Zhu Mu Lang Ma

When Fu Kun heard his mother's violent shouting, he suddenly realized that what his mother said in the morning would be transferred to another school, that is, to the third elementary school!

This is unlucky!

He suddenly felt very tragic.

His mother raised her leg and kicked at him. In fact, she could dodge by bowing her body, but he just turned around slightly so that her mother would not hurt him, and her kick would not be empty. In this way, Mr. Yang and Mr. Mom is all at ease.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me," Teacher Yang saw that his mother was going to kick her again, and quickly pulled Fu Kun behind her, "Speak up if you have something to say."

"If I don't beat you, don't you have to?" Mom put her hands on her waist.

"I didn't want to beat him..." Teacher Yang was a little embarrassed. There are many teachers who punish students physically. Sometimes parents will tell the teacher that you should beat him or scold him, but he really didn't want to beat Fu Kun, and Obviously Fu Kun's mother is not such a parent.

"Mr. Yang, you've worked hard. Why don't you let this little bastard freeze here first?" Mom looked at him, turned around and parked her bicycle, and took Fu Yijie to the school. I'll go to your office to find you, I have a son here to go through the formalities today."

"Go back to the classroom." Teacher Yang didn't know whether to be angry or do something else, and waved at Fu Kun, "In a while, explain to your mother why you didn't do your homework for a week Bar."

Fu Kun didn't speak. He saw Fu Yijie being held by his mother, walking forward and staring at him with round eyes. He grinned at Fu Yijie and gritted his teeth. Scared the little thing.

"Go back to the classroom!" Teacher Yang gave him a push, "What a joke, I've never seen a kid like you!"

"You haven't seen me for four years." Fu Kun drooped his head. Although his mother's kick just now was a bit of a show, it would definitely not be good for him when he came home, especially if this matter required a lot of attention. Let dad know even more depressed.

"Hey, you still have a younger brother?" Teacher Yang looked back.

"Well, I just picked it up."

"Pick it up? Adopt it?"

"Yes."

"Your parents are very loving."

"That's right," Fu Kun sniffed, "Mr. Yang, why don't you be a little caring? My arm is still broken here. If you file a complaint again, all my arms and legs will be broken..."

"Stop doing this!" Teacher Yang suddenly remembered that he didn't ask Fu Kun to come out for a chat, "You won't be able to survive! You just don't want to write your homework every day, so what do you think? !"

"I want to play..."

"Shut up! You can answer anything!"

"Your brother must have not done his homework again." The aunt took him by the hand and walked into the corridor of a teaching building, "Don't learn from your brother."

"Yeah." Fu Yijie responded in a low voice, if he didn't do his homework, would the auntie kick him too?

However, he looked up, and there was no particularly angry expression on his aunt's face, and the kick that kicked Fu Kun just now didn't seem to be too hard.

This is different from the indifference and coldness he felt in the orphanage. This is the mother's envy towards her son... He suddenly felt a little envious.

If you have a mother, even if you are scolded and beaten, it is fine.

Because I had contacted the school before, the procedures were completed quickly.

"This child is very cute." The new class teacher patted Fu Yijie's head, "He looks so beautiful."

"This is Teacher Yu, say hello to Teacher Yu." The aunt knelt down and said softly to him.

He was silent for a while before raising his head and saying hello to Teacher Yu.

"He's a good boy, but he's a little shy. Don't worry about it." Auntie explained to Teacher Yu.

"It's okay, children are like this, it'll be fine once you get used to it." Teacher Yu spoke very gently, much gentler than Fu Yijie's former head teacher.

Maybe it's because the aunt told the teacher that she is her son?With a mother, you won't be as unpopular as a child from an orphanage.

Auntie chatted with Teacher Yu for a few more words, agreed to come to class tomorrow, and then took him upstairs again.

"Auntie is going to find that Teacher Yang just now, you can wait in the corridor for a while, okay?"

Fu Yijie nodded, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and a lot of students flooded out of the classroom, he was a little nervous, and leaned closer to his aunt.

The fourth grade classroom is on the third floor, and Teacher Yang's office is at the end of the third floor. My aunt took him to the door of the office and told him to wait, then went in by herself.

Fu Yijie was standing by the corridor. The corridor was full of fourth graders who had finished their classes. He shrank away nervously.

"Whose kid?" A boy came over.

"You're in the first grade, why did you come here?" Someone next to him answered.

Fu Yijie stepped back, turning his face away towards the playground.

"What a bull, ignore people!" Another person came over and stretched out his hand to push him, "Where did you come from, kid!"

Fu Yijie felt that there were people all around him. This was something he had never encountered before. He had never been surrounded by so many senior people in school before. He held onto the railings of the corridor tightly, bowed his head and remained silent. .

"What are you doing, you have nothing to do, right?" Teacher Yang came out of the office, and pointed to the little boys surrounding Fu Yijie, "Who is so idle, help me call Fu Kun?" come over."

The little boys fell silent all of a sudden, you pushed me, I pushed you, no one moved, Fu Kun was upset early in the morning, and no one wanted to provoke him.

"Fu Kun can eat people, right!" Teacher Yang frowned, "Zhang Bin, go! Hurry up!"

The kid named Zhang Bin was called, turned around with a bitter face and walked towards the classroom in the middle of the corridor, stood at the back door and shouted "Teacher Fu Kunyang is looking for you", then turned around and ran away.

