Fu Luochi turned his head away, and his good-tempered and gentle face looked sullen for a rare time, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.
Seeing him like this, Shen Zai felt proud of having achieved his goal.
As if deliberately bullying someone, he repeated, "Fu Luochi, call me brother."
Fu Luochi turned his head to look at him, his black eyes filled with a hint of annoyance, the kind that could not be easily seen. He put on a serious face and told him seriously, "I will tell mom that you bullied me."
Shen Zai raised his eyebrows when he heard that, and the faint smile on the corner of his lips disappeared at an extremely fast speed.
He snorted coldly. No matter how old Fu Luochi was, he didn't look like a good person.
The boy lazily put his hands in his pockets and said, "I am your brother, and you deserve to be bullied."
Fu Luochi refuted his words: "You are not."
Shen Zai chuckled and looked at him condescendingly. The ten-year-old Fu Luochi was quite shrewd and was not the kind of child who could be easily fooled.
Fu Luochi had to look up to see him clearly, this was the person he hated ever since he appeared.
It's like every gift his mother gave him, he had to give half of it to this guy.
Fu Luochi himself is a very stingy child. His mother's love can only be given to him and cannot be shared with others.
But he also knew that he couldn't be so overbearing.
Otherwise mom will dislike him.
He doesn't want his mother to dislike him.
Shen Zai looked at him coldly, wondering if he would die if he kicked the man down.
Fu Luochi was about to go downstairs.
Shen Zai looked at him and asked, "Are you going to complain now?"
Fu Luochi nodded: "Yes."
Shen Zai said "oh" and sounded indifferent. He said, "But I didn't bully you."
Calling you brother is not bullying.
Fu Luochi looked quite cute when he was angry. With his handsome face stern, it seemed that he really intended to go and complain in a heroic and confident manner.
"So what?"
Ten-year-old Fu Luochi turned around, looked at the boy who was taller than him, and asked calmly.
So what.
He just wanted to tell his mother that this person bullied him.
He wanted to let his mother know that he didn't like this person.
Shen Zai chuckled. These words really sounded like something Fu Luochi would say. When would she realize that her two children were not actually good kids.
It's hard to please.
It's hard to change.
Their essence is the same, and all their vile qualities are the same.
It’s just that Fu Luochi is good at disguise, and he doesn’t even have the patience to pretend.
Shen Zai took two slow steps forward and walked up to him: "It's okay."
Then he stretched out his long legs and kicked him casually, but Shen's kick, which seemed light here, was not so light when it landed on Fu Luochi.
The defenseless Fu Luochi fell to the ground after being kicked.
Falling to the ground doesn't seem to hurt.
Shen Zai was still able to laugh. He said, "This is bullying, you know?"
Fu Luochi supported himself on the ground with his hands, without saying a word, and with a smeared face, he bravely climbed up from the ground. He was very clean and even remembered to brush the dust off his clothes after standing up.
He wore a nice grey sweater at home today.
And a pair of dark grey woolen trousers.
The sweater and pants were both made for him by his mother.
Fu Luochi seemed to be really annoyed this time. He raised his little face, and his whole body was like a bird that was fluttered and very angry. He said angrily: "You soiled my clothes."
Then, he acted like a vain child with a strong sense of comparison.
He said, "This is the sweater and pants my mother knitted for me. I will tell my mother that you kicked me and soiled my clothes and pants."
Shen Zai listened to the first half of the sentence with a rather nonchalant attitude.
After hearing the second half of the sentence, I didn't feel so happy.
I had originally planned to forget it.
As if he wanted to be more powerful, relying on his age, he kicked the man to the ground lightly.
Fu Luochi's mood was quite stable and he climbed up with an expressionless face.
He was silently angry, but he didn't show it on the surface.
Shen Zai found that Fu Luochi was quite patient. No wonder he was able to endure for so long in his previous life.
His brother is hard-hearted towards outsiders, but he is still a little soft-hearted towards his blood-related family members.
While Shen was recalling his past life, Fu Luochi had already dusted himself off and went downstairs.
Song Shengsheng was in a small room downstairs, where her sewing machine and some miscellaneous items were placed.
She had just taken out her needle and thread and was choosing the color of the cashmere yarn.
I don’t know whether to choose black or gray. It always feels a bit dull and she doesn’t particularly like this color.
Instead, she found some dark blue wool in the box.
Song Shengsheng thinks this color is particularly beautiful and suitable for winter. Wearing a dark blue sweater, it will definitely look great in the snow.
She has just started knitting her sweater.
Then I heard a polite knock on the door.
Song Shengsheng knew who it was without having to guess, "Xiao Chi? Come in."
The moment Fu Luochi opened the door and saw his mother, his eyes turned red.
