Xiao Bao patted his bottom and stood up. He had already composed himself, so it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or not.
The children were all very curious; they wondered why he wasn't scared at all.
"Xiao Bao, are you alright?" Tie Zhu was stunned by what had just happened. By the time he came to his senses, Xiao Bao had already been pushed to the ground.
She came to her senses and looked at him stammeringly.
Xiao Bao didn't say anything, stuffed the book into his schoolbag, and left with his schoolbag on his back.
He ignored everyone.
Tiezhu was very sad. Xiaobao must be angry because he was so stunned that he didn't even try to stop Jinbao'er.
He hurriedly picked up his schoolbag and followed.
Pei Jichuan also saw it, but he had no intention of helping Xiaobao. In his view, he would not offend others unless they offended him.
Although he didn't dislike Xiaobao, it wasn't worth offending people and causing trouble for himself because of him.
He hates trouble.
So I just pretended I didn't see it.
However, he also participated in this competition.
He wants to win an award.
I just want to prove that I am no worse than anyone else.
For the group singing, the teacher said it would be best if everyone wore white shirts and new red scarves, and that the clothing should be uniform.
So they were told to go back and tell the adults in advance, in case some students' parents were unwilling.
Besides him, Pei Tiantian also participated in the dance.
After her brother came here, he would help her with chores.
Although her grandmother still scolds her, it's not as harsh as it used to be.
With someone helping with chores, Grandma became more diligent, buying food and cooking for them every day.
Pei Tiantian's days have become more comfortable lately.
So when the teacher asked if any children wanted to participate in the dance competition, she immediately raised her hand.
The teacher also said that if I want to participate in the dance competition, I need to buy a skirt and small leather shoes.
They were also asked to go back and talk to their parents.
Although Song Yanzhi finished class early, he had to wait until the end of get out of class because he had to take his students home to practice.
I'm picking up Xiaobao while I'm at it.
The performers were two boys and two girls, all of whom were among the best English learners in their class.
She stood obediently behind Song Yanzhi, carrying her schoolbag.
Curious, she asked her son.
"Teacher, you have a son at such a young age? I thought you weren't even married yet."
“My son is already five years old,” Song Yanzhi said with a smile.
As we were talking, we saw Xiao Bao walking over with his backpack on and his head down.
Tiezhu followed cautiously behind.
Having spent a lot of time with Xiao Bao, Song Yanzhi could easily sense that something was wrong with his mood.
"Xiao Bao, what's wrong?"
Xiao Bao looked up, saw Song Yanzhi, and was stunned for a moment.
Coming to his senses, he immediately reached into Song Yanzhi's arms, his eyes red, and complained in a wronged voice, "Mom, my classmate snatched my book and pushed me."
Tie Zhu nodded hurriedly from behind and said, "Yes, Jin Bao is bad. He insisted that Xiao Bao compete with him to be number one, and even said that if he lost, Xiao Bao would have to be his slave. Bad Jin Bao, he's so annoying. I'll never play with him again."
Upon hearing this, Song Yanzhi's face turned ashen. Holding Xiaobao, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
Jin Bao'er is Wang Xia's son. Wang Xia realized something was wrong with herself and probably said something to the child.
Otherwise, why would a child inexplicably cause trouble for someone?
Xiao Bao got dragged down by her.
Suppressing her anger, Song Yanzhi asked, "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Xiao Bao shook his head: "No, I pushed him too, but he grabbed my book first, so I pushed him."
As he said this, he unconsciously pinched his palm.
I was too weak to even move Jinbao.
It didn't seem like he pushed himself down all at once.
Xiao Bao hates himself like this, unable to even protect himself.
How will he protect his mother in the future?
Yes, I wish my bad dad were here, even though I sometimes hate him.
But Xiao Bao seems to be just like him, tall and strong, so no one dares to bully them.
Song Yanzhi sighed, "Mom knows. I'll talk to your teacher about this. If he bullies you again, Mom won't let him get away with it."
Even if it's just a child, Song Yanzhi would never allow the other party to bully her child like that.
Xiao Bao buried his head in his mother's arms and didn't say anything.
He wanted to tell his mother, but it was no use. Jinbao was bad, just like Dazhuang before. They not only bullied him, but also wouldn't allow him to complain.
Xiao Bao is no longer the same Xiao Bao. He can endure it, and when he is able to retaliate, he will definitely make them regret it.
Song Yanzhi patted him on the back and led the students home.
When she got back, she ladled out the mung bean soup she had cooked that morning, divided it into several bowls, and handed them to Xiaobao and a few students to quench their thirst.
The students were all quite embarrassed.
Song Yanzhi told them not to be polite.
After Xiaobao finished drinking, he went inside to do his homework, and then I started teaching the other children.
The room wasn't soundproof; even with the door closed, Xiao Bao could still hear several students singing.
But they were singing strange songs, and he couldn't understand a single word.
Song Yanzhi didn't waste the students' time for long. After teaching them a few times, he told them to go home and practice, and then let the children go home early.
Xiao Bao came out and asked her, "Mommy, what song are they singing?"
"The English song is for a Children's Day competition. They'll probably be coming to our house to practice during this time. If Xiaobao is afraid of the noise, he can go out and play with Tiezhu."
Xiao Bao paused for a moment, then realized that his mother's school also had Children's Day.
He immediately said, "Mom, I also have Children's Day! The teacher said I have to participate in the choir performance and buy a white shirt. I also participated in a hand-drawn poster competition..."
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