One evening after Christmas, Yao Shanshan returned home as weary as ever.
"Shanbao is back? You must be tired! I cooked today, made the traditional Zhou family Zhajiang noodles! Hurry up, wash your hands and have dinner!" Zhou Xueyin warmly greeted her.
"Okay..." Yao Shanshan responded weakly.
"Eh? Shanbao? What's that on the back of your down jacket?" Li Meng took the jacket Yao Shanshan handed over and exclaimed in surprise.
"What thing?" Yao Shanshan saw that her newly bought long down jacket had flamboyant, multicolored stripes on its back, "Could I have rubbed against something?"
"You did start your watercolor course recently, but..." Li Meng leaned in and sniffed the stripes, "This is acrylic paint! Not watercolor!"
"Oh my... This is brand new! Who did this? Are they sick?" Yao Shanshan clutched her down jacket, her eyes reddening.
"Shanshan, could you have offended someone at school?" Kang Siyin looked at her suspiciously.
