The task in the afternoon was to color the plaster dolls. This was also a task that required everyone’s cooperation because the colors distributed by the program team to each group of families were different. If they wanted to color them all, they needed to borrow colors from other people.
There was a child who asked others to borrow paints as soon as he came. That was Jiang Ranyang. He borrowed one thing and painted it, and then he filled up the colors that needed to be borrowed as soon as possible.
Others were based on the order in which plaster dolls were painted, from top to bottom. They also needed to borrow colors that they didn’t have.
There was also a child like Ji Ningyi who used up the colors in his hands first. When others came to borrow them, he could lend it to them and continue to paint with other colors.
Next to them was Jiang Ranyang, and Ji Zhile watched him secretly. When Jiang Ranyang came back from borrowing Xia Jiaran’s paint, he shamelessly asked Jiang Ranyang to borrow it and returned it immediately after using it, moving quickly and determined not to have any communication with Xu Weiqing.
Ji Ningyi and Ji Zhile cooperated very well and focused on the task. Si Tian noticed that Xia Jiaran was in a slightly depressed mood when he borrowed something back.
She was close to the two children. She seemed to be whispering under the camera, but no one heard the content.
“Aren’t Zhile and Ningyi no longer friends with Xia Jiaran?” She remembered that the relationship between the children was very good.
For children, every friend is precious. Si Tian also wanted to know more about them.
Ji Zhile shook his head and also said in a low voice: “No, we are still friends when his mother is not around.”
He originally didn’t like Xia Jiaran’s mother, but he decided to become friends with Xia Jiaran. He would not change what he had decided.
Ji Ningyi paused slightly as he held the brush and whispered, “Xia Jiaran said that his mother has changed. It turns out that his mother is not like she is now.”
Si Tian’s eyes brightened slightly. She did not expect that the answer she had been looking for would appear in her child’s mouth.
“Did Xia Jiaran say anything else?”
Ji Zhile saw that her mother was interested in this, so he immediately said: “Xia Jiaran said his mother is very good.”
But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn’t remember anything else. Ji Ningyi had a good memory and said almost exactly what Xia Jiaran told them at that time.
Ji Zhile nodded seriously: “Yes, Mom. I think Xia Jiaran’s mother is sick, just like you used to be.”
“But, Mom is already well.” He added happily, feeling that he was lucky.
Si Tian suppressed the emotions in her eyes and put her arms around them: “Yes, I’m already cured. I won’t get sick again in the future.”
They had just finished painting the upper body of the plaster doll when Xia Jiaran came over hesitantly: “Ningyi, Zhile, I want to borrow your sky blue paint.”
Ji Ningyi stopped the brush in his hand and said, “We don’t have sky blue. Xia Jiaran, if you need it, we can lend you the blue. Just add some water.”
His attitude was very friendly, and Xia Jiaran said, “Thank you.”
Si Tian thought of something and took the initiative: “Come with me, Ranran, I will take you to get water.”
She asked the two children: “Ningyi, Zhile, can you paint for a while by yourself?”
“Of course!” Ji Zhile said.
The faucet was outside the small yard and away from the camera. Si Tian asked Xia Jiaran to wash the brush first, so it did not mix with other colors. Xia Jiaran obeyed obediently.
Si Tian lowered her eyes, and her voice was calm and indifferent as if she was talking about something very ordinary: “Ranran, I heard from Ningyi that your mother wasn’t like this before, was she?”
Xia Jiaran was slightly startled and then nodded lightly: “Yes.”
He had a good impression of Si Tian because Aunt Si Tian was very kind and caring to Ji Ningyi and Ji Zhile, so he could say some private things at this time.
Si Tian continued to ask: “Then, when did your mother change? Do you still remember?”
Xia Jiaran said: “A few days before the show. Mom wanted to change my nickname…”
He closed his mouth and looked downcast, and at the same time, he recalled that Si Tian also called him Ranran just now.
He raised his head and asked, “Auntie, is this because my mother is sick? Zhile said that you were sick before, but now you are cured.”
With hopeful eyes, he asked expectantly, “Will my mother be okay too?”
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Translators Comment:
Woo woo… Ranran is also a poor child!!!
Your mother will definitely be better, Ranran!
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