Aunt Fang, who was still dignified at first, would just take off her shoes and throw them at the crowd, running over there and shouting: "Little bastard! Get up! Are you going to embarrass me?"
When Fang Zhongyu saw Aunt Fang approaching, he got up and ran to another person lying on the ground rolling on the ground: "I want to learn martial arts, I want to learn martial arts!"
"Fang Zhongyu! Don't compete with me!"
Before Aunt Fang rushed over, Fang Zhongyu got up again and chose his personal pile again...
I was even afraid that Fang Zhongyu would run away from school.
In the end, Aunt Fang's physical strength failed, so she had no choice but to agree to Fang Zhongyu to study for the sake of face, but she could only go after class every day.
Aunt Fang walked back holding the shoes in one hand and Fang Zhongyu's ears in the other.
I pressed against my second uncle's thigh, silently covering my face, as if this way, others wouldn't be able to notice me when they looked over.
It turns out that shame is written like this...
The second uncle smiled calmly.
Aunt Fang parked her car in front of Pingying Private School. When we got down, she drove away.
I looked up and saw that this school was similar to a regular elementary school, but a smaller version.
Lulu rubbed her hands and said angrily: "Nuan Ting, this school is quite impressive."
"Humph." Ignore her!
Lulu's disappointed eyes fell behind me, and I felt a little soft-hearted again, but then I immediately remembered her actions and became furious!
Anyway, just ignore her!
The second uncle led us into the school gate. The road to the school was also very wide and smooth. There were small trees planted on both sides, and there were colorful flowers under the small trees. It was really beautiful.
As we approached the teaching building, we bumped into two people.
"Second brother?" Uncle Han stood there in surprise.
The second uncle was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Brother, are you and sister-in-law looking for clues?"
Uncle Han's face immediately drooped, his eyes were red, his brows were furrowed like the Chinese character "Sichuan", and his beard appeared again.
Aunt Qi stopped sobbing and said, "Let's ask what the person who picked up Xiaoqi looked like that day, but we heard that the teacher who was in charge of leaving school that day was in a car accident, and we were about to go to the hospital."
The second uncle sighed empathetically: "I will definitely find it."
Uncle Han rubbed his face with his big black hands. He didn't know if it was because he was suppressing his crying, but his hands were shaking a little. He took out a wad of money from his pocket and handed it to his second uncle.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"Second brother, take it. We both couldn't take care of it. We were in a hurry yesterday and didn't prepare anything. I heard from Lulu that Xiao Qi almost strangled Nuan Ting to death. This is our little compensation. There is also Xiao Qi at your place.
, it is also expensive to offer incense every day.”
"How much money can I get for offering incense?" Second Uncle pushed Uncle Han's hand away with a sullen face.
Uncle Han was almost anxious: "You must hold it!"
Uncle Han forced the money into the second uncle's hand, took Aunt Qi and walked towards the gate, quickly disappearing from our sight.
I looked up and saw that it was a pile of red tickets! How much does it cost?
The second uncle frowned and put it in his pocket: "With this money to buy incense, Han Ziqi will be able to eat it for hundreds of lifetimes."
The second uncle hummed, taking one in each hand, and ushered us in. We went directly to the admissions office.
There are actually candies and yogurt in the Admissions Office! You can eat whatever you want!
But I was not in the mood to eat, because when the teacher from the admissions office asked us what we wanted to learn, Lulu glanced at me quietly and said in a low voice: "Martial arts."
"What about Mr. Yun?" The teacher asked me with a smile and a gentle voice.
I took a deep breath: "Martial arts!"
what can I do!
I can't let Lulu live in a place she's not familiar with!
Lulu's eyes lit up and she ran to my side, holding my hand and jumping up and down with joy: "Nuan Ting, aren't you angry?"
"Angry!" I pushed her hand away, walked around to the other side of the sofa, angrily opened a candy and stuffed it into my mouth.
Lulu's smile froze on her face, and she cautiously moved next to me: "Nuan Ting..."
"Hmph!" Anyway, I'm just angry. The little girl is learning martial arts, and I don't need her to protect her!
The second uncle smiled awkwardly at the teacher: "Sorry, I made you laugh."
The teacher smiled and shook his head, admiringly saying: "These two girls in your family have a really good relationship. They don't forget to stay with each other even when they quarrel, unlike the two tough guys in my family..."
The teacher suddenly stopped talking, as if he realized that he had said too much.
She made a phone call, and soon a muscular male teacher came and took Lulu and us to the classroom.
We changed into white training clothes in the classroom, and we even had our names on the chests. Needless to say, I was suddenly quite curious about martial arts, I’ve never seen it before.
But this morning the teacher was talking about the history and schools of martial arts culture, such as Wing Chun and Five Elements Quan, but I couldn’t listen to any of it.
The teacher's voice was like a few flies circling above my head, which made me feel dizzy and want to sleep.
I looked around and saw Lulu sitting in the front row, listening attentively, her back straight.
cut.
I moved back, taking advantage of the cover of my classmates in front of me, and lay down on the ground to get ready for some sleep.
As soon as I closed my eyes, a small cry came from in front of me.
I opened my eyes, and there was a little girl with two pigtails sitting in front of me. She was hugging her legs and burying her face in her knees and crying.
Look, no one else is willing to learn and even cried. I don’t know what Lulu is thinking.
For a moment, I felt as if I had met a close friend.
I poked her back: "Hey."
My classmate was startled and looked back in horror. When he saw me, he said in surprise: "Why are you lying on the ground?"
"I'm sleepy. The teacher seems to be reciting sutras." I looked at her with a smile on my chin, "Why are you crying? Do you not want to learn martial arts?"
"No." She started to cry again, her tears falling down like pearls one after another, "I want to learn martial arts."
"Ah? Then why are you crying?"
"My big cock is missing. I want to learn martial arts to get it back from the bad guys!"
"Big microphone?" I scratched my head in confusion, what is big microphone?
She took out a square piece of paper folded from her pocket and unfolded it for me to see while crying: "That's it, my big microphone, wuwu, it was stolen by a bad guy, wuwu."
I looked at the piece of paper and my head buzzed.
There were simple drawings on the paper, with twisty lines and cat eyes one big and one small, but they were all filled in with orange watercolor pens.
I've seen that pattern before, it's the cat that was killed and thrown away by the neighbor!
"This is a big cock!" I was so surprised that my voice suddenly became louder.
Then the classroom became quiet. After a while, I heard the teacher in front say: "Yun Nuanting, Huang Chenxi, you two go and stand in the back."
"..." I've already changed schools, why can't I escape this procedure!