The Eldest Daughter was Reborn

Zhang Shuocheng is ignorant.

Zhang Yansheng suddenly found that it was really difficult for him to understand too much, because he was a child.

She has never realized so clearly as today that Zhang Shuocheng is really just a child.

Very small.

"Zhang Shuocheng, don't be afraid. I won't beat you today." Zhang Yansheng promised, "I want to reason with you today, because reasoning is far more important than beating you."

"Do you really not fight?" Zhang Shuocheng looked at her with his eyes, a little unbelievable.

Zhang Yansheng nodded: "Don't fight."

Zhang Shuocheng was greatly relieved.

Zhang Yansheng said, "Listen carefully what I'm saying."

Zhang Shuo tightened his body as if standing upright: "Listen!"

"Listen well, you must remember what I said today. Me, your eldest sister Zhang Yansheng." Zhang Yansheng said, "There is a line in my heart. You must never cross it."

Zhang Yansheng looked around.

The most indispensable thing in school is chalk. Sure enough, in a corner, she saw a chalk head. Zhang Yansheng walked over and picked up the chalk head, went back to Zhang Shuocheng, squatted down, and drew a circle under his feet.

Put Zhang Shuo in a circle inside.

"Like this line, it is a circle, which encloses you. Inside this circle is yourself, and outside is someone else."

"You are in this circle. You can do whatever you want. I don't care if you want to poke yourself with a knife."

"But remember, you can't get out of this circle. You can't hurt others."

"Remember, as long as others don't take the initiative to hurt you and make you have to defend yourself, you can't hurt others. Especially girls."

Zhang Yansheng squatted there and looked at Zhang Shuocheng's eyes.

He also brought baby fat, buns face, big eyes, dark and bright.

Zhang Yansheng's hands clasped the little bun's head: "You don't hurt others, I don't care about you. You have to dare to hurt others like this..."

The sister's hand slid down, stroked that cheek, and slid onto the thin neck.

Zhang Shuocheng felt that his throat was choked, and the fear of poor breathing made his scalp numb.

"Then I won't let you go." Zhang Yan said lightly strangling the child's thin neck, "Remember, your sister, I am not afraid of anything."

She looked like she wanted to kill. This is much scarier than spanking.

The words that Zhang Shuocheng's fear of Zhang Yansheng reached at this moment were deeply engraved in his mind.

But when Zhang Yansheng just squatted down to look at him, when she said that a boy liked her, the corner of her mouth was still smiling.

This made Zhang Shuocheng's memory gradually chaotic when he was growing up. When he recalled the time when his eldest sister strangled his throat in elementary school, he couldn't remember whether she was fierce or gentle at that time.

But he remembered what she said-don't hurt others, especially girls.

Zhang Huan went in to find that the girl's mother had arrived first and was comforting the crying little girl.

Zhang Huan was very embarrassed. In the angry eyes of the girl's mother, the teacher taught him a big lesson, and apologized as a guarantee.

The teacher finally finished the training. Compared with Zhang Shuocheng's mother, he felt that Zhang Shuocheng's father was at least a reasonable person. She said: "Wait a minute, I will call Zhang Shuocheng in."

She opened the door and called to Zhang Shuocheng.

The sister who looked like a high school student was looking at her phone with her back against the wall. Zhang Shuocheng was a little older, squatting at her feet and leaning against the wall, seeming to be a little dazed.

She yelled, and her sister put down the phone and kicked Zhang Shuocheng lightly. Zhang Shuocheng hurriedly got up and walked towards the office.

My sister paused briefly and followed in.

"Smelly boy! Hurry up and apologize to the kids!" Zhang Huan was furious when he was trained as a grandson by the teacher. This anger became angry, and Zhang Shuocheng slapped his head.

Zhang Yansheng gave him a cold look.

Zhang Huan took his hand uncomfortably.

The little girl really looked pretty, white, and her eyes bright and shiny. Half of her hair was loose and half tied up-Zhang Shuocheng used scissors to cut someone's ponytail, and after half of the cut was noticed by others, it turned into this weird look with half short and half long hair. Just now my mother coaxed and comforted her to tie up her long hair.

The little girl's eyes were red, and she had obviously cried. Seeing Zhang Shuocheng come in, her mouth slumped and her face bulged. I was angry again, and tried my best not to cry.

Zhang Yansheng found that she had no resistance to such a beautiful and cute little girl. She regretted now that she had promised Zhang Shuocheng not to beat him. Seeing the grievances of the little girl, she wanted to beat him up!

Zhang Yansheng pushed Zhang Shuocheng a hand, and Zhang Shuocheng raised his head and walked to the little girl.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't cut your hair. I know it was wrong. Can you forgive me?" he said in a breath.

