Chen Jianye thought about it and found the rationale convincing. At six, he was still – and very happily at that - playing in the mud, and he would have rebelled if made to go to school.
Thinking about the yearning and pleading look in his daughter's eyes the previous evening, his resolve softened: "Fine, let Sanni go to school then."
"Fantastic! I don't have to go to school!" Chen Xiaobao cheered gleefully.
Chen Erbao looked at him with envy, quickly raised his hand and shouted: "I'm also still small, I want to stay home and take care of Liuni!"
This way he wouldn't have to go to school!
Suddenly, Zhou Zhaodi's hand snatched his ear, turning angrily to twist it: "You little imp! You never take care of Liuni when needed, and now you suddenly remember your little sister?! You better go to school and study hard or I'll break your legs!"
"Owwww!"
Chen Erbao winced, pleading in pain: "I got it, Mum! I got it!"