The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

When Meng Wantang heard her son's voice, she turned her head and saw the cute little fat girl running over.

At that moment, her heart melted.

The weather has turned cold by now.

There is a big temperature difference between morning and evening.

After the children had eaten, they all put on their coats.

The little fat man's coat is a sweater made by Lin Su, thin and cyan. He is wearing a pair of dark pants underneath, which looks super cute from a distance.

After getting closer, it makes people like it even more.

After being carefully raised by Meng Wantang for a full year, the flesh on the little fat face was tender and plump. The fair little face is pink.

This child now has a physique that cannot be tanned, and the more he tans, the whiter he becomes.

One whiteness covers all ugliness.

Not to mention, this child's facial features are outstandingly good-looking.

The older a child gets, the more his or her appearance changes.

Xiaopang picked out the advantages between her and Lu Qingye. When it comes to a boy, he can still describe this child as beautiful.

"mom!"

Xiaopang ran over, hugged Meng Wantang's legs, and asked with a purr, "Why are you coming out too?"

Of course Meng Wantang couldn't say that she was here to create momentum and support a few children.

"This is not just after dinner. It's okay to stay at home. I just happened to come out to see you guys." Meng Wantang followed the little guy's line of sight and looked over. "It's boring anyway, so I'll give you free medical treatment."

Xiaopang was surprised: "Are so many people sick?"

This is not a good thing to say.

Meng Wantang suppressed her laughter and taught her son gently: "Just like when your mother took you out to see a doctor before. Grandparents, when they were young, made outstanding contributions to this country. They worked hard and did not protect them well. Their own bodies. Now that they are old, many problems arise. What mothers can do is to reduce their physical pain.”

"Mom is so awesome."

Little Fatty is a sweet-tongued kid.

He stood nearby obediently and said in a sweet voice: "Mom, you go treat your grandparents! I will play nearby and won't cause trouble."

"good."

Meng Wantang looked at Gou Sheng, who couldn't pull out his legs at all.

He grimaced and whispered to Goudan: "Look at the look in my mother's eyes and you can see through my little thoughts at a glance. I won't go there, brother, you can go there by yourself."

Gou Sheng wants to run away.

Goudan frowned and asked, "You used to be proactive now, but waiting for mom to come home to find you would be passive. This attitude is different. In the latter case, you might be beaten severely."

Gou Sheng: "..."

He just wanted to give his brother some vent.

The three children looked at each other and slowly walked towards Meng Wantang.

While feeling the old lady's pulse, Meng Wantang asked: "What's going on? Why are the clothes on your body still dirty? Who are you fighting with?"

Gou Sheng still wanted to struggle, but Gou Dan nodded.

He also hinted that Gou Sheng should not speak and must say what needs to be said.

Gou Sheng didn't understand, so he told what happened honestly. After finishing speaking, he said very unconvincedly: "Mom, I am also helping my brother to vent his anger. They just beat his brother, bully his brother, and deliberately exclude his brother. Don't you think I can't see their little thoughts? Anyone with a discerning eye can see it. You can see it.”

"Are you still not convinced?" Meng Wantang glanced at Gou Sheng and said, "Go and stand in the open space next to you and reflect. When you know you were wrong, come back and answer my question."

Although Gou Sheng was not convinced, he still went obediently.

The old men and women were all surprised. They didn't expect Meng Wantang to be so strict with her children.

"It's normal for children to fight and fight. Besides, she was also trying to protect her brother, so she should be praised." One of the old ladies couldn't help but plead for Gou Sheng.

"There are thousands of ways to protect your brother, and fighting is the most undesirable." Meng Wantang punished the child first.

These old men and women have big problems.

Pains in the waist and legs are all good.

Just as many people came here to admire her, Mrs. Sun walked over angrily, pushed aside the crowd, led her grandson to her, and asked, "Look, who were the children who beat you just now?"

Wang Dazhuang looked around and saw Goudan. When he was about to point at Goudan, he realized something was wrong. When he looked up, he saw Gou Sheng standing behind him.

"It's him, he hit me!"

Gou Sheng shouted at the top of his lungs: "What's wrong with beating you? I'll beat you every time I see you in the future. Let your brother keep bullying my brother!"

Old Mrs. Sun was so angry that she walked around and was about to beat Gou Sheng: "You little brat, tell me again, who do you want to hit? Who else do you want to hit? Can you hit one and let me see?"

While talking, Mrs. Sun had already walked around to Gou Sheng, raised her hand and was about to slap Gou Sheng.

Meng Wantang stood up instantly and grabbed Mrs. Sun's wrist: "You want to hit my son, have you asked me what I mean?"

Old Mrs. Sun felt that the voice sounded familiar. She turned around and saw Meng Wantang. She immediately said with disdain: "I said whose child is so uncultured and has been doing this for a long time. It's your child. Hurry up and let your son stand. Don't move here and let my grandson fight back."

"dream."

Old Mrs. Sun: "What the hell?"

"I said you were dreaming, don't you understand?" Meng Wantang sneered.

She came out to find the parents of the kid who bullied Xiaopang. Unexpectedly, she bumped into someone as soon as she came out. If I had known that this old lady was the parent of that naughty child, she would not have let this woman go no matter what she said just now.

"I'm still thinking, whose child is so uncultured, and it's your family that has been doing this for a long time. Now that I see you, I'm really not surprised at all. If your family raises children like this, sooner or later they will learn a bad lesson. "

Meng Wantang said this deliberately.

When children fight, there must be a context.

Otherwise, who would come to their side?

Children who are beaten are naturally in a weak position. But this child is a bad boy, so the child who hits is not a bad boy who intentionally bullies others.

Old Mrs. Sun wanted to push Meng Wantang, but she didn't expect that Meng Wantang was not very strong. She pushed him for a long time without being able to pull him away.

"I said..." Meng Wantang paused deliberately, "Auntie, please don't behave in front of me. All the teachers and students in the school can testify. Your little grandson is not a good person. He discriminates and isolates his classmates. Why is he so young? Will you keep your mouth shut, is it shameful for your family to be poor?”

When Meng Wantang said this, Mrs. Sun hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, and she even said it.

"My grandson is right. Our family is a working-class family. Aren't you from the countryside?"

Mrs. Sun was still looking at Meng Wantang arrogantly.

Meng Wantang raised the corners of her lips, and the smile flashed away. Old Mrs. Sun thought she was dazzled, and the corners of her proud lips turned into panic in an instant.

"You look down on poor peasants, auntie, your family has ideological problems!"

With such a light word, Mrs. Sun panicked and tried to cover Meng Wantang's mouth.