"Emmm..."
Zhou Li squinted at the smaller Brother Nan in front of him, automatically adopting a child's mindset. "You have so many boxes of chalk, can't you lend me one?"
This time, Brother Xiao Nan seemed older than before; you could tell just by her stature. Although she was only in third grade, she was already very tall. Rural kids generally had slightly poorer nutrition than city kids, which meant she was much taller than the three classmates who swept the floor in her class, even taller than most sixth graders.
Zhou Li thought about his own height in third grade; matching up to Brother Nan's nose then would have been considered pretty good.
No wonder she had been the king of children from a young age.
Her attire was ordinary; the knees of her pants were worn through, turning them into holey pants, and she was covered in dust, displaying a playful nature.