After a while, Fu Kun came out of the classroom with an impatient expression on his face. When he saw Zhang Bin who was standing far away, he stared and said, "What are you shouting for? You scared me!"

Zhang Bin was a little unconvinced, and whispered: "You think I want to call you, but Teacher Yang asked me to call you."

Fu Kun ignored him, and walked slowly towards the office. When he saw Fu Yijie, he was stunned. He bent over and patted Fu Yijie's shoulder: "One piece."

Fu Yijie kept staring at the playground, and after being photographed twice, he turned his head as if he was taken aback. Seeing that it was Fu Kun, he immediately ran over and grabbed Fu Kun's clothes. In such an environment, in the face of these intentional or unintentional unfriendliness, Fu Kun is like his protective umbrella, which makes people feel at ease.

"Brother." He whispered.

"Why are you here? Did my mother bring you up?" Fu Kun asked.

Fu Yijie nodded.

"It's okay," Fu Kun turned his head to look at the boys from Class [-] next to him, frowned and clicked his tongue. The boys pretended to be fighting and walked away quickly. After playing for a while, "Don't pay attention to them, they are all cowards."

It wasn't long before Fu Kun was taken to the office, and it was only a break between classes, but in these 10 minutes, Teacher Yang probably said two sentences, one sentence was "Fu Kun hasn't done homework for a week." , the sentence is "Let's call the parents, it's as if you didn't hear it every time", and the rest of the time is the other teacher's complaints against Fu Kun.

fight!

Fight with [-]th and [-]th graders!

Relying on my height!Bullying classmates who are smaller than him!There are not many classmates who are taller than him anyway, and the rest are bullied all over the place!

The classmates are afraid of him when they stare!

There is still a desertion in class!

eat!

Tease the classmates at the front and back desks!

Talk back to the teacher!

Dare to stand up and leave the classroom halfway through the class!

Forged parent signatures!

Once I called my parents, and it was an old man I found from nowhere!Said it was his grandfather!It's dialect!The teacher didn't understand a word of what he was talking about!

Fu Kun himself was quite surprised when he heard that, who is this kid so annoying!

His mother squinted at him, and when the bell rang and the teachers had to go to class, the accusation finally came to an end.

"Sister, look, I didn't say this alone, I just said a few words," Teacher Yang sighed, "To be honest, Fu Kun is quite smart, you really have to take care of it, or you will not grow up. It’s not easy, it’s a pity that such a child..."

"You're right, I'll educate you when I get home." Mom nodded, clasped her hands together and squeezed her joints twice.

Fu Kun raised his eyebrows, knowing that he might not be able to make it through today, but Teacher Yang seemed to be taken aback too, looking at his mother's hand, he said after a long time: "Sister, hitting is not the best way ..."

"It's okay, beating is the first step, after beating he can understand what I said," my mother sneered, "Look at him like this, can you pay for it by kindly educating him."

Teacher Yang opened his mouth and said nothing.

"This passage is too warm for him like spring!" My mother nodded to Teacher Yang, "I understand the situation, and the teachers are bothering you. I still have a little bit of cold outside. Let me first Send him home, Fu Kun, I will definitely clean up!"

"It's good education." Teacher Yang corrected her.

"He just needs to clean up!" Mom gave Fu Kun a look, turned around and left the office, took Fu Yijie's hand and left.

From the time his mother left school to the end of school, Fu Kun was a little listless.

In fact, his mother may not always beat him. He hasn't been beaten many times since he was a child. Usually, he just slaps him twice and it's over. What he's afraid of is that his mother will come up with some tricks to torment him.

For example, take a plate, mix black sesame seeds and white sesame seeds for him to pick, and if he can't pick them out, he won't let him sleep. Although it was too difficult to replace with mung beans and red beans, it was enough for him to pick for an hour.

Or let him carry a bucket to wash the toilet in the building. Every pit has to be flushed clean, and all the neighbors in the upstairs toilet must think it is clean before letting him sleep.

Otherwise, let him squat at the door of the building with a bowl, knock on the bowl when he sees someone coming, and say pity me, and let him go home until someone throws money into the bowl.

……

Compared with being beaten, these inexplicable and embarrassing tricks are indeed more effective for Fu Kun, and can keep him honest for a long time.

It’s just that every time I think about it, I feel like Cinderella, no, Cinderella...

"The kid your mother brought to school today is the younger brother you mentioned?" Sun Wei walked out of the school gate with him to get a bicycle.

"Yeah." Fu Kun replied, yes, it's my younger brother, tonight I have to be tossed in front of my new younger brother, and this face has to be thrown to the terminal by the No. 2 bus driven by my father.

"Are you good? Didn't you say I'll bring you a younger sister back? How can you become a younger brother?" Sun Wei didn't feel Fu Kun's distress, and was still inquiring.

"Where can I ask! A younger brother is a younger brother. If you have a younger sister, everyone must have a younger sister!" Fu Kun roared.

"Hey!" Sun Wei was startled, "Scared me, what are you shouting..."

"It's annoying, if you talk so much nonsense, be careful and I'll beat you." Fu Kun walked to his car, took the key and was about to unlock it, when he suddenly found someone sitting in the back seat, he glanced up, Xu Jiamei.

"Come down." Fu Kun shook the key.

"Take me for a while." Xu Jiamei smiled.

"Okay." Sun Wