Mr. Gu, he wants to get married every day

Chapter 399 I can't bear it anymore, I don't need to bear it anymore
"What do you mean by watery flowers?" asked the little boy in front.

"I don't know, anyway, that's what I heard my mother say on the phone."

Children may not understand what idioms mean, but they can tell whether the tone is commendatory or derogatory.

Ye Zixi didn't know what it was, but she could guess that it was definitely not a good word.

In particular, there is a sentence "I want to be crazy about men" at the back for further explanation.

"You nonsense! I have a father! I'm not an illegitimate child!"

"You are, you are! My mother told me that you, like He Xiaoran, are illegitimate children of unknown origin."

"No, you are not allowed to talk nonsense!"

"You are! The illegitimate child! The bastard!" the boy said while reaching out to push Ye Zixi.

With a "bang" punch, Ye Zixi couldn't bear it anymore, and greeted the opponent with his left eye.

The two quickly wrestled into a ball, and Ye Zixi quickly gained the upper hand because of his practice, and beat the little boy on the ground, while the other little boy went to help, but he twisted the opponent's arm, and then gave him a hand in front of him. punched.

Jiang Mianmian, a ghost, was watching them fight. She originally thought that if Ye Zixi couldn't fight, she would rush to help.Unexpectedly, Ye Zixi's skills are not bad, and he won't lose the wind in one hit.She was on the sidelines for him.

It wasn't until someone reported the teacher that she pretended to have just discovered the situation, ran to the teacher to complain, and took the teacher to the scene.

Soon, the parents of the other two children also arrived.

Seeing that his child was injured like this, he immediately clamored for Ye Zixi to pay for it. Seeing Ye Qingwan standing next to Ye Zixi, one of the child's parents immediately asked her for an explanation.

"Zixi's mother, is your child violent? Beat my child like this? Is this how you educate your child?"

Ye Qingwan sneered, and retorted:
"I'm teaching my children that they can't bear it, and they don't need to bear it anymore. It's better than some people casually criticizing and slandering others in front of their children, right?"

"What do you mean? Who criticized others and slandered others in front of children?"

She probably thought of something suddenly, and she immediately changed her words.

"Even if I said something, it was well-founded. How could it be criticism and slander? There are pictures and the truth, and I didn't make it up."

"Mom Mingming, if you want to say this, do you mind if I ask someone to post two pictures of you on the Internet, and ask someone to read the pictures and write words to make a hot search? I can confidently say that there are pictures and the truth, and it is not I made it up, didn't I?"

"You!" Mingming's mother saw that she couldn't talk to her, so she said angrily, "Excessive words!"

Instead, he questioned Jiang Luan, the head teacher.

"Mr. Jiang, how does your school manage children? It doesn't matter if my child is beaten up like this? Or do you mean that you both wear the same pair of trousers and deliberately allow other people's children to bully my family?"

The teacher was most afraid of encountering such disputes between parents, so he quickly explained it in a friendly voice.

"That's not the case, Mommy. It was my negligence. I didn't pay close attention to their extracurricular activities, so I just turned around and let them fight. But there must be a cause and an effect. Speaking of this matter, it is indeed true. Mingming and Youzhe provoked first..."

Before she finished speaking, Youzhe's mother screamed:
"Listen, listen, this is so biased! I want to complain to the principal. Someone like you is not qualified to be a kindergarten teacher. It will bring down the school atmosphere."

Jiang Luan was trembling with anger, but because of his work, he could only hold back his emotions and continued to explain:

"It's not like that, Youzhe's mother. It's true that a slap can't be slapped on this matter..."

Youzhe's mother waved her hand and interrupted her roughly.

"Okay, you don't need to explain any more, the explanation is just a cover-up. Why, is the school run by your family? I have to ask the school for an explanation today."

After the words fell, she immediately took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"Honey, come to school quickly, your son is about to be beaten to death..."

(End of this chapter)