Song Yingying immediately began to check, from the head, to the face, to the neck... there were no wounds, no wounds at all.
Then she pulled up Zhao Xiaobei's clothes, from chest to back.
What appeared in Jiang Nian and Song Yingying's sight was a purple and black bruise.
The two of them could tell at a glance that these injuries were not sustained today, but had occurred a few days ago, hence the bruising.
Song Yingying felt so distressed when she saw this. How could there be so many wounds on Zhao Xiaobei's small and thin body?
Jiang Nian quickly remembered that Zhao Xiaobei suddenly stopped taking a shower in recent days. If Jiang Nian hadn't been staring at him, he wouldn't have taken a shower yesterday.
These wounds will hurt more if they come into contact with water.
She didn’t even notice… How could she not notice!
Zhao Xiaobei had been bullied by Wang Tieniu for a long time. Wang Tieniu was cruel and cunning. The weather was hot and the children were all wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts. If bruises appeared on their hands and feet, they would be quickly discovered by the adults, so Wang Tieniu deliberately picked up the stomach to bully Zhao Xiaobei.
Jiang Nian felt sorry for Zhao Xiaobei and was filled with guilt.
It was she who didn't take care of Zhao Xiaobei.
Song Yingying was still checking Zhao Xiaobei's body, and kept asking anxiously, "Why are there no wounds? Why are there no wounds?"
If there was no wound, then where did the blood on Zhao Xiaobei's face come from?
Song Yingying was so flustered that she couldn't think straight.
Jiang Nian quickly reminded, "Yingying, Xiaobei has no wounds. The blood on his face is from Wang Tieniu. Calm down."
Song Yingying was relieved at this moment, and once again hugged Zhao Xiaobei tightly, touched his head, and said softly, "It's okay, Xiaobei, it's okay that you are not injured."
Zhao Xiaobei leaned on Song Yingying's chest, calmly at first, but suddenly he struggled violently.
He shouted anxiously, "My things...where are my things?"
His eyes trembled and he kept looking around.
Song Yingying and Jiang Nian had no idea what he was looking for. Wang Dazhuang, who had been forgotten by everyone, stood up at this time.
He was completely exhausted, so he crawled over and stuffed something into Zhao Xiaobei's hands.
"Xiaobei, your schoolbag is here! It hasn't been stolen!"
It was a green schoolbag, made by Song Yingying herself, with a red oval star embroidered on it.
Zhao Xiaobei held the schoolbag tightly with both hands and kept flipping through it. The shoulder strap was broken and torn, and the red oval star was twisted and deformed.
"……broken."
He said softly, and with a blink of an eye, tears fell.
Zhao Xiaobei, who didn't cry even though he was shaking with pain from the fight, burst into tears the moment he saw his schoolbag was damaged.
Song Yingying and Jiang Nian looked at this scene, and felt as if their hearts were stabbed hard, causing them to feel extremely painful.
Wang Dazhuang explained softly, "Wang Tieniu and the others wanted to snatch Xiaobei's schoolbag, but Xiaobei refused to give it to them..."
This happened in the past few days. After Wang Tieniu bullied all the children in the arsenal, he gradually lost interest in them and started looking for new targets.
In their class, Zhao Xiaobei was the most special one. He was a transfer student who came in mid-term. At first, he looked rustic and like a country bumpkin.
But gradually, a country child wore beautiful new clothes. He didn't know a single word, but in just a few months, he became the top student in the class.
Every time the teacher taught a class, he would praise Zhao Xiaobei and ask the students to learn from Zhao Xiaobei, attend classes seriously and do their homework on time.
Zhao Xiaobei has become the best role model in the class.
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