Chu Xiaoqi was wearing a school uniform.
Since it was winter, everyone wore school uniform pants, and the clothes of the little girls and boys were the same.
At this moment, her hair was tied in a ponytail, and from the front, the top of her head was somewhat protruding; at first glance, she really did resemble the second elder of the Bais over forty years ago.
Matron Bai's eyes were filled with confusion, feeling as if she had returned to those days, because since the eldest had been personally mentored by Elder Bai, she could only give all her love to the second elder.
When the little child felt her longing for the eldest, she would reach out with her chubby little hands to wipe away her tears, "Mommy, don't cry, I will never be like brother, I'm no good, I'll just stick with you!"
Matron Bai was amused by his words, yet she would educate him, "That's not okay, you are so smart, how can you not achieve anything?"
