"hiss…"

"ah--"

Xiao Pangdun and Li Yao fell down together.

Both of them fell out of the sand pit, and the little fat boy started crying loudly.

Several children nearby quickly gathered around. From their perspective, the chubby Zhou Zilong raised his hand and pushed Li Yao, and then they both fell down.

"Zhou Zilong, you are so mean!"

"That's right! We don't play with bad kids!"

"I won't play with you!"

"Bad boy!"

Li Yao's palm was scraped open. He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said nothing. The scrape on his palm was exposed to the air. His skin was very white, and this small wound looked very serious.

Zhou Zilong closed his eyes and cried loudly, saying that it was not his fault. He was dragged down, not bullying!

"He is the bad boy!" Xiaopang felt more and more aggrieved and cried out of breath.

But no one believed him. After all, he used to love bragging and telling lies. The other kids all gathered around Li Yao, asking about his well-being, and no one cared about him.

Not only that, the children's noise attracted the attention of the parents on the other side, and they all came over together.

As soon as Li Qiao approached, Li Yao rushed over in two steps and hugged his mother's legs. He was so small and looked very aggrieved.

Zhou Zilong's mother is a physical education teacher. When she saw that the fair and tender child was injured, she knew what was wrong with her son and quickly apologized.

They live in the same neighborhood and see each other every day. They may even go to the same school in the future. I really don’t want the kids to become enemies.

Several children were talking to each other about what had happened.

"It was Zhou Zilong's younger brother who pushed me!"

"He's bad!"

"He bullied Mu Mu last time!"

Mu Mu is the little girl who left dirty marks on Li Yao's legs.

Zhou Zilong, who was "framed", sat on the ground, kicking his legs and rolling around.

Until many other children said, "Zhou Zilong said his brother doesn't have a father, he is the worst!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the looks from the parents nearby became very subtle, and Zhou Zilong's mother was the most embarrassed.

She grabbed her fat son who was throwing a tantrum on the ground and slapped him twice on the butt. "Who taught you to be so foul-mouthed? Why don't you apologize to your brother?"

Zhou Zilong's eyes widened as he was spanked in public. The four-year-old already felt ashamed. He shook his head desperately, "No apology!"

He didn't dare to say that Li Yao had no father. He also fell down, so why did everyone scold him?

Mother Zhou slapped him on the butt again, and the little fat boy started crying, but he just refused to give in.

There was no other way. As a parent, Mother Zhou could only set a good example. "I'm sorry, Mother Li Yao, this child of mine has been spoiled. I apologize to you again."

She thought that after her husband got off work, she would have to go to the other family's house to give a gift.

Li Qiao spread Li Yao's palm, and the little guy looked up and smiled, indicating that he was fine. He withdrew his hand, turned around like a little adult, and said shyly to Mother Zhou: "I don't blame my brother."

Mother Zhou:!

A mother's heart was moved.

Why does his rebellious son always bully others?

So, he glanced at his fat son and said unhappily, "Look how well-behaved he is. You just wait for him when he gets home." It was not convenient for him to do that outside, so he made fried pork with bamboo shoots for him when he got home.

Zhou Zilong's buttocks tightened, his eyes reddened, knowing that he couldn't avoid this beating today...

"It's all your fault that you're ugly! Otherwise I wouldn't compare my father with someone else!" After being a coward for a long time, he finally got impulsive.

Mother Zhou, however, wasn't angry. She snorted, "You're right, aren't you? Since you look down on me, don't eat the pork elbow I made tonight!"

Zhou Zilong pursed his lips and stopped humming.

This little farce passed just like that.

The four-year-old naughty child did not have his naughty parents who supported him unconditionally, so he was suppressed.

Li Qiao didn't want to argue with the child, mainly because the little guy next to him didn't care, and even whispered something in the little fat boy's ear.

Xiaopang was stunned.

Children fight and argue with each other one second and make up the next.

The parents gradually dispersed, probably thinking that the children's fight was harmless.

Li Yao's palm was scratched, and Li Qiao prepared to take him home.

Li Yao followed him obediently, but turned around and smiled with his eyes curved. The little fat boy was still in a daze.

"Your mother doesn't love you."

"Your mother doesn't love you."

"Your mother doesn't love you."

…

This sentence looped over and over in his mind.

Li Yao's words upset the four-year-old Xiaopang. He didn't understand what love or not meant. He only knew that his mother favored other children.

Mother Zhou also left with the other parents, leaving the children to continue playing.

Because Li Yao was gone, several little girls put the "blame" on Zhou Zilong.

"It's all your fault! You pissed off your brother and he left!"

"My brother's mother will definitely not let him play with us anymore. It's all your fault!"

"We don't want to play with you! Don't come over here!"

…

The little fat boy was excluded and marginalized. He only had a few playmates of the same age in the community. If he didn't play with them, who else could he play with?

Unlike his disheveled self, Li Yao was in a good mood after leaving with his mother.

He wasn't offended, as he didn't have a father and didn't need one, but he hated bad kids, even though he himself had become one.

"Do you know what daddy is?"

The child has never known the word "father" since he was young. Does he know what a father is?

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