He was so strong just now, and even after being kicked to the ground twice, he was able to get up as if nothing had happened, but now he can't hold it together at all.
Tears suddenly filled up in his dark eyes.
Pearl-like tears fell silently down her cheeks, and her eyelashes were soaked.
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It looks so pitiful.
Song Shengsheng saw that his eyes were red, and she cried silently without saying anything.
She quickly waved to him, and the boy threw himself into his mother's arms, wrapped his arms around her waist, and buried his face. For a long time, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of his sniffling.
Song Shengsheng ignored the work at hand, lifted his little face and wiped his tears: "Xiao Chi, why are you crying like this? Did someone bully you? Tell mom and mom will help you vent your anger."
Fu Luochi is a good little taciturn guy.
He is always shy when expressing his love, and he tends to be shy in front of his mother.
But he is not a fool, and he is not hesitant to file a complaint when it is time to do so.
He looked at his mother with tears in his eyes. He was a little choked up while speaking, and there were pauses between his words. He looked very pitiful. "The brother upstairs bullied me."
"He kicked me."
"Two feet."
Shen didn't really use much strength in these two kicks. He just tapped his feet lightly twice, and fell to the ground, feeling a little groggy at best. It really wasn't that painful.
"Mom, it hurts."
After hearing this, Song Shengsheng was stunned at first.
Then comes anger.
Although Song Shengsheng had never deliberately tried to bring the two children together in the hope that they could become friendly and respectful brothers, this kind of situation should not have happened.
She had deliberately avoided contact with these two children many times.
She didn't know why, maybe it was just an inexplicable intuition, she just knew that no matter what she did, no matter how level she kept the water.
Neither of these two children likes each other.
Not that generous.
Because Song Shengsheng herself is a very petty person, and few people can compare to her in terms of possessiveness.
So she actually knew what was going on.
As long as the two of them get along well, that's enough.
At least after these few times, Song Shengsheng thought that Shen Zai would not do anything to Fu Luochi. No matter how much he hated him, his brother was just a ten-year-old boy. What was the point of bullying a child?
And he kicked it twice!
Just one kick!
It's two feet!
Is this because you are not satisfied and have added more?
The more Song Shengsheng thought about it, the angrier she became. She couldn't bear to be angry for the time being. She touched Xiaochi's face, and the worry in her eyes could not be hidden: "Xiaochi, where does it hurt? Mommy will show you how serious the fall is."
If the condition is serious, you need to go to the hospital.
Fu Luochi stayed in his mother's arms, his tears stopped at the right moment, and he slowly opened his clenched fist: "My hand hurts."
The tip of his nose also looks a little red.
He spoke with a bit of choking, but it seemed like he was holding it in.
This kind of hidden ninja sounds even more heartbreaking.
Song Shengsheng grabbed his hand, opened it, and saw clear scratches on the palm, which were blood red and looked very shocking.
Very serious.
At least Song Shengsheng had never seen Xiaochi suffer such serious injuries in the past few years.
The scrapes on my hands haven't scabbed over yet.
Song Shengsheng didn't dare to touch it, for fear that the condition would become more serious.
She grabbed his hand and took out the medicine powder from the drawer. Fortunately, she had alcohol and iodine at home.
Carefully treated the wound on Xiaochi's hand.
After cleaning and applying medicine, he wrapped his hands carefully with gauze. However, Song Shengsheng still felt distressed when she saw his two hands wrapped in gauze.
Song Shengsheng kissed her son, her brows still furrowed, and asked, "Is big brother still upstairs?"
Fu Luochi thought about it and nodded, "Yes."
Song Shengsheng nodded, then rubbed his head. Although she was not as angry as before, she was still feeling irritated and felt like she was about to explode.
She said, "Mom will go upstairs to chat with big brother for a while, you don't have to go upstairs. Got it?"
Fu Luochi lowered his eyelashes, "Okay, Mom."
He seems very well behaved.
In fact, the wound on the palm has nothing to do with the two feet just now.
It’s just that Fu Luochi doesn’t want to give up everything that belongs to him. For a well-behaved person, occasional bad deeds will not be discovered or suspected.
Upstairs, Shen Zai has settled down safely.
Humming the tune his mother had taught him, he took a shower in a good mood and changed into clean clothes.
The whole person feels refreshed, as bright as a spring day.
When he heard the knock on the door, Shen Zai already knew who it was.
He put on his best smile in front of the mirror, then walked briskly to open the door.
When he opened the door, the boy was faced with his mother's unhappy face.
The smile he had prepared in advance seemed to be of no use.
He thought in his heart expressionlessly, Oh, that little bastard really went to complain.
Judging from the expression on his mother's face at this moment, his brother Black Lotus must have said a lot of bad things.
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