The entrance of Yuying Primary School.

Jingle Bell Bell!

The bell rings at the end of the last class, signaling the end of the day's lessons.

Su Mo was holding a plastic bag in her hand, standing aside and waiting quietly, surrounded by groups of parents of students, who were also here to pick up their children like her.

After a while, some students ran happily towards the school gate with their schoolbags on their backs, and Su Mo searched for his little brother among the students, thinking that he should be surprised to see him suddenly.

Younger brother Su Xiang is 6 years old this year and is in the first grade, but because the two elderly people in the family are physically inconvenient, Su Mo is too busy with work, so he goes to school alone from the first day, and he does not have parents to pick him up after school like other classmates, but walks home alone.

Despite this, he never lost his temper, nor did he complain about adults, and it seems that he didn't take it to heart at all. But Su Mo knows that he is only a 6-year-old child, and he needs the care and love of his relatives like other children, but he is more sensible than his peers and knows the situation at home, so he never asks for anything.

But the more this happened, the more distressed Su Mo became, so he went to the restaurant just now to pack the sweet and sour tenderloin and braised pork ribs that he likes to eat, as well as the crab roe tofu and teppanyaki eggplant that his grandparents love to eat, and then went around to the school gate to pick him up, just to give him a little surprise and make his life that has been hard since he was a child more joyful.

But twenty minutes passed, the parents who came to pick up the children were gone, and there were only athletes training on the playground and a few students cleaning up on the campus, but Su Mo still hadn't seen his younger brother, and wondered in his heart.

You must know that Su Xiang used to always go home as soon as he got out of school, but now at this time, he has come home and started to help his grandmother wash the vegetables, what's going on today? Could it be that something is wrong?

Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help but walk in, looking for Su Xiang's third class of the year, but found that the classroom doors were locked, and there was no one inside, so she had no choice but to go to the office and ask the teacher.

However, as soon as she walked into the door of the first-grade office, she saw a familiar figure standing behind her in the corner, the figure was so thin that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down.

Xiao Xiang?

Su Mo was surprised. The little boy who was carrying a shabby bookbag made of old cloth, with a short and thin body and an oversized head, was her younger brother, Su Xiang.

"Do you know it's wrong?" A female teacher asked sternly as she sat in a chair.

"I'm not wrong!" Su Xiang held his head high, his back straight, and his voice was immature but stubborn.

"That's right? Is it okay to beat up a classmate and disrupt class discipline? How does the teacher usually teach you?! Seeing that Su Xiang still didn't admit her mistake, the female teacher reprimanded angrily in an aggravated tone.

"It was Lin Xiong who scolded me first!" Although it was a very serious matter to make the teacher angry in his heart, as soon as he thought of the original situation, Su Xiang clenched his little fists and refused to bow his head.

"What is he scolding you for, are you going to start beating someone? If you don't learn well at a young age, you can only be a ruffian when you grow up in the future! "Maybe she has never been resisted by a student before, so in the face of Su Xiang's many confrontations, the female teacher has no choice but to speak.

"I'm not a scoundrel! I'm not! In Su Xiang's young heart, the ruffian hooligan is synonymous with the wicked, because their family has been harassed by Wang Hu's group of hooligans because of the demolition problem, so at this moment, when I heard the teacher say this about him, his big eyes were full of tears, and his little face blackened by the fight was washed with tears, and his little hands were wiped and dirty, and the female teacher couldn't help frowning, and her eyes were full of disgust with heavy makeup.

"Enough!" Su Mo couldn't stand it anymore, put the packed food on the ground, rushed forward and hugged Su Xiang, who was sad and aggrieved to tears, in his arms, and covered his little flower face on his chest without being dirty, patted her back gently, and coaxed softly: "Xiao Xiang is good, Xiao Xiang doesn't cry, rest assured that Xiao Xiang is not a hooligan, and will never become a hooligan, that is the teacher joking with you, Xiao Xiang don't take it seriously." ”

"Really, really, really?" Su Xiang cried and sobbed, and his sentence was broken several times.

"Of course it's true, Xiao Xiang is so well-behaved, he helps his grandmother work every day, and he also helps his grandfather beat away those bad guys, so how can a well-behaved Xiao Xiang be a hooligan? Xiao Xiang will always be the best and best child in my sister's heart, and he is my sister's favorite and favorite brother. Su Mo's eyes were full of distress, and his voice was unprecedentedly gentle, so gentle that it could melt any piece of ice.

"But, Lin Xiong, said, said that Xiaoxiang is, no one wants it, child, yes, it was thrown away by his parents, bad boy." Su Xiang hugged Su Mo tightly, his body twitched because of crying, his little face was close to her, his voice was muffled, but he could hear the hurt in his heart.

Hearing this, the cold light in Su Mo's eyes flashed, and he hugged Su Xiang harder, and said with a smile: "That's because he doesn't know the facts, so he guesses, didn't my sister tell you?" Mom and Dad went out to make a lot of money, and only after making a lot of money can they come back and let Xiaoxiang live a better life. Lin Xiong couldn't even imagine this, he was stupider than a pig! Xiao Xiang said right, right? ”

"Uh-huh! Dumber than a pig! Giggles. Su Xiang finally stopped crying when he heard this, and compared Lin Xiong's fat body with a pig in his heart, and couldn't help laughing all of a sudden.

The female teacher with heavy makeup was still a little stunned when she heard the reason for Su Xiang's fight, but when she heard that the sister and brother were so blatantly sarcastic about Lin Xiong, the child of the multimillionaire family, in front of her, she was immediately angry.

"I said why is Su Xiang so vulgar and uneducated to beat people at every turn, it turns out that your sister brought it badly, it's really crooked at the top and crooked at the bottom!"

"Don't scold my sister!" Su Xiang heard his sister being scolded, and quickly raised his head from her arms and glared at his teacher angrily, his appearance was a little fierce, especially the cold light in his eyes made the female teacher feel frightened for no reason, but after reacting, he was even more annoyed.

"I'm telling the truth! The sister and brother both look poor and sour, and the clothes on their bodies look like they are picked up and others don't want, right? I don't know how many years I've been wearing! The schoolbag on the back is even more tattered, affecting the school appearance! You don't know how you have the money to study, and you may have stolen the tuition and fees! Next time, I should really suggest to the principal, students don't want to accept everyone! lest you take back a thief. This female teacher has high cheekbones and a pointed chin, and she looks snarky at first glance, and now there is no teacher in the office, and she is sure that Su Xiang's family is a poor person with no background, so she speaks even more unscrupulously and unscrupulously, how vicious and how to say it.

"We are not thieves!" Su Xiang was so angry that his face was red and his vocabulary was poor, and he didn't know how to refute it.

"Hmph, thieves never say they're thieves." The female teacher scoffed disdainfully.

Su Xiang wanted to say more, but was pulled by Su Mo.

I saw her slowly raise her head, look directly into the eyes of the female teacher, and say word by word: "Dao, apologize." ”