She rushed over in three steps and two steps, her voice trembling, "Little tree......"

Gu Jun was one step faster than her, collapsed in front of the little guy in a few steps, knelt down on one knee in front of the little guy, held the little guy's back with one hand, and touched the little guy's injured face with the other hand, "Baby, who did this?" ”

His cold voice was like a blade, the flesh of the scraped person was painful, and the movements of his hands were extremely gentle.

Just now, because he saw his parents come to pick him up, the little guy with a happy face, heard Gu Jun's question, and suddenly flattened his mouth aggrievedly, "Dad, Xiaoshu took the first place in the exam, Yi Xinling took the penultimate exam, the teacher criticized her, saying that she was eleven years old, and she didn't have a five-year-old child who did well in the exam, and after class, she deliberately touched my book to the ground."

I asked her to pick it up, but she refused to pick it up, and pushed me, and I pushed her, and she hit me and scratched my face! ”

The little guy turned his face to look at the little boy next to him who was a head taller than him, "She rode on me and beat me, but fortunately, Brother Xiao Yue saved me and pulled her away, and she also beat Brother Xiao Yue!" ”

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei followed his gaze and saw that the little boy also had a few scratches on his face.

"How can this be?" Ye Xingbei's voice trembled, "What about your teacher?" Don't you teachers care? ”

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

The head teacher of the little guy walked towards them with an embarrassed face, stopped beside the little sapling, looked at Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei and asked, "Excuse me, are you Ye Yiyang's family?" ”

"Yes," Ye Xingbei nodded, "I am Ye Yiyang's mother, my surname is Ye, what do you call the teacher?" ”

Lin Yajing said: "My surname is Lin. ”

"Teacher Lin," Ye Xingbei barely suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Lin Yajing and asked, "What's going on?" Our child is injured, why don't you call us? ”

Lin Ya smiled quietly: "Yiyang's mother, you don't know, the student who injured your son is a well-known problem student in our school, her father is the deputy director, her grandfather is a high-ranking official who retired from the capital, the family is rich and powerful, that child is spoiled, and fights with classmates every once in a while, every time she gets into trouble, the school contacts her parents, either the assistant picks up, or the housekeeper picks up, after those people come, all the good things are said, but the child just doesn't change, and we can't help it." ”

"What's that called?" Ye Xingbei's face turned white, "Her family is powerful and resolute and will not change, does our child deserve to be bullied by her?" My son is still young, and I myself have never been willing to touch a finger and send you to school for a few days, and you call me like this......"

The more Ye Xingbei spoke, the more angry and distressed he became, and tears appeared in his eyes.

In country Z, a gentle and beautiful big sister lives near her home.

The eldest sister has a son who is five years older than her little tree.

Once, the eldest sister's son took a taekwondo class, and in the taekwondo gym, he was bitten by a child and his calf was broken.

The big sister, who has always been gentle and kind and magnanimous, called her son's taekwondo teacher and shed tears while questioning.

At the time, she couldn't understand that feeling.

Just bitten two tooth marks, and the big sister cried very sadly.

But now, her son was scratched on the face, and she suddenly understood the big sister's feelings.