The little boy found that he had a little talent in learning, and he seemed to have no talent in other things.

He has cooked the dumplings several times.

But it's still so unpalatable.

He was desperate about his cooking skills.

...

The little boy finished a bowl of dumplings in a hurry.

Mom and Dad and Teacher have said that you cannot waste food.

The dumplings cooked by yourself must be eaten no matter how unpleasant they are.

Besides, it is not as difficult to eat and swallow.

But I don't know why...

His tears kept falling into the bowl.

After eating, the bowl of dumplings became a little salty.

...

The little boy went to the room and carried his schoolbag.

He was about to go out when he suddenly remembered something.

oh!

His test paper!

.....

The little boy took off his shoes quickly and ran to his parents' room.

He remembers...

He walked towards the bedside table in the master bedroom.

He has seen his test paper.

...

The little boy picked up the test paper and didn't look closely, he would stuff the test paper into his schoolbag.

His movements stopped.

Um?

What?

He just...

He immediately took the test paper in front of him.

The next second, his eyes widened.

...

Signed, signed!?

A rather delicate signature was added next to that bright red result.

It's the name of my mother.

...

The little boy stared at the test paper for a while.

For a moment, my heart was mixed.

I don't know if I should laugh or cry.

...

My mother saw his message.

I signed for him.

but……

Thinking of the bowl of dumplings that were so salty just now, with a bit of half-cooked skin and stuffing...

The little boy's eyes turned red again.

Why...it's fine if I come back late...

Why aren't you here in the morning?

Mom and Dad...Is there nothing to tell him?

...

The little boy wiped his eyes hard.

From the corner of my eye, I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

The time above shocked him.

Going late!

...

The little boy hurriedly stuffed the test paper into his schoolbag and hurriedly left home.

...

“…Mom and Dad…isn’t it too much?”

The little boy still lowered his head.

I didn't look at the big sister next to me.

.....

The day passed, but he still couldn't let it go.

He came here again.

Anyway, even if my parents are not around after I go home.

He thought of going to school in the morning, and the classmates in the class were discussing the matter of asking his parents to sign the test paper yesterday...

Some people have received praise.

Some people are criticized.

There are even those who are scolded so badly that they keep complaining to their friends...

certainly.

Some are comforted too.

He said that his parents felt uncomfortable because of her poor test scores, but instead comforted her...

She said that she would fail this exam, so she would do it well to check for omissions and fill in the gaps next time.

...

Only him, nothing.

No criticism.

No comfort.

He returned home and only greeted him with a room of air.

...

He lowered his head in the classroom.

No sound.

...

"Pu"

A slight sound rang.

The little boy was slightly stunned.

He blinked with some hesitation and ignorance.

"Click~"

Another slight sound.

But this time, the little boy saw it... it was a tear.

...

The little boy's head was lowered.

He felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

He is not used to crying in front of strangers.

He didn't even cry in front of his parents.

Most of the time he hid himself and cried secretly alone.

...

The woman frowned slightly.

She hesitated and reached out her hand.

...

Um?
To be continued...