My brother is going back to our hometown, and mom took him to buy clothes.

He put on the new shoes, mom bent down, used her thumb to press on the shoe tip, and said, "Hmm, not too big or too small, fits well."

My brother lowered his head, his face turning red.

After my brother went back to our hometown, I asked mom every day when he would come back for the exam.

Asking ten times a day, mom got annoyed.

One morning, I was lying in bed, and mom said by the bedside, "Your brother is here."

I quickly got up, jumped out of bed, barefoot, and ran outside.

Leaning on the railing, I saw my brother waving at me downstairs.

I rushed downstairs, feeling so happy that I didn't know what to do, so I just hugged my brother's leg, slid down, sat on his shoe, looked up at him, and giggled.

Mom shouted from upstairs, "Xiaoyu, you are acting crazy again!"

On the day of the exam, due to my tantrums, mom took me along as well.

We rode the electric bike to the county town, with me hugging mom's waist and leaning against my brother's back.

The new school is really beautiful, like a beautiful big garden.

We took the Chinese and math exams in the morning, and the English exam in the afternoon.

We were most worried about this subject; my brother had never properly studied English in the countryside, only attending a summer course at Teacher Wu's tutoring class.

I sneaked to the side of the exam room, tiptoed, leaned against the window to peek inside.

Oh no, my brother had already put down his pen, propped his chin, lost in thought.

I got anxious and shouted loudly, "Brother, brother, hurry up and write!"

The students in the classroom all looked up at me.

The invigilator shouted, "Where did this child come from?"

My brother smiled and made an OK gesture to me.

Mom caught up and took me away.