"My mom only knows how to make noodles, and my dad's cooking is terrible. Last year, my sister was hospitalized after eating the stewed beans my dad made."

"My grandma cooks for me, but she doesn't want to cook meat. She only feeds me pickles and dry food every day. I'm not growing any taller because of it!"

Everyone was chattering.

Dongdong finished his rice ball slowly and took out the apple to eat.

Unexpectedly, one of them didn't hold the apple firmly, and it fell to the ground and rolled out.

Dongdong quickly got up and chased the apple.

After walking around the big rock, he saw several boys from lower grades spitting at a squatting little boy and cursing at him.

"Are you a beggar? You're eating apple peels from the ground. How shameful!"

"Even if it's just apple peel, it's not your turn to eat it, spit it out now!"

"If you don't spit it out, we'll tell the teacher and ask him to fire you, you capitalist son of a bitch!"

Song Yi squatted quietly and let people ridicule him.

No, no, when others have scolded you enough, they will naturally go away.

For him, the most important thing is to stay in school.

He can tolerate everything else.

He can do it.

Song Yi encouraged himself in his heart.

Suddenly, the verbal abuse from the people around stopped.

Song Yi raised his head in surprise.

"You are in the second grade, right? Which class? Does the teacher know that you are bullying your classmates like this?" Dongdong frowned with a serious look on his face.

The boys who bullied Song Yi looked at each other.

"Who are you? Mind your own business!"

"His father is a capitalist. If you help him, you are helping the capitalist!"

There was no point in arguing with a bunch of little brats. Dongdong didn't waste time talking to them and showed the two bars on his arms.

The boys saw this and were in awe.

"I am the captain of the Young Pioneers and the monitor of Class 1, Grade 3. I want to ask you, if you bully the weak and take advantage of your numbers, do you still look like an excellent Young Pioneer? Has the school or your teachers ever taught you to insult your classmates?"

The boys were speechless.

Teacher...I haven't taught you that either.

Dong Dong: "Did you know you were wrong?"

The boys looked at each other and muttered, "I know..."

Dong Dong: "Want to make progress?"

No one wants to be a backward element.

The boys nodded.

Dong Dong: "If you want to make progress, don't bully your classmates. Classmates should be united and help each other. Only when you grow up can you join hands to build our beautiful motherland. If you are not united like this, your strength will not be strong. How can you build our motherland?"

Dongdong's few words made the group of children excited, and they couldn't help but start to reflect on their own behavior.

Dongdong stuffed the apple in his hand into the bullied stranger's hand, said nothing, and turned away.

Song Yi held the slightly cool apple in a daze.

He recognized him; it was Aunt An's son, Xiao Nai.

They...are all like this.

Song Yi slowly took a bite of the apple, and the sweet taste instantly spread in his mouth.

This sweet taste is something that apple peel does not have.