After the martial arts class, Shen Zhengming and a group of children talked about what had just happened and walked back to the wing, obviously, it was Master Chen Huandong's own mistake that caused that embarrassing scene.

However, Fu Xiaowa was indeed beaten so badly and was kicked out of this group, and this group of children had some sympathy.

"Master Chen actually slipped and fell, it really shouldn't be, it's really embarrassing, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to live!" said a child, shaking his head.

"That's not, it's really a mistake that shouldn't happen from time to time, alas, a life is so long, it is inevitable that there will be a fall!"

"That little handyman is quite miserable, it is estimated that he will have to lie down for many days before he can get up!"

"It's good to be able to pick up a life, and you can expect something else!"

"That's deserved, it's just stupid, it's just stupid, it's so lazy, maybe you can make up for it if you are diligent, maybe he really has a place to play, you see that his miscellaneous body is really strong enough!" A child thinks about the days when he was thrown hard by Fu Xiaowa, except for Shen Zhengming, before these people practiced martial arts, no one was Fu Xiaowa's opponent.

"That's what I said, it's like this, I'm still late for class, I deserve it!"

A group of children returned to the side room without saying a word, and the slightly fat child pushed open the side room, and was stunned, and everyone was stunned.

It was still a neat quilt, and a clean house, and there was time to tidy up, Fu Xiaowa would definitely not be late.

Fu Xiaowa dragged his weak body and pushed open the side room, he was going to come back to pack his luggage and follow Senior Brother Qingyun to another group as an apprentice.

When he walked into the room, the children were stared straight and the atmosphere was dull, usually at this time, Fu Xiaowa, the annoying guy, was driven away, and they would cheer and sneer aside.

Fu Xiaowa and those children didn't speak, those children just silently watched Fu Xiaowa leave, Fu Xiaowa's departure would not affect them anything, but they still felt that this was not a pleasant thing to remember them, and this should have been a pleasant thing.

Fu Xiaowa left, just like that, quietly left, the handyman they had beaten together, they had forgotten why they kept beating him, from which day, from what reason.

But Fu Xiaowa did leave, these children have been silent and have not spoken, this handyman they often bully, and often abuse, but they have never seen him angry, nor have they seen him retaliate, only the quilt that they folded every morning, and the clean house.

Is Fu Xiaowa really that annoying, they have been asking this question, why does Fu Xiaowa hate it, they are still puzzled, but there seems to be no reason that will make them meet this answer.

The slightly fat child came to Fu Xiaowa's bed, the owner of this bed, may never return, they can no longer enjoy the happiness of beating Fu Xiaowa in this house, in fact, there is no happiness, and even some of them will find it quite annoying to beat Fu Xiaowa.

This Fu Xiaowa, who has been bullied by them, has never hated them, doesn't he hate them, they can't imagine such a fact, and they will hate it to the bone when they think about what they do.

The slightly fat child, bowed down, picked up a bag of things on the bed, and lay quietly at the head of the bed, so eye-catching, so conspicuous, it was definitely not a legacy, and it was impossible for someone to leave such an eye-catching thing behind.

The children all gathered over, looking suspiciously at the bag of things quietly left on the bed, they looked at each other, suspecting that the possibilities might be the last outpouring of anger before Fu Xiaowa left, or maybe Fu Xiaowa had accumulated the gift of anger for a long time.

They found a stick and carefully picked up the paper bag, which was untied layer by layer, layer by layer, and the final puzzle was in front of them. ...,

Suddenly, all the children froze, and the hand of the child with the stick was already shaking, and it would not be surprising if it was a bag of feces left to disgust them.

But it was a bag of sugar cakes, the last hated gift that Fu Xiaowa left for them.

That's right, sugar cakes, peanut marzipan, walnut cookies, candied fruit.

This is the favorite thing of children, and even these rich children are drooling without exception. This is Fu Xiaowa's careful collection, this is an extremely precious thing to Fu Xiaowa, this is a treasure for a handyman who has no chance to touch these things.

Fu Xiaowa left it to them, with his worn-out quilt, or the quilt they had been laughing at, a simple dress.

The children were silent, each staring blankly at the sugar cake on the bed, which was their usual snack, and none of them did it at this time.

They couldn't reach for the bag of sugar cakes, it was the rebuke they received in their hearts, they were recalling the wrongs they had helped again and again, chasing the innocent Fu Xiaowa all over the street again and again.

They could not stretch out their hands and rebuke themselves in an inner rebuke that was worse than any punishment......

Fu Xiaowa silently followed Qingyun and came to a relatively depressed wing room, which was a much more dilapidated wing room, and even the windows had broken a few holes and had not yet been repaired.

Qingyun coughed, knock on the door!

At this time, the door of the wing room opened, and a lazy apprentice, who was already considered old, saw the apprentice playing and lazily said, "What's the matter?"

"This is your new roommate, called Fu Xiaowa!" Qingyun patted Fu Xiaowa next to him.

Fu Xiaowa smiled and nodded at the big child.

"Oh, new classmate, come in, find a place to sleep by yourself!" the eldest boy was still lazy, as if he had nothing to do with the people who came.

Qingyun and Fu Xiaowa walked into the wing, and suddenly there was a peculiar smell in the nose, and there were still a few children like this lying on the bed, lying lazily, the ground was full of all kinds of garbage, Qingyun couldn't help frowning, he said: "What kind of system are you, and do you have an apprentice!"

These big children are like old fritters, and they say softly: "If you clean it, you don't have to get dirty, so why bother!"

Qingyun didn't have anything to say, he was just a senior brother, not a boxer, he glanced at Fu Xiaowa, sighed, and then flicked his sleeves and left.

"You, hello, my name is Fu Xiaowa......" Fu Xiaowa squeezed out a little smile while carrying his torn quilt.

Fu Xiaowa stood in the middle of the house awkwardly, these children didn't say that they would laugh and scold him like Shen Zhengming, and now they didn't even have the spirit to take care of him.