But she tugged me up and said, "Let's eat in the car! It's so dirty here."
I said, "I'm too dirty!"
She said, "You're not dirty, those kids are dirty!"
I got into their car, and she spoke to the driver in Chinese.
I didn't understand at the time.
Later, after I diligently studied Chinese, I remembered and realized that she had said to the driver, "Those kids were so mean just now, this little brother is obviously a young soldier fighting wars to protect peace so they can live comfortably, yet they treat soldiers like this!"
She was only five years old at the time, yet she could say these things.
Looking back, I feel that no one could compare to this little girl.
I had never ridden in such a beautiful car; their car was very clean, and I was completely smelly. I was afraid of dirtying the car, so I quickly finished my food and got out immediately.
