"Hello, my name is Su Zixuan, what's your name?"

A fair-looking little boy wearing overalls came to Mengmeng's side.

He was the little boy who first greeted Mengmeng.

But Mengmeng was still immersed in sadness, gently stroking the little red flower on her chest, and turned to look out the window.

Although Mengmeng stopped crying after Gu Yue's persuasion, she still felt sad.

I feel wronged and want to cry.

Thinking about daddy.

She didn't hear what Su Zixuan said at all.

Su Zixuan was not angry at all. He brought a small stool over, sat down next to Mengmeng, put his chin on his hands, and asked: "Do you miss your parents?"

"Ugh!"

Mengmeng nodded, sniffed, and felt even more aggrieved.

Su Zixuan said: "I miss my parents too, but I am a man and I will not cry! Dad said that those who cry are disobedient children. I am obedient and I will not cry."

After saying that, he tilted his head and looked at Mengmeng.

Mengmeng pouted her little mouth, looked at Su Zixuan and hummed: "I, I am also an obedient child, and I don't cry either!"

"But you cried just now, I saw it!" Su Zixuan said.

"Humph! No, you saw it wrong!"

"I'm not wrong, you really cried, you cried so loudly."

"No, no, no, I didn't cry!"

"I obviously..."

"Um?"

"Okay, you didn't cry, I was wrong."

Su Zixuan saw water mist gathering in Mengmeng's eyes, as if she was about to cry at any time, so she quickly changed her tune.

"Humph╭(╯^╰)╮I didn't cry in the first place!" Mengmeng said with a proud look on her face.

Su Zixuan curled his lips.

No wonder they say on TV not to reason with girls. He didn’t understand it before, but he seems to understand it now.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Mengmeng. My parents call me Mengmeng. You can also call me Mengmeng." Mengmeng gently rubbed her eyes and said while looking at Su Zixuan's milky voice.

"Hello, Mengmeng, my name is Su Zixuan. You can call me Zixuan or Xuanxuan. If you don't like it, just call me handsome. I can do that too." Su Zixuan bared his teeth and smiled.

As he said that, he stretched out his right hand towards Mengmeng, "Salute and shake hands, you are my good friend."

"No!" Mengmeng put her little hands behind her back and shook her head.

"Don't you want to be friends with me?" Su Zixuan was a little disappointed.

Mengmeng said quickly: "No, no, I want to be good friends with you, but daddy said you can't hold hands with boys."

"Oh! I know, I know, I've seen it on TV, it's called, men and women don't hold hands!" Su Zixuan's eyes lit up and he raised his hands and said.

"It's tied."

Mengmeng nodded, "We can be good friends without holding hands. From now on, we are good friends."

"Yeah! We are good friends." Su Zixuan smiled happily.

For children as young as three or four years old, friendship comes so quickly and is very pure.

"Hmph! What a shabby school. Really, I have to come here to go to kindergarten. I really don't know what dad thinks! What's so good about this shabby school! Humph!"

At this moment, a little chubby boy walked into the classroom angrily while muttering.

Didn't even notice my feet.

Sudden.

There was a "bang" sound.

The little chubby boy accidentally kicked a small stool.

Then, the stool slid out sideways and hit Mengmeng's leg.

Mengmeng was talking happily to Su Zixuan when she suffered this unreasonable disaster. She was stunned for a moment, her nose became sore, and tears suddenly rolled down from her eyes like pearls.

"Woooooooo..."

Mengmeng cried.

"Mengmeng, Mengmeng, are you okay?" Su Zixuan suddenly felt at a loss.

"Humph! You are crying, you are such a coward!" Little Fatty looked at Mengmeng sideways and said with a curled lip.

"Hey, why are you like this! You bumped into someone and made them cry. Shouldn't you apologize?" Su Zixuan stood up immediately and stared at the little fat man.

Little Fatty glanced at Su Zixuan with contempt and said, "I won't apologize, do you care?"

"You, you..."

Su Zixuan clenched his fists and glared at Little Fatty, angrily.

The little chubby boy threw his schoolbag to the ground, put his hands on his hips, and said, "What, do you want to fight?"

Su Zixuan's eyes suddenly flickered and he was a little panicked.

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Little Fatty doesn't know what he ate when he grew up. Although he is the same age, he is more than a round older than Su Zixuan. He is tall and strong and can compete with those in the middle class or even the first class.

Su Zixuan is of medium height and is not considered thin for this age group, but standing next to the chubby little guy, the difference is immediately apparent.

Facing this "big guy", Su Zixuan was inevitably a little timid.

“Woooo????????????”

Mengmeng touched the hit calf and shed tears of grievance.

The skin on the outside of the calf was scratched.

At this moment, she missed Daddy very much.

Hearing Mengmeng's cry, Su Zixuan seemed to be encouraged. He glared at the little chubby Dun'er and raised his voice: "You! Apologize to Mengmeng immediately!"

"Why?"

"You did something wrong, so you have to apologize!"

"I won't apologize, what can you do to me? Just a little bit~"

The little chubby boy made a face proudly.

"ah!!!"

Su Zixuan suddenly shouted, and he didn't know where the courage came from, but he took the initiative and rushed towards the little fat man.

The little chubby Dun'er took advantage of his figure and was not afraid at all, hugging Su Zixuan.

The two men struggled with each other.

They all fell to the ground.

Many children around him quickly screamed and ran away.

Relying on his strength, the little chubby Dun'er turned over and pinned Su Zixuan under him, pressed him tightly, and asked loudly: "Are you convinced?"

"Not convinced!"

Su Zixuan's face turned red, but he didn't give in at all.

The little chubby boy stared and raised his fist, "If you don't obey, I'm going to beat you!"

"I just don't accept it!" Su Zixuan said harshly.

What's more, Mengmeng is right next to him. He is a man, how can he be embarrassed in front of girls!

On the contrary, the little fat guy is a little bit too hard to get off.

Although he is a bit petty, he is not bad. If he were asked to hit his classmates, he would be a bit reluctant to do so.

But this guy is too tough and refuses to give in!

If you just let him go like this, where will your face go?

The two of them were in a stalemate.

Su Zixuan was lying on the ground, his face flushed, and he stared at the little chubby boy.

Little Fatty Dun'er was riding on Su Zixuan, raising his fists and breathing heavily.

Mengmeng stopped crying. Seeing such a scene, the little girl didn't know what to do.

She only knew that fighting was bad, but the voice in her heart told her that that nasty little chubby boy should be beaten.
To be continued...