The Anarchic Consort

Chapter 965: Class reunion (1)

The children who had thought about going to school with their brothers were standing upright and writing on the books with their own pens.

After writing for a while, I turned my head and went to see my brother's seat. No one, then twisted his head and continued to bury his little head. It was so embarrassing.

Baili Shangxue told him that it was after school in the afternoon, and when the small table was over, he came to pick him up with Bailijiajue.

The children who cleaned the dust remembered this sentence and looked back and forth from time to time.

At noon, the dusty children opened their little schoolbags as usual. First, they drank their cheeks and drank the milk that the Weiweimei people put on him. Then, when they looked cold, they began to stretch their small hands to touch the lunch box.

This is something that Helen Weiwei never forgot after he became a mother.

Probably because of the lack of father and mother when I was a child.

Therefore, when Helen Weiwei takes care of the children of the dust, he always pays extra attention in some aspects. The food is all good, and the beauty is placed in a small lunch box, and there is a hot soup.

When the children of the dusty school went to school for a few days, they were envied by the radish heads of the same class for a few days.

Because the dishes are so good, even the green cabbage mushrooms that the small radish heads don't like are made into a cute shape by Helian Weiwei.

To become a little fat man is not very convinced, ridiculed a fat face: "Can not afford to buy lunch, but also brought from home, the soil buns are soil buns."

With the last lesson, Cheng Xiaopang has not dared to approach the dusty children, and even dare not do anything with him. He only dares to stand far, and laughs at each other one or two sentences.

Nowadays, the children of kindergartens still don’t know the relationship between the evil spirits and the dusty children.

If you become a little fat man, you will never dare to provoke a little dusty child, because the little fat man is already afraid of dying in a hundred miles, although there are still many children around him, but the little fat man knows that many people in this kindergarten I want to think of the evil in the hundred miles.

My mother promised that when I waited for two more days, I will take away these two unsightly people, especially the small earthen buns in front of me. It’s so bad that he doesn’t like it when he looks at it. Even if he looks good again, he doesn’t Like, it will grab the limelight.

The dusty children are too lazy to take care of him. They are waiting for their brothers. No one wants to talk.

When the little fat man saw this, he was happy. The rich and powerful money was very good. He said to the children in the class: "My mother will drive the Land Rover to pick me up and eat it at Starbucks. Who wants to eat the cream cake there? I can help you bring some points."

The children all like to eat sweets. When they hear the cream cake, the mouth has begun to overflow.

The little fat man was soon surrounded by people. He liked this feeling. He looked at the dust with a scornful look and remembered the people who usually followed him. That means turning the driver back.

Children who can attend international schools are usually precociously older than normal children, because the family background is similar. Except for some children who are originally in this college area, there are basically drivers, so they become small fat people. I will look down on the dusty children, because in his impression, the dusty children are a poor family, but it is this piece of the family that can afford this school.

Obviously, the principle of making friends with two people is different.

Although the dusty children do not like to make friends, but to treat the people around them, regardless of the other's family, he will say one or two sentences.

It’s not a bad thing to become a small fat man. He is not a bad friend. After all, family members are more likely to become true friends, but by virtue of their family superiority, they will bully people. Too much.

The dusty children will not make more contact with such people, and they will feel stupid even if they look at them.

After drinking your own little milk, I started walking in the teacher with four ghosts.

Every day, the ghosts are slipped away, so that they don’t always want to run away.

Ghosts: ... Who is this illusion for you, who is it!

Every time after being slid, the ghosts felt that they were dead again.

I became a little fat man. I don’t know what the dusty children are doing. I am arrogant thinking about the earthen buns and I will only play with myself.

The dusty children looked down at their smart watches, and for four and a half hours, my brother and dad came, um, very good, sleep for a while...

Just when the dusty children made up their minds to rest, there was a nice chuckle outside the classroom: "Son, how did you get to the last row?"

The dusty children raised their little heads in an instant. After seeing Helian Weiwei, the big eyes were all laughing.

Helen Weiwei came in from the outside and hugged his son into his arms: "Hungry? Don't you go hungry? Take you to eat?"

"There are still classes in the afternoon." The dusty children reminded their own moms like the little adults.

Helian Weiwei also simply said: "Turn off."

At that time, the life teacher of the dusty children stood behind Helen Weiwei, and his face was dark. Is there such a way to educate the children?

The work of the aftermath was done by the children of the dust. He said with a pair of big eyes that today is his father’s birthday. My mother came to look for him and wanted to surprise Dad with him.

Every time the teacher saw the white face of the dusty child, the heart was softened, not to mention that the dusty child deliberately lowered the voice, so that he hated to hold him in his arms and buy him. Eat sugar.

As a result, the mother and the child got a good afternoon's vacation very smoothly, and the outstanding appearance attracted many children's onlookers.

Especially those radish heads who know the dusty children, one by one, come together: "Clean, is this your mother? Long, beautiful and beautiful."

The dusty children liked the praises of others, and they ordered their little heads, and they smiled at the little radishes.

Helian Weiwei is very gentle, don't forget to go back and say goodbye to the little radish heads.

Suddenly, the children in the class began to admire the dust of Helian.

The little fat man disdained very much: "I have a good envy of a car repair, my mother is more beautiful, and my mother's education is also high, now in the court, how many times better than she does not know."

"But I think the dust is more beautiful for his mother." The little princess in the class whispered, with a slight red on her face: "And her height is also high, her legs are long, more than the stars on TV. Be beautiful."

When the children of this age are innocent, the reaction is also the most direct.

The little fat man was said this way, and he was unwilling to see it. After seeing Mrs. Cheng, Li Meng, the small face was full of resentment: "Mom, when did you get the little bun, I saw him. I am annoyed in my heart!"

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