Chapter 187 Valuable Fighting Experience



"The sun shines brightly, the flowers smile at me, the little bird says, 'Good morning, good morning, why are you carrying a bomb? I'm going to bomb the school, the teachers don't know! You take the gun, I'll take the cannon, boom! The school is gone!"

Su Xixi's off-key singing made Su Lei's face darken immediately. "Su Xixi, shut up!"

The little dumpling tugged at her sister's sleeve, tilted her rosy little face up to look at her, and asked, "Sister, don't you want to go to the gosling nursery?"

Su Xixi drooped her eyelids listlessly, glanced at the little dumpling, and said, "Little dumpling, I'm sorry, your sister is not going to kindergarten anymore, she's going to first grade."

"Then why do you still want to bomb the school, sister?"

"Let's blow up the school to celebrate! As I've grown older, I've finally become a primary school kid!"

If it weren't for the bond of having grown up in the same womb, Su Lei would have really wanted to slap Su Qianqian to death.

"Su Xixi! It's one thing for you to be a scoundrel, but don't set a bad example for your sister." Su Lei couldn't take it anymore.

"Hehe!" Su Xixi responded with two cold laughs.

Upon arriving at the school, Su Xixi bid farewell to the little dumpling with a heavy heart, as if she were going to a funeral, and was then dragged into the primary school next to the gosling nursery by Su Lei.

The little dumpling, carrying her little schoolbag, skipped and hopped happily into the kindergarten.

When she got to class, she realized that what the older boy had said was true: Qin Haoyu, the chubby boy, was no longer among the children in the class.

The classroom layout is also different from before.

Originally, all the children sat in a neat row, but now six children sit in a small circle, and there are four circles in a class.

The little dumpling waved its chubby little paws at the other five children at the table, saying, "Hello everyone, why are you all here so early?"

"Hello, Ruanruan little sister, hehe!" When the little dumpling heard this familiar voice, his big, bright eyes looked over and saw Qingzai greeting him with a smile.

The little dumpling stared wide-eyed in surprise, "Hey, Brother Qingzai, what are you doing here?"

"I'm coming to the gosling nursery with you! We'll be classmates from now on!"

The little dumpling counted on her little fingers, "But that's not right, Brother Qingzai, you're already six years old. My older brother and sister are six years old, and they've already started elementary school today. Why are you still in the nursery?"

Now, Qingzai scratched his head a little embarrassed, leaned closer to the little dumpling, and said quietly but loudly, "I accidentally fell asleep during my elementary school entrance exam! I had to repeat a grade, so I begged my dad to let me come to the gosling nursery with you!"

The little dumpling looked at Xiao Qingzai with pity. After a moment of silence, she stood on tiptoe and patted Xiao Qingzai's shoulder. "Brother Qingzai, you're so pitiful! But don't worry, all the kids in our class are very, very good kids. Xiaoxiao won't have to repeat a grade!"

The other children at the table immediately became friendly.

"That's right, Qingzaizai, we won't tell anyone that you're a repeat student!"

We all like you!

...

However, the little ones had no idea that, given their decibel level, the news of Qingzai repeating a grade had already spread throughout the class.

In the group of little dumplings, besides Qingzai, there was another handsome little boy who joined this semester. However, the little boy was taciturn and did not say a word until the teacher came to class.

The little dumpling quietly asked her best friend, Yu Yanyan.

"Yan Yan, what's the name of the new kid sitting next to you? Why doesn't he say anything?"

Yu Yanyan shook her head blankly, "I don't know either, I just asked him but he didn't say anything..."

At this point, a thought flashed through Yu Yanyan's mind, and her eyes lit up. "Huh, does he not know how to talk?"

The little boy who can't speak is so pitiful; we should help him more.

"Mmm!" the little dumpling quickly agreed.

After class, Xiao Tuanzi and Yan Yan held hands and went to the restroom.

"Hey, Yan Yan, look, isn't that our new classmate?" The little dumpling pulled Yan Yan to hide behind a small clump of trees, secretly watching Lu Wei, who was also hiding behind a flower bed.

But Lu Wei wasn't hiding behind the flower bed alone; there were three older children standing in front of him, who, judging by their height, were probably in kindergarten.

The three children from the senior class held a toy golden cudgel in one hand and blatantly stretched out their other hand in front of Lu Wei, saying, "You little brats, hurry up and hand over all your money and pay your protection fee!"

"I have no money!" Lu Wei looked up, her gaze calmly sweeping over the three older children.

"Wow, the new classmate can talk!" Yan Yan exclaimed in surprise. "But those three people seem to be asking the new classmate for money! Ruan Ruan, what should we do?"

The little dumpling clenched its two tiny fists. "We want to help our new classmates!"

"But how can I help?" Yan Yan nervously rubbed her little hands. "Those three little tyrants in our gosling nursery often rob other children of their money. I've even paid them protection money with my own money!"

The little girl was shocked. She had no idea such a thing existed!

But then she realized that her older brother was the king of the elementary school next door, so how could these monsters in the nursery dare to mess with her?

The little girl's big, watery eyes darted around the area before finally settling on the bathroom rag. She then covered Yan Yan's ear with her tiny hands and whispered something to her.

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