"Fufu, what happened at school today? Why are you so happy?"
As Zhou Fu pushed open the door, her mother, Fu Ma, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, curiously asked.
"Huh? Am I?" Zhou Fu was puzzled, because she didn't intentionally smile.
"You just need to write 'I'm very happy' on your face." Her mom Tucao.
Is it that obvious...
"Ah, it's okay." After placing her school bag on the table, Zhou Fu sat beside Fu Ma and started playing with her phone.
"What are you looking at?"
As Fu Ma leaned over, Zhou Fu quickly turned the phone to the side, guarding against any peeps: "Why look at others playing with their phones..."
"You can look at me playing too." Fu Ma frankly showed her phone to her and said, "Only when there's something to hide would someone be afraid of others seeing their phone."
"No." Zhou Fu retorted.
But her expression wasn't that open.
"How's school lately, have you made any good friends?" Fu Ma asked.
