Chapter 6

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    Chen Yuan pulled a slightly nervous Niuniu and came out from the door. She didn't know if the child grew up in a rough environment, scared too many times, and became very courageous. If such a child is not given care and warmth in time , It’s easy to feel inferior when you grow up.

    A sturdy middle-aged woman in work clothes stood outside. This woman looked very sturdy, with dark skin and thick long eyebrows, and her eyes were fierce.

    Standing behind him was the high temperature of the little fat boy who bullied Dabao Erbao yesterday, and looked at Chen Yuan triumphantly. There was no need to think about the situation, just to find his parents to support him.

    Dabao and Erbao stood aside like eggplants hit by frost, carrying heavy schoolbags, their heads stuck with glue, and they couldn’t lift them up. They were obviously reprimanded. When Chen Yuan's eyes dodge, she was ashamed not to look at her. Chen Yuan can judge from the declining happiness index of the two that their mood is now very uncomfortable with dark clouds. She really took great pains to let the children live in the cradle of happiness. Here, how come it has dropped to so much in just one day.

    Dabao's happiness index has returned to the original -150, and Erbao is about to do so. Chen Yuan has been busy all day and has been doing nothing.

    When Zhang Guilan and a young woman with a big belly heard the noisy movement outside, they also came out to watch the excitement. They saw Chen Yuan being troubled, and heard that she had beaten other people’s children. They were gloating in their hearts. She also knows Dasao Gao, but she is not a simple character. If she provokes her, this delicate young wife must have her skin peeled off, but she deserves it if she gets angry, and the Shen family won’t support her this time. But there is a good show.

    The new daughter-in-law told her that her teeth were itchy, and she couldn't do anything about her for the time being. The old man made an order and said that it is not allowed to make things big, or else I can't spare her. When I left, I felt distressed to death. I smelled a fragrant meat that day, I knew that Xiao Jianzhong must have eaten half of the pork, and the little wife came back by a tricycle at noon. Looking at the big bags and small bags, where did the money come from?


    Zhang Guilan immediately thought that Shen Huai should have given it to her, and she became angry again. She thought that the second child should believe in herself very much, but she didn't expect to keep the back hand. The comrade-in-arms brought back dozens of dollars should be a small head. Maybe how much money he took behind his wife, one by one is really a prodigal.

    The middle-aged woman’s surname is Jiang, Jiang Yuexiang, and her husband’s surname is Gao, who is also a military officer. Outsiders usually call her Dasao Gao. Her family lives in this courtyard. The neighbors know her. Some people are curious that she kicks the door in front of the old Shen’s house. What means.

    The little fat boy watched as she walked out of the door and Chen Yuan immediately called out to Jiang Yuexiang: "Mom, she beat me, it really hurts. You must help me out!"

    Jiang Yuexiang looked at her son with a grin. She was in pain with her ass, her face full of "pain" and distressed. She went home and found that her son had been beaten by other parents. Her heart burned with anger. This is how old a child can handle it, and an adult bullies a child. What kind of skill is it?

    I have looked at the child carefully, but fortunately, it is not too serious, otherwise she will be sure to fight the opponent desperately now.

    "Why are you hitting our child? Why did my child bother you? And he is only a 7-year-old child. Is there anything that can't be said? Why hit people? No matter what the reason, hitting is wrong? Today you must I apologize to our children, or else the matter is endless."

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