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Chapter 94

"Okay~"

"Wow -"

The first exclamation rang out when the teaching assistant only thought it was the children feeling happy that they could go home.

Until...she took a step forward upon finding that several children were standing still, and the smile on her face was completely frozen.

Only to see, one meter away at the classroom door, the soft, cute little girl was pressing the little boy, who was bigger than her by one fold, to the ground with the might of Mount Tai.

That\'s not all. The next second, the little one lifted her tender white little hand, and slammed the wailing boy on the ground with her buttocks as fast as a gale.

Her voice was fierce yet tender: "Will you still dare to bully your classmates in the future?!"

"Woo woo woo... Daddy Mommy... I want to go home! I won\'t go to school anymore! Wah - "

At that moment, the teaching assistant outside the classroom and the pottery teacher inside the classroom felt that their eyes went black.

That feeling, how to put it... it was as if their careers were about to end.

Finally, it was the pottery teacher, whose hands and feet were weak, who picked up the furious little milk baby from the ground in time.

The teaching assistant also went up to help Qi Yibin, the crying little fat boy, up.

Fortunately, the classroom floor was very clean, otherwise he who had just been pressed to the ground would have turned into a little cat by now.

Soon, the principal who received the news also came to the classroom.

By then, the teaching assistant and the class teacher had already sent the rest of the children to the school gate to wait for their parents to pick them up.

Therefore, there were only the little fat bun who was nestled in the arms of his homeroom teacher, Teacher Lin, and sobbing, and...

Ji Ruochu, who was very seriously saving her own homework.

Speaking of which, just looking at the calm appearance of the little one, there was no sign that she was the one who had just fought.

Just as the principal thought he had misheard it -

The sobbing voice of the little fat bun was lowered by a degree, frightened by the tender voice of the little milk baby.

It was also strange. Although the little girl didn\'t say a word, just glanced down lightly, it was enough to have the effect of automatically muting the little fat bun.

It made the two teachers want to laugh yet also feel sorry for him.

"Ahem." The principal cleared his throat lightly and asked Teacher Lin, who was standing up, "Have you notified the parents?"

"I\'ve notified them. The Qi family is already at the school gate, and the Ji family..." Teacher Lin paused and looked at the little milk baby who had given up saving her work, "When communicating, I learned that their car had broken down halfway, and Ji Ruochu was afraid her parents would be anxious, so she didn\'t say anything, just said that her homework was not finished yet, and asked her dad and mom to come later."

Of course, the teachers next to her did not dare to directly say that the child was fighting at school, otherwise if something happened on the way, she would not be able to bear this responsibility either.

"Teacher, my homework."

The principal and Teacher Lin were communicating when the soft little milk voice rang out.

"Okay, Ruo Ruo, just put it on the table first, and a teacher will come over to keep it for you later-"

Teacher Lin hurriedly turned his head, and the corners of his mouth rose in time with a smile.

As a result, as soon as he raised his eyes, he was instantly surprised at the state of the pottery Ruo Ruo had saved.

"Um... Ruo Ruo, are you sure you don\'t want to change it?"

Looking at the shape of the pottery on the table, Teacher Lin\'s expression was a little strange.

"No need, just leave it like this."

The little one had already started putting her stationery and supplies into her schoolbag, with a strong sense of "rushing home to cook."

Knowing that she had failed to defend her position as the first of Class One for the first time, Ji Ruochu\'s face was full of melancholy:

Forget it, fight for first place next time.

"Hahaha!"

The little fat bun next to him burst into laughter when he saw Ji Ruochu\'s work.

The next second, the calm little milk baby looked at him expressionlessly -

The latter was so frightened that he immediately covered his mouth, and his fat body shrank back into the chair.

With an expression of "I won\'t say another word until my dad and mom come!"

"Teacher Lin! Is my son okay?!"

Suddenly, an anxious woman\'s shout came from the door.

"Mom!"

Finally seeing his loved one, the little fat bun immediately flew into his mother\'s arms.

"Binbin, are you okay? Where are you hurt? Tell mom, does it hurt? Do we need to go to the hospital..."

The woman with exquisite makeup was already sweating profusely at this moment, and even before she had time to catch her breath, she leaned over anxiously to check her child\'s condition.

