Interesting!
Lin Chen looked at the meme with interest.
In the original owner's memory, although the stick was mischievous and often stole, he never had the guts to hit anyone.
Was he forced into a corner this time?
The corners of his mouth curled up. He slowly pulled the shoulder strap of his bag, placed it on the ground, and rubbed his hands.
Mi Li was a little slow to realize what was going on. She looked at the fierce-looking stick and hid behind Lin Chen in fear.
"Big brother ~"
The little fellow's small hands tightly grabbed onto the corner of Lin Chen's clothes. She pouted her little mouth aggrievedly, and her big eyes were filled with fear.
Lin Chen smiled and patted her little head.
"Mi Li, don't be afraid. I'm just joking with you.”
"How about this, you sit on your bag, turn around, and count from 1 to 20. Can Mi Li count?”
The little fellow nodded repeatedly.
Then, she obediently turned around and carefully sat on Lin Chen's bag. She began to count in a soft voice,“1，2……”
Lin Chen's lips curled up in satisfaction, but there was a gust of wind behind him.
What a joke!
After his parents died, how many people wanted to bully him?
Weren't they all beaten down by him?
A little brat dared to provoke him.
Lin Chen turned his body sideways and dodged the stick. He reached out and grabbed it, bending it.
"Roar ~"
The stick cried out in pain.
The wooden stick fell to the ground.
Mi Li heard the commotion and was about to turn around when she heard Lin Chen say,""Mi Li, why did you only count to 8? What happened after that?"
"Hmm, 8, 9~"
Xiaomi continued to count.
Only then did Lin Chen look at the pained expression of the stick with satisfaction.
He reached out his hand and gently patted the stick's face. He whispered,""Did I give you face?"
The stick was still not convinced and wanted to struggle, but he was kicked by his knee. He hugged his stomach in pain and could not speak.
Lin Chen smiled and bent down to pick up the wooden stick.
There was movement above his head. He rolled and the stick came into close contact with the ground.
He grunted and raised his head to look at Lin Chen in pain.
Lin Chen casually touched the wooden stick, then suddenly raised his hand and chopped at the wooden stick with a hand knife. With a crack, the wooden stick broke.
He crouched down and threw the wooden stick at the foot of the stick.
"If you provoke me again, this will be your head!”
The stick was completely stunned.
Lin Chen wiped his hands on his clothes in disdain.
"Mi Li, why are you stuck at 16?”
The little fellow scratched his pigtails and said aggrievedly,""Brother, I forgot ~"
Lin Chen smiled and walked over. He pulled the little girl up and pinched her little face."It's so simple, yet you forgot? Let me teach you, 17…"
“17。”
Mi Li repeated and turned to look at the stick curiously. Seeing him lying on the ground, she grinned happily.“18。”
"Of course I remember. Our Xiaomi is awesome!”
"Hehehe, awesome!"
Back at the courtyard house, Zhao Chunhua had not returned from work.
However, the aroma of rice was already wafting from the opposite room. It was obviously Jia Zhang-shi's cooking.
Lin Chen and Mi Li had the steamed buns and fried rice that they had brought in the morning, so they weren't too hungry.
At this moment, Lin Chen sat on the small table on the brick bed and began to do his homework.
Xiaomi was still scribbling on the newspaper with her short pencil. She would turn around and look at Lin Chen from time to time,""Big brother ~"
"What did Mi Li draw?"
"Candy!"
Lin Chen laughed.
He had already eaten the hawthorn, but he was still thinking about it.
"When I have money, can I buy candy for Mi Li?”
"Yes, yes!"
When Zhao Chunhua returned, she saw Lin Chen doing his homework neatly. She turned to cook with pride.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the other end.
"Awesome? My good grandson, what's wrong with you? Was she bullied at school?”
Zhao Chunhua frowned, but she didn't care. She quickly broke an egg and placed it in the soup. She stirred it and added some salt.
It was unknown what was said in the other room, but the stick began to cry loudly.
Qin Huairu returned and hurriedly asked what was going on.
Jia Zhang-shi cursed loudly," It must be some bastard without an asshole. He bullied us, a great man without a father. No, I want to find the teacher!"”
"I want to ask him how he taught his students. How could he let us, the punks, be bullied? This is bullying!"
The familiar howls made the returning Silly Pillar flinch.
He had brought back two lunch boxes today. When he saw Qin Huiru walking in front, he thought that all three children in her room needed to eat, so he followed her closely.
As a result, the moment he entered, he heard Jia Zhangshi's dry howls, and his sympathy instantly disappeared.
If this lunchbox went in, Granny Jia's big mouth would definitely eat more. She might as well not give it to him!
When he turned around and saw Zhao Chunhua busy, he smiled and greeted her.
"Aunt Zhao, what are you cooking?"
Zhao Chunhua smiled." Egg soup. Xiao Chen fainted yesterday. He needs to eat more good food to nourish his body!"”
"Fainted yesterday? When?" Silly Zhu was surprised.
"Yesterday morning, the child fainted while crying. Ah Bao and the others only knew how to go to work and read books. They didn't know how to take care of children. Xiao Chen and Mi Li were both skinny and small, and their bodies were too weak.”
Silly Zhu nodded and turned to look at Lin Chen, who was doing his homework seriously. He couldn't help but laugh and handed a lunch box to Zhao Chunhua.
"Auntie Zhao, there's pig liver in this. Give some to Xiao Chen ~"
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