The little girl has a slumped mouth and tears in her eyes: "Why are you cutting my hair?"

Zhang Shuocheng finally took a breath: "I think you look good, so I want you to like me."

The little girl asked: "Do you think I look good?" Zhang Shuocheng nodded: "Well! You are the best-looking in the class! Can you forgive me?"

The little girl sniffed and said, "Well then, I forgive you."

Zhang Shuocheng smiled and asked, "Then I like you, can you like me?"

The little girl didn't answer right away, she frowned, looked at Zhang Shuocheng a little entangled, and actually considered whether or not to like Zhang Shuocheng.

Zhang Shuocheng quickly promised: "I will never bully you again. My sister taught me just now. She said that she can't bully girls. If someone else bullies you in the future, I will protect you!"

The girl asked: "Really?"

"Really! Don't believe it!" Zhang Shuocheng stretched out his little finger.

The little girl seemed to be tempted, and she really hooked him: "If you don't bully me, I like you."

Zhang Huan's mother's head teacher: "..."

This...is not the same as expected.

The girl's mother was very distressed for her daughter, but when Zhang Shuocheng came in, she was still very angry, but the two children lost their temper. She wanted to set a good example for her children again, so she could only touch her daughter's head and said to Zhang Shuocheng in a deep tone: "That's OK, we can't bully us anymore."

Zhang Shuocheng came back now with all his energy, full of blood and resurrected: "I promise!" Otherwise, my sister might strangle me to death.

The matter finally ended with Zhang Huan and Zhang Shuocheng's apologizing.

They did not leave immediately, and let Zhang Shuocheng go back for half a class, and then took Zhang Heling back home.

Because there were four people, Zhang Huan pulled the car door and wanted to sit in front of the co-driver, but Zhang Yansheng jumped to grab the seat, sat down peacefully, and only looked forward.

Zhang Huan: "..." Good.

Zhang Huan had to sit in the back with the two young ones, and trained Zhang Shuocheng all the way. Tang Seng chanted the scriptures in general, and Zhang Shuocheng was lethargic.

Zhang Yansheng was still angry when she got home-delayed her class. Mainly, making up notes is too annoying.

She grabbed her schoolbag and went upstairs. After dropping her schoolbag, she wanted to send a message to the classmates and ask for today's notes.

I turned on the phone, but I saw an application to add friends, clicked it in and took a look, Zhang Zhiyuan?

Elementary school students are over early, and it is not over at this time. What did Zhang Zhiyuan add her friend for?

Zhang Yansheng clicked through.

Throwing down the cell phone and changing to a house suit, and then picked up the cell phone, Zhang Zhiyuan had several messages. When he clicked on it, he sent all the notes Zhang Yansheng wanted to ask for - Zhang Yansheng hadn't asked for it in the group yet.

Zhang Zhiyuan: [All right at home? I will send you all the notes, so copy them. I will send you my homework when school is over later. 】

This... can be said to be very active.

Zhang Yansheng pursed his lips, feeling that the boy's heart had already been understood. You don’t have to like it, but there is definitely a good impression.

This is not good. It is a serious sin to divide the mind of the champion and drag down the academic performance of the champion.

Zhang Yansheng replied simply "thank you".

Zhang Zhiyuan quickly replied with a smiling face with two blushes.

Zhang Yansheng pressed his phone on the table and didn't reply.

Making up notes in the evening to do homework is another day for high school students. Compared with feasting and feasting, this life is simple and even monotonous, but it makes people feel calm.

Before going to bed, I took a shower, dried my hair, sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up the phone, and clicked on the friend application page.

Below Zhang Zhiyuan's application, there is an earlier application for adding friends-Xu Lichen. He didn't know where he got her phone number, and wanted to be friends with her. Zhang Yansheng stayed there forever and ignored it.

Think about it, at that time Xu Lichen, Wang Qian and her were actually children.

The difference is only the arrogant child, the scheming child and the stupid child.

After all, they are all children.

Even Zhang Yansheng, who was 21 years old later, really matured?

Zhang Yansheng stared at the phone for a moment, and passed Xu Lichen's application.

It was not too late, and based on her knowledge of Xu Lichen, he must have not slept yet at this time. She thought she passed his friend application and he would send her a message.

But when she fell asleep, the phone didn't ring.

Xu Lichen turned on the phone at night to look at the information, but suddenly saw Zhang Yansheng passed his application?

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Click on the dialogue interface of Zhang Yansheng, and what you see is the automatic message of the system: I passed your friend verification request, and now we start chatting.

Xu Lichen stared at the message for a long time, turned off the screen, threw the phone aside, and picked up the pen.

If Zhang Yansheng could see it, he would be shocked from ear to ear.

What Xu Lichen was doing was...a book of queen heroes.