"Gooro, apologize!" Xiao Sanlang said in a deep voice.

Xiao Wulang pursed his lips and said nothing.

"How do I teach you on weekdays?" Xiao Sanlang's voice was very stern.

Xiao Wulang looked dull and said stutteringly: "Do not look at what is wrong, do not listen to what is wrong, do not speak what is wrong, do not do what is wrong."

Xiao Sanlang frowned and continued: "When encountering things, you must make a calm judgment. It is a stupid act to make arbitrary judgments without distinction!"

Xiao Wulang was scolded to the point of blushing, his head was lowered, and he snorted listlessly at Su Yue, "I'm sorry."

"Yeah!" Su Yue snorted with her eyes, as if she was not very satisfied with his attitude.

Xiao Wulang bit his lips and said nothing.

Xiao Sanlang took the clothes and food he had changed to Xiao Wulang from the car.

Although the school also provides food, many children who are not wealthy at home will bring some food from home and ask the kitchen to help with it. Just give two hundred doctoral workers a month.

Xiao Wulang was startled when he saw that there was white rice in the bag and pushed it back, "Brother, keep the white rice for Brother Yu, he is just in need of nutrition."

"Just get me some coarse grains."

Su Yue glanced at Xiao Wulang. This kid was not in dealing with her, but he really felt sorry for the little nephew Yu Ge'er.

"There are also some at home. Your sister-in-law has bought a lot of them, so you can take them." Xiao Sanlang stubbornly stuffed the bag to Xiao Wulang.

Xiao Wulang looked at Su Yue in surprise.

Su Yue was sitting casually on the ox cart, her feet swaying casually, not knowing what she was thinking.

Xiao Wulang withdrew his gaze and caught the cloth bag.

A group of people walked not far away, and the person walking in the middle was Xiao Silang.

"Silang, is your family bringing you food ration?" The student who was traveling with him asked Xiao Silang.

"I told me, the food in our school is good, and you are not that poor person who can't afford to give it to you, so why bother to send it to your family?"

After speaking, the student glanced at Xiao Wulang with disdain.

Xiao Wulang pursed his lips tightly and clenched the cloth bag in his hand.

Xiao Silang saw them and stopped slightly. The next second he shook the bag in his hand and greeted a few students with a smile, "My grandma is always afraid that I won't be full."

"Now, the family sent white rice today, as well as chicken and rabbit meat, which I handed to the kitchen later. I couldn't bear to bear the hunger. At noon, I'll ask everyone to have a tooth-beating ceremony."

"Okay, I've benefited from Siro today."

"Thank you, Shiro."

Xiao Silang walked past Xiao Wulang with his chest raised his head and raised his head, quite proud.

The students around him are all well-known people, some are the sons of the Baozheng family in the town, some are county magistrates, or relatives of the teaching family.

Unlike Xiao Wulang, there are poor boys around him.

Xiao Silang became more and more proud. He took out a handful of white rice from the bag and handed it to Xiao Wulang, "Wulang, you always eat coarse grains, and the nutrition cannot keep up."

"Although we have separated, my brother still remembers you in my heart. Promise, take these white rice and mix them with your coarse grains. At least it's not that harsh."

Xiao Wulang's face collapsed tightly, "No, I don't need it."

Xiao Silang took a step forward, "Why are you polite to me? Take it."

He said, his fingers slightly loose, and all the white rice was sprinkled on the ground, stained with soil.

"Oh, sorry, my hands are loose, Goro, sorry, you can pick it up by yourself."

Xiao Silang had a malicious smile on his face.

Some of the students around him said maliciously: "Xiao Wulang, Silang has good intentions. How could you ruin other people's wishes like this?"

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Wulang probably hasn't eaten the rice that fell on the ground, right?"

"Xiao Wulang, why don't you pick it up quickly?"

A group of people laughed around Xiao Wulang.

Xiao Wulang's face was so angry that he blushed, "You...How can you waste food so much?"

"If you don't waste it, just pick it up!" Xiao Silang snorted coldly.

Xiao Wulang clenched his fists tightly, "You did it on purpose!"

Xiao Silang narrowed his eyes slightly. What can he do on purpose?

Xiao Wulang never satisfies him in the school. Sometimes he asks Xiao Wulang to help him do something, but Xiao Wulang ignores him at all.

He had long wanted to deal with this kid.

Xiao Wulang was still a ten-year-old child after all, and couldn't help but raise his fists.

Xiao Sanlang held the angry Xiao Wulang.

Su Yue took back the small pebbles pinched at her fingertips and played with them casually, with a slightly cold expression.

Xiao Sanlang blocked Xiao Wulang behind him, looking cold, "Xiao Silang, don't go too far."

Xiao Silang looked embarrassed.

For some reason, he was always a little afraid of Xiao Sanlang.

He said with a grievance: "Stern brother, don't get me wrong. I really have nothing else to mean. It's just that poor Wulang always eats coarse grains and wants to help him."

Xiao Sanlang looked faint, "Since you want to do good things, why not give all the rice in your hand to Goro?"

Xiao Silang frowned, so he was unable to do it, "This... I also want to have a meal."

Someone immediately stood up for Xiao Silang, "Why are you so greedy? You gave it all, what will Silang eat and drink?"

Xiao Sanlang raised his eyebrows, "Then give half of it, why? I can't bear to leave it?"

Xiao Silang clenched the pocket in his hand, and he naturally couldn't bear to let it go.

Xiao Sanlang snorted coldly and exposes Xiao Silang sharply, "You are not called kindness, but hypocritical boastfulness and malicious teasing."

"I don't want to be too ugly, pick up the rice and apologize to Goro."

Xiao Silang couldn't stand it on his face, and he couldn't even say the apology.

He sighed helplessly, "Third Brother, you really misunderstood me. Oh, is it so difficult to do some good things these days?"

The students around him stood up for him, "Why are you a person who is right and wrong?"

"Hmph, I think it's just that people are not satisfied with their hearts and snakes swallow elephants. I think Silang gives too little."

"That's right, I asked Shiro to give half of the white rice when I spoke. Will Shiro stop eating or drinking?"

Xiao Sanlang curled his lips, "Don't he still have you friends who are anxious and righteous?"

"What? He has no food anymore, are you unwilling to help him for ten days and half a month?"

Several students' faces froze and froze in place for a moment.

Even if their family is still wealthy, it will be difficult for them to raise another student. No one dares to pat their chest and say that they can help Xiao Silang for ten days and half a month.

After all, they are all teenagers, and it is the time to eat.

Xiao Sanlang snorted coldly, "It seems that your so-called friendship is nothing more than that."

Su Yue couldn't help but feel happy.

Xiao Sanlang has a sharp mouth.

However, in just a few words, the alliance between Xiao Silang and several students seemed to be able to share the same hatred of the enemy.

Xiao Silang was a little worried and glared at Su Yue in anger, "Hey, why are you laughing at?"

Su Yue glanced at him lightly, "It's funny."
Chapter completed!