Chapter 40 The original book's heroine and supporting character start a fight



Mengmeng subconsciously hid behind her mother.

Huang Aisha hurriedly hugged her daughter, heartbroken, and yelled at Su Wanwan:

"What's wrong with you woman?

It's just a fight between kids, what are you going to do?"

Su Wanwan then took a good look at Huang Aisha. She clearly had the typical northern appearance, but she had to force her voice to imitate the language of the people on the other side of the strait.

"How?"

Su Wanwan patted Jiaojiao and asked her to sit aside.

"Your child hit someone, and instead of apologizing first, you come to question me?"

Huang Aisha glanced at Su Wanwan with disdain:

"I'm questioning you to give you face, but you're a country bumpkin, and you don't want to take my face, do you?"

The orchid finger pointed at Su Wanwan, making Su Wanwan want to break that finger.

Taking a deep breath, Su Wanwan asked the teacher:

"My Jiaojiao didn't fight back, right?"

The teacher nodded.

In fact, teachers also hate arrogant people like Huang Aisha, but she is a teacher, so she can't say anything and can only mediate.

"However, Mengmeng didn't really hurt Jiaojiao."

Su Wanwan raised her hand to stop the teacher from continuing and turned to Huang Aisha:

"They say it's the father's fault if the son isn't well-educated. It's fine if your husband didn't come, but it's the same if I come directly to you."

Su Wanwan's tone was very bad.

"You would feel bad for your spoiled daughter, and I would feel bad for my daughter too. It's not okay to say anything between children, but that doesn't mean it's not okay between adults."

Having said that, he dragged Lanhuazhi out.

The frightened teacher hurried forward to pull them apart.

But Su Wanwan was already angry with Gu Yanzhi, and when she came here and saw Jiaojiao crying so hard, she felt very distressed.

"You wild country girl, let me go, I'm going to sue you!!!"

Huang Aisha had never experienced such a thing before. She felt very uncomfortable and was thrashing around and screaming.

The sound is so sharp that it can penetrate the sky.

In return, Su Wanwan loosened her fingers, and as you can imagine, she fell to the ground.

“Sue me?

Sure, go ahead and sue me! "

Su Wanwan is really not afraid of this.

"You're quite an interesting woman. You're clearly a country girl, yet you still call her a country girl. Do you really think you can be an overseas Chinese just by changing your skin?"

There are all kinds of people these days.

"Look at your makeup, are you afraid that others won't know you're wearing makeup?

Look at this low-quality foundation and this bright red lipstick, they've even stained your teeth, and you're still so smug about it. I don't even want to say anything about your face.

Just put on makeup, or at least take care of your neck. Are you reluctant to give up that little bit of foundation?

Don’t you ever look in the mirror?

The face and neck are two different shades, don’t you feel anything?

There are really all kinds of people these days.

And your dialect is really not easy to change, so you'd better not try to be Western.

Those eight big gold rings on your ten fingers are really dazzling.

You have such thick fingers. When you take care of your face, you should also take care of your hands. It is said that hands are a woman’s second face.

You really can’t do this.”

The key point is that after she said that, she shook her head with a look of disgust on her face.

Look at Su Wanwan again. Although she is dressed very casually, anyone can tell that her face is really pretty. Look at her fingers as white as scallions.

It certainly doesn't look like he's enduring hardship.

People say: Comparing goods will lead to throwing them away, comparing people will lead to death.

At this moment, Huang Aisha really wanted to explode on the spot and drag Su Wanwan to death.

But she was not very eloquent, and could not utter the words that a shrew usually used in scolding others, and could only scream.

"Shut up!"

Su Wanwan yelled.

"If you don't study hard, your poor language skills will be revealed at this time. It's not scary to be uneducated, but it's scary to pretend to be uneducated. You will be punished by God."

As she said this, a thunderclap suddenly appeared in the sky which was originally covered with dark clouds, which scared everyone.

"Look, even God looks down on you. I don't know how you have survived all these years."

The teacher squatted in front of Jiaojiao:

"Jiaojiao, tell the teacher, is your mom usually this awesome?"

Jiaojiao shook her head:

"Mom is fine."

"But mothers nowadays are so amazing, like the Three Holy Mothers!"

The teacher choked and coughed.

Recently, the school teachers have been telling mythological stories to the children, and the story of the Three Holy Mothers has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Hmph—Lu Mengmeng, you're done!"

Jiaojiao protested to Lu Mengmeng who was stunned beside her.

She wasn't afraid at all now.

"But you still don't have a father, you just don't have one! You are a poor wretch, a poor wretch that no one wants."

Lu Mengmeng was angry that her mother couldn't deal with Jiaojiao's mother, and the words she said were very hurtful.

Jiaojiao's tears came out again.

The teacher was very angry.

How old is this child?

How can you say such a thing?

As soon as Jiaojiao started crying, Su Wanwan saw it. She ignored the crazy Huang Aisha and came over to pick up the child and asked what was wrong.

Jiaojiao was sobbing so hard that she couldn't explain herself clearly, so the teacher had to explain it to her.

After listening, Su Wanwan handed Jiaojiao to the teacher, asked her to help hold her, and walked over to Lu Mengmeng:

"Little boy, do you know what it means to be unwanted?

Do you know the difference between having a dad and not having a dad?"

Lu Mengmeng was so scared that she shrank her neck and dared not say a word.

"I'm telling you, it's people like you.

Although you have a father and a mother, your mother is not as good as me.

You can see that she can't win. She's not as strong as me, and most importantly, she's not as pretty as me.

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