who called him an onion essence

Before Yang Cong could figure out his problem, trouble came to him.

Unknowingly, it has been more than a month, and Yang Cong has become the favorite of the teachers. Even the strictest math teacher will smile from ear to ear when seeing him.In the previous quiz, Yang Cong not only got a perfect score, but also spent more than half of the time in a daze.The math teacher was very curious, so he walked over to have a look, only to realize that the child was too smart, so he tentatively gave him a topic for senior grades alone.Unexpectedly, Yang Cong solved it smoothly, without any effort.

"Teacher, all the homework is collected." Yang Cong put on a serious face.

The math teacher couldn't help rubbing his head: "Thank you." Then he took out candy from the drawer and stuffed it into Yang Cong's hand.

Yang Cong's eyes followed the candy, but a trace of reluctance quickly flashed in his eyes, and then he handed the candy back: "It will cause tooth decay."

"Just one." The math teacher liked to tease him.

"The teacher's teeth will also be bitten off by bugs." Yang Cong took half a step back, avoiding the teacher's continuous head-touching attacks.

After being educated by children, the math teacher smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, very kindly: "Okay, okay, go back to class."

Yang Cong smiled and nodded, before leaving, he took the opportunity to put the sugar back on the desk.

The other teachers in the office saw his little moves, and after he left, they all said, "You're so good, and you're so cute."

The next class is physical education. Yang Cong doesn't like sports, so he walks slowly.Fortunately, what the first graders had to do was also very simple. A group of children were playing around the sand pool. Yang Cong's deskmate was also there, and he picked a wild flower from the wall and held it in his hand.

"Yang Cong, Yang Cong! Can you play this?" Seeing Yang Cong coming, the little girl asked him, pointing to the short horizontal bar.

Yang Cong was too lazy to move, looked at the height, grabbed his body with both hands and rolled over, and sat on the higher parallel bars beside him: "No."

The little girl didn't listen to him, her eyes lit up: "You are amazing!"

Almost no one in the class could play parallel bars, and the teacher wouldn't let him, but Yang Cong tried it in the last class, and his movements were flexible, so the physical education teacher just approached him to protect him, and didn't stop him.

Other students also gathered around, Yang Cong stretched lazily in a condescending manner.

On the other side is the fourth grade who is in class, which happens to be the class where Yang Cong's brother at the same table is.The little boy's eyes were sharp, and he saw Yang Cong, who seemed to be playing handsome, and his younger sister who looked like he was admiring at a glance, and he was so angry that his teeth itched.

After class this day, Yang Cong was on duty and had to help the teacher with some work, so he left late.He walked into another high-grade teaching building. As soon as he reached the third floor, he was blocked at the corner of the corridor by several children who were half a head taller than him.The little boy who took the lead was no stranger, and still had an arrogant look: "I told you not to talk to my sister!"

Yang Cong held his homework and rolled his eyes: "Who are you?"

The little boy was like a ignited firecracker, and suddenly reached out and slapped the notebook he was holding: "Anyway, you are not allowed to approach my sister!" The other children who looked like younger brothers also echoed.

These days, children like to form cliques, they are very childish.

The above are Yang Cong's mental activities, but there is no excessive sarcasm on his face, instead he frowned: "Get out of the way, I'm going home." If he didn't leave, Yang Sheng might be waiting outside the school gate.

Seeing that he wasn't frightened by himself, the little boy became angry with embarrassment, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold him.As a result, Yang Cong raised his hand and slapped him, causing pain in his arm.Before the little boy could yell, Yang Cong's eyes turned red, and at the same time, an extremely strong smell emanated from his body——

Can you still leave?

Children are trouble!

Not long after, I noticed the teacher coming from here not far away. As soon as I got closer, I saw a few children who seemed to be from the next class squatting on the ground, crying and picking up their homework.There was a first-year student standing beside him, but he was fine, only his eyes were red, and he looked very cute.

The teacher was startled: "What's the matter?" Then he pulled Yang Cong over and asked him in a low voice, "They bullied you?"

Yang Cong nodded aggrievedly.

The few squatting on the ground wanted to talk back, but the lingering smell around them still seemed to be lingering, and they burst into tears as soon as they opened their mouths: "... woo woo woo!"

The teacher didn't understand even more. If it was said that the upper grades were bullying the lower grades, why did these children cry so hard?It's strange that the school uniform on my body is not messed up.On the contrary, there is a faint smell of onions, is it the smell of snacks?Is it that the upper grades grab the snacks of the lower grades?

Ignoring the children who were crying miserably because he was hot at close range, Yang Cong rubbed his eyes and restrained his emotions: "Teacher, I, I want to go upstairs with my homework." He said while pointing The homework book on the ground looked extremely pitiful.

"Oh, good, as long as it's okay." The teacher was relieved, and came to help, and taught the seniors one by one.In the end, she didn't let Yang Cong go, she took the homework and said that she would go to Yang Cong's class teacher later, and let him go downstairs slowly and go home earlier.

The little boy and his followers didn't dare to speak, they got up silently and huddled against the wall.What happened just now was really scary. They thought they could teach the first graders a lesson, but they didn't expect that the other party didn't know what they brought, so they burst into tears, and now the tears can't stop.

Seeing that Yang Cong left obediently, the teacher turned to look at the children standing in a row tremblingly by the wall, feeling a pain in the head: "You guys come here, come with me to see your class teacher!" This group of children used to love Fighting, because nothing major happened, the teacher didn't pay attention to it.This time they actually bullied the freshmen of the first grade, and the teacher blushed for it, but luckily they were not students in this class.