"Woo... She hit my butt! Hit it several times! It hurts so much woo woo..."

The little fat bun hugged his mother\'s neck and immediately started tattling.

...

After making sure her son had no other injuries, Tong Yuqing, the child\'s mother, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After holding her son in her arms to comfort him for a while, she remembered to look for the culprit: "Who? Who hit your butt?"

"It\'s her!"

The little fat bun hugged his mother\'s neck with one hand and pointed to the milk doll who had already packed up her things and put on her little backpack.

Squatting down, Tong Yuqing wanted to take a clear look, but was blocked tightly by her son\'s fat body.

Wanting to pick up her son, she tried hard for a while but still couldn\'t lift him up.

Left with no choice, she could only pat her son\'s hand that was tightly clasping her neck, signaling him to let go.

Seeing that his mother didn\'t even hold him to continue coaxing him, the little fat bun felt extremely wronged, but still obediently let go of his hand.

After all, compared to his mother\'s hug, getting even was the most important thing.

With her vision unobstructed, Tong Yuqing finally turned her head freely and looked in the direction her son was pointing, her voice cold and arrogant, "Tell me, which family\'s child are you? Why did you hit my son-"

Before she could finish speaking, she was met with a pair of lively and beautiful little fox eyes.

In just one second, the woman who had been a little overbearing originally immediately went silent automatically.

The cold mask on her face shattered instantly.

Tong Yuqing turned her head to look at her own son, confirming again, "You said... it was her who hit you?"

"Yes!" The little fat bun nodded hard and covered his own bottom, saying, "It hurts so much!"

Blinked in disbelief.

Tong Yuqing looked at the cute and well-behaved little girl with a small schoolbag on her back.

Then she looked at her son who was twice as big as the other party.

After a long while, she finally turned her head and spat out a breath helplessly:... You waste of a dessert.

"Binbin\'s mom, Ruochu\'s dad\'s car broke down halfway, so they may be late. Please sit down and have some tea first."

Seeing that she was no longer as emotionally agitated as before, Teacher Lin immediately gave her a step down.

It had to be known that although the Qi family had only made its fortune in recent years, the Tong family was considered half a family of scholars.

They were all people of high intellect, so even if they knew their child was wronged, they would not lower their status to pick on a five-year-old child.

"Alright." Tong Yuqing took the off-ramp and found a chair to sit on.

Seeing that the other party did not really intend to bully the young with the old, Ji Ruochu also found a small stool to sit on.

The little one was wearing a pink princess skirt, carrying a milky white small schoolbag, white lace socks and black leather shoes matched very well.

At this moment, she was sitting there cleverly and cutely. After taking the honey water handed to her by the teacher, she even sweetly thanked the teacher.

No matter how you looked at it, she didn\'t look like someone who would beat up his son.

"Son, tell mom the truth, was it really her who hit you?" Tong Yuqing asked her son in a low voice, who was already starting to eat yogurt due to hunger.

"Really!" Qi Yibin\'s eyebrows wrinkled. If it weren\'t for the fact that they were outside now, he would definitely have pulled down his pants to show his mother that his buttocks were still hurting!

"No exaggeration at all?"

"None!" The little fat bun was so angry. He was about to recount his tragic experience again when-

"Auntie, it was indeed me who hit him."

Hearing the discussion between mother and son, the little milk baby said seriously.

"Look!" The grievously wronged little chubby dumpling looked gratefully at Ji Ruochu, and then continued to complain to his mother, "Why don\'t you believe me!"

"Tsk." Tong Yuqing\'s expression changed. "Every time I tap you lightly, you cry so miserably to your grandmother, how can I not doubt it?"

The little chubby dumpling was instantly at a loss for words: ......

"But that\'s different." The little guy felt extremely wronged.

If he didn\'t cry loudly after making a mistake and getting hit at home, wouldn\'t he get beaten several more times?

Tong Yuqing waved her hand, ignoring her son\'s mumbling, and turned to look at the little baby next to her, asking the previously half-asked question:

"Little friend, can you tell Auntie why you hit our Binbin?"

It was still the same question, still the same person, but this tone... It was a direct one hundred and eighty degree big turn.

The little chubby dumpling\'s pupils instantly enlarged: Mom, you\'ve changed!!