Qingsi nodded."Yes, I know uncle. He came to look for me during the break, but I ignored him."
"Good girl. Let's go, uncle will buy you popsicles." You Yi lifted qingsi up and strode out. He bought qingsi a piece of Snow Cake at the small store at the school gate.
"Mommy's not feeling well today. Qingsi, you have to be good when you're home, okay?"
Qingsi didn't even bother to eat the snow Cake."What's wrong with mommy? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
You Yi hesitated."It's not serious. It's just ... My stomach hurts a little."
"Then, uncle," qingsi said anxiously,"drive faster. Let's go home quickly. Mom used to have a stomachache for a few days every month, and it was really bad ..."
Qingsi didn't know that it was menstrual pain, but she knew that her mother would be in so much pain that she couldn't move for two days every month.
Qingsi matured early. Every few days before that, he would help qingsi do more work and make her less busy.