers and checked one by one: "So, his body is abnormal, malfunctioning, and something is wrong."

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Mingzhen, and then they looked at her chest together.

The last finger also pressed down.

"He was attracted to you."

The conclusion is easy and there is no doubt.

The girl said: "He Yu is in love with you."