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240 Little Sweet Bean Was Bullied 2

He knew a lot of Chinese characters, but for pinyin, he still relied on Jinchu's guidance.

But Xiaotuanzi is different.

Is it because the primary schools in the town teach better?

But looking at Zhuoran on the other side, who is scratching his head, it seems that this is not the case!

On Saturday morning, the sun was warm and the autumn breeze was refreshing.

Xiaotuanzi moved a small chair and sat at the door, a small boy with a strawberry-flavored lollipop in his mouth.

Sunbathing can promote calcium absorption and make her grow taller.

She was now fully bathed in the sunshine, squinting her eyes lazily, like a small green plant that had fully absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, so prosperous.

The little face was polished, which made the skin color even better, dreamlike and supple.

Grandma Tu was also sitting nearby, one old and one young, basking in the sun side by side.

She heard Xiaotuanzi say that the elderly should also get more sunbathing.

At this time, Xiaotuanzi saw something from a distance, and his pupils suddenly narrowed dangerously.

There are two swings next to the tree not far away. They were put up by the grandmothers from the nearby neighborhood committee to make it easier for the children nearby to play.

There are not many people there on weekdays, but on weekends, when there are more children, it may not be enough.

Most children are quite peaceful under the guidance of adults.

At this moment, a familiar little figure sat on it, pursed his lips, and swayed meticulously.

When other people's children play this, they all smile the same way, but he is different. I don't know if it's because he's calm or because he's afraid.

This is not our little sweet bean - Wan Jiahao's little friend.

Occasionally, his grandma would take him to the town to play and buy some things.

At this moment, he was still sitting and had just swayed for a while when a figure came out from behind Leng Buding and pushed him aside violently, "Get off here!"

Then the child who pushed him down sat on the swing and swayed steadily, giggling wildly and wildly.

"Hey, you kid..."

"Is there anyone in charge?"

"Why did you jump in line?"

Those parents were angry.

Wan Jiahao fell to the ground and raised his soft palms to take a look. The child's skin was already so tender, but a layer of skin was broken on the palm of his hand near the wrist, revealing wisps of scarlet. He

He was also stubborn, but there were emerald-like beads hanging in his eyes, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

"Brother Haohao!"

Seeing Xiao Tuanzi running towards him quickly, Wan Jiahao's hot tears rolled down, "Sister Xiao Tuanzi!"

The crying made anyone who heard it sad, and those who saw it shed tears, which even made Xiaotuanzi's heart hurt.

The mothers around me couldn't bear to see their children cry since they gave birth to their children, especially such a cute child. "Come on, little brother, here is a handkerchief. Let your sister wipe the wound for you."

"Thank you." Xiaotuanzi gave Wan Jiahao a little treatment with a handkerchief, then quickly stood up and looked at the little boy swinging happily on the swing in front of him.

He is older than Wan Jiahao, and looks to be more than three years old, close to four years old. Isn't it the grandson of Yuxia's mother-in-law's family who is trying to attract wealth?

Not every child is as cute as Wan Jiahao, and this one is an excellent counterexample.

Over the years, there are always two long dragons hanging under his nose, and there are also shells made of nasal mucus on the side of his face.

He is nearly four years old, still wearing ripped crotch pants, and acts like a demon king, doing all kinds of evil.
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