The first day of school was over, and Hermann was helping Nina pack her schoolbag.
“Brother, I want a bicycle,” Nina said, looking out the window at the students riding their bikes home.
“Nina, you don’t know how to ride a bicycle yet.”
“But if I never have a bicycle, how can I learn?” Nina pouted.
“Nina,” Hermann said patiently, “Mom just started working. We don’t have any extra money. I promise you, I’ll find a way to get you one later, okay?”
Nina was a little disappointed, but she obediently nodded. Hermann patted her head and picked up the last book.
“Whoa, is that an old edition textbook?” a voice exclaimed from behind.
Hermann immediately stepped in front of Nina.
Over the years of hardship, there had been no shortage of people who had caused them trouble, so Hermann was al
