The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 46

Zhang Xiaoqiang's twitching voice came from inside: "There is someone inside, you, you can change to another pit."

Sobbing while talking.

Tang Wanru frowned beautifully: "Zhang Xiaoqiang, are you constipated? Why are you crying?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang sniffed: ".Tang, Sister Tang?"

Class time was approaching, Tang Wanru didn't want to waste time, so she opened the wooden toilet door with her bare hands.The door bolt of the toilet was deformed by her bare hands, and it opened slowly with a creaking scream.

Tang Wanru frowned, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang whose eyes were red from crying.Zhang Xiaoqiang's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there were two strings of sticky mucus under his nose. He looked very miserable.

Tang Wanru is too familiar with these scars, she must have been beaten, Tang Wanru frowned: "Who bullied you? Or was it given to you by a group of men?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shrank his neck and dodged his eyes: "I fell down without me."

Tang Wanru wanted to ask a few more questions, but the class preparation bell rang hastily.Tang Wanru was thinking about the unwritten papers, and glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang: "You can ask me for help if you are in trouble, don't cry, what does it sound like a big man is crying?"

With a few casual words of comfort, Tang Wanru turned her head and went back to the classroom.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up shyly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked to the sink to wash his hands.

He looked at himself in the mirror with a bruised nose and a swollen face, his nose was sore, tears almost fell down again.Jingdu No. [-] Middle School is a key high school, and Jingdu No. [-] Class No. [-] is a top class. The students only care about their studies and don't care about their classmates at all.

Even though many students noticed that Zhang Xiaoqiang was beaten, no one came forward to ask.Zhang Xiaoqiang's grades in the top class were the lowest, and the teachers didn't bother to ask about a poor student.

It's none of your business, hang up high.

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought desperately: Classmate Tang Wanru was the first one to care about him.
But what's the use?Could Tang Wanru still help him?

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he was going to die, he couldn't give so much money to repay the debt, and the people around him were indifferent to each other, no one could save him from the fire.He even wanted to find a building and jump off, and it was over.

Today, the senior three classrooms are disinfected, and there is no evening self-study, and the senior senior students are out of school at six o'clock in the afternoon.Tang Wanru was carrying a schoolbag and holding a math paper in her hand, analyzing function problems while walking.The first monthly exam in the third year of high school is coming, and she has to study hard.

"Mommy~"

"Aunt Tang."

Under the green locust tree across the road, Tang Tang, Fu Jingan, Aunt Wang and He Chen were waving at her.

It was rare for Tang Wanru to leave school early tonight, so Aunt Wang made a reservation at a prestigious restaurant in Kyoto, and the family went to have dinner.

At the table, the waiter brought the ice cream dessert first.

As soon as Tang Tang saw the cold and sweet ice cream, he couldn't move his eyes, stretched out his paws to take it, and was patted by Fu Jingan in disgust: "Go wash your hands, eat less ice, it is easy to have diarrhea."

Tang Tang's eyes widened: "Leave me alone, you are not my mother, my mother is sitting opposite."

After all, he ate a large scoop of ice cream in front of Fu Jingan, his cheeks bulging.

Fu Jingan looked at her chubby little face, it was white, tender and soft, like white glutinous rice dumplings just out of the pan, very cute.Fu Jingan turned his eyes away, and complained: "You'd better not eat braised pork later, it's from the same root, so why bother frying it?"

"Why are you in such a hurry!"

Tang Tang put down the ice cream, and his little hands slapped the table fiercely to demonstrate. The two children started arguing again, kicking each other with jiojio under the chair.

Seeing the two children arguing in full swing, He Chen lowered his voice and asked Tang Wanru, "Wanru, do they fight every day?"

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(End of this chapter)