Chapter 27: The Scum Dad of Stick Education (27)
He had also heard that children had come to the river to swim and drowned.
Thinking so, Zhang Zihao finally paused, but he stood by the river, through the river, but he couldn't see the figure of the thermos cup.
Zhang Zihao's eyes immediately turned red.
He clenched his little fists and turned slowly, looking at the person who had just turned to him.
There, there were a few people standing, and it was Liu Hong and a few of them.
Only Liu Hong was wearing a red dress inside, and just now, and the person who had just hit him, although he didn't see it clearly, he caught a glimpse of red.
At this time, Liu Hong, holding his chest with his hands, his chin raised slightly, was looking at him with a provocative face.
"Yo, coward, your thermos cup fell into the water, don't you hurry up and pick it up, otherwise your father will definitely kill you when he sees the thermos cup missing." Liu Hong said triumphantly.
Zhang Zihao's white little face was tense, and his immature voice was determined, "You just deliberately hit me!" ”
Liu Hong didn't seem to be afraid at all, "Yes, I hit you, so what, do you dare to hit me, coward!" ”
"That's, that's it, coward!" Several classmates around Liu Hong also chimed in.
Liu Hong doesn't like Zhang Zihao, because his parents have been exaggerating Zihao, saying that he is obedient and sensible and has good grades.
But Liu Hong just doesn't like it, he thinks Zhang Zihao is not good anywhere, he is very timid, and he usually doesn't dare to talk to people, he is a coward.
And Zhang Zihao's mother ran away, and his father didn't like him and liked to beat him, so he didn't want to learn Zhang Zihao.
In recent times, Zhang Zihao's father always brings delicious food to school.
Many classmates who were not friends with Zhang Zihao actually took the initiative to talk to Zhang Zihao for food.
Seeing that so many people had gathered around Zhang Zihao, who he hated the most, Liu Hong was unconvinced.
He also wanted his parents to make delicious food and share it with his classmates to make friends, but the food made by his parents was too unpalatable.
The angry Liu Hong had long wanted to find an opportunity to teach Zhang Zihao a lesson.
Today, noon let him find his chance.
Seeing Zhang Zihao standing on the side of the road, so preciously drinking the sour plum soup in the thermos cup, Liu Hong couldn't help but rush over.
Although Liu Hong is only nine years old, both in height and in stature, he is strong among his age.
Such a collision directly caused the thin and defenseless Zhang Zihao to fall to the ground, and the thermos cup also flew out to see, and it just fell into the water.
This made Liu Hong even happier.
Zhang Zihao looked at Liu Hong and the others who were smiling proudly, his eyes were staring tightly, his lips were even tighter, and his voice asked stubbornly: "Why did you hit me!" ”
That's the thermos cup that Dad bought from the supermarket on Tuesday in order to fill him with chilled mung bean soup.
He knows that the thermal insulation water is different from the plastic kettle he used to give, and the thermos cup is very expensive.
It was specially bought for him by his father, and it was only used for a few days, so Zhang Zihao cherished it so much.
It's just that the thermos cup has now been knocked down into the river and will never come back.
they, how can they be like this.
Zhang Zihao's eyes turned red unconsciously, both angry and aggrieved.
"Yo, you see, the coward is actually crying angrily."
"Wow, it's a shame to cry."