The weekend arrived, and everyone entered their days off.
Little Fool, in a white dress, with her chestnut hair cut to a medium length, lay on her side on the blanket, propping her cheek with her right hand.
"Look, what's this?" 102 sat on the ground and shook a colorful literacy card in front of Little Fool.
"Quack." Little Fool made a crisp sound.
"What is this?" Xu Yang picked up another card and showed it to Little Fool.
"Kitty." Little Fool said.
"That's not fair!" 102 stood up, "Why can't she speak clearly when she sees me!"
"Maybe you don't care for her enough." Xu Yang sat on the ground.
Now, Little Fool had more strength and vitality than ever before, and after reading various scrolls, she gained more and more mysterious qualities. But what she was really thinking remained a mystery to everyone.