Immediately, the howling of ghosts and wolves became louder.

Yang Cong went down to the first floor, just in time to bump into Yang Sheng who came over out of worry, and was picked up.Yang Sheng noticed the red circles under his eyes that didn't go away, and the expression on his face changed instantly: "Why are you crying?"

"No, it's okay." Yang Cong put on a look of pretending to be strong, and put his arms around Yang Sheng's neck.

Yang Sheng didn't continue to ask, and told him intuitively that his child was being bullied, and he had to call the class teacher to find out the situation after returning home.The most important thing right now is to appease Yang Cong. He took a few deep breaths and lowered his voice: "Okay, do you want to have a snack? We can make an exception today."

Hearing this, Yang Cong became a little more energetic, and tilted his head to look at him: "I want to eat chocolate." Today, the tablemate gave him a small piece. Yang Cong himself didn't want it, but he couldn't resist the enthusiastic little girl, so he had no choice but to eat chocolate. take it.I didn't expect this thing called chocolate to be particularly delicious, sweet, and has a special taste compared to lollipops.

"I'll buy a big one for you." Yang Sheng said while walking with him in his arms. After crossing the road, there were various small shops on the other side, not to mention chocolates with different flavors, candies, biscuits and other snacks are all available. There are also fish balls and grilled sausages that are popular among elementary school students.But Yang Sheng never let his children eat more outside food, this time he saw that he was in a bad mood, so he put down his principles for the time being.

After getting the chocolate, Yang Cong finally smiled, and skillfully tore open the package, breaking off a piece and holding it to Yang Sheng's mouth.Yang Sheng didn't like sweets, but he ate them with dignity. The sweet taste in his mouth made him frown.Little did they know, Yang Cong liked to see him show different expressions, and he took a big bite of chocolate even more happily.

That night, Yang Sheng learned from the class teacher that Yang Cong was being bullied by a senior child, and his expression was very serious.It wasn't until Yang Cong finished his homework and came to look for him that he slightly opened his eyebrows and calmed down his anger. "I need to take a shower." Yang Cong tugged at the hem of his clothes, as if he didn't like the smell of sweat on his body.

"Okay, you pick out the clothes yourself." Yang Sheng got up to fill him with water, and opened the closet when he left.

Most of the closet was filled with Yang Cong's clothes, in various colors, in stark contrast to the black and white that Yang Sheng himself often wore.Yang Cong tiptoed to pick out a set of less fancy pajamas, and took out the school uniform he was going to wear tomorrow, and put it on the chair beside the bed.Before closing the cabinet door, he deliberately glanced at the small piece of white exposed at the bottom of the corner of the cabinet. It was a plastic bag containing books - Yang Cong hadn't found a chance to take it out for a closer look, so he had to hide it in the depths of the cabinet for the time being. .

After finding his pajamas and picking up the towel that was on the back of the chair, Yang Cong trotted into the bathroom.The mist was lingering inside, and Yang Sheng squatted by the bathtub, stretching out a hand to test the water temperature for him.Unlike when he was a baby, Yang Cong now enjoys the hot bath, and his love for cold water is not as fanatical as before. "Little duck." He took off his clothes in twos and threw it into the basin, and stepped into the bathtub naked, holding the rubber duck in his hand.In front of outsiders, he behaved well-behaved, even a little mature for his age, but in front of Yang Sheng, he felt that he was just a child to be coaxed and pampered, and he was not guilty at all.

"Remember not to soak for too long." Yang Sheng took a quick glance and found that the child had no injuries, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Cong pouted, like a duckling floating on the water: "Oh..."

After both of them finished washing, it was past ten o'clock in the evening. Yang Sheng turned off the headlight in the room, and turned on the bedside lamp.The dim light had a reassuring atmosphere. Yang Cong was blowing on the air conditioner, lying in the soft quilt, unconsciously showing a comfortable smile.

But Yang Sheng still has something to ask: "Have you been bullied at school?"

This is so straightforward, Yang Cong was taken aback for a moment, then thought of Yang Sheng being able to contact his class teacher directly, so he didn't intend to continue to hide it: "Yes." Soon he changed his words: "I bullied and went back!" After those children returned home , maybe she will feel that she is too shameless, and hide in the bed and cry.

Yang Sheng sighed helplessly, reached out and patted the child's butt through the quilt: "Remember to tell me in the future."

"Haha, do you want to find your parents?" Yang Cong twisted his body to avoid it, blinking slyly.

"If they continue to bully you, of course they will." Yang Sheng is very defensive, especially in the case of Zhan Li.

Yang Cong thought for a while, then shook his head: "They're too useless, I don't dare." He didn't dare to explain the second half of the sentence. Those children are more stupid than the other, and it's quite fun. It would be boring to find parents.

Seeing that he seemed to regard this as a game, Yang Sheng raised his forehead, unable to figure out why children became more mischievous and daring as they got older.But...it's good if you don't get bullied.

"Uncle, I'm going to bed!" Noticing that Yang Sheng's expression was loose, Yang Cong was very clever, and immediately closed his eyes to prevent him from disturbing him.Alas, my lord is good at everything, but he is getting more and more nagging. He was as cold as a popsicle before, but now...hehe.

Yang Sheng, whose voice was blocked all the way: "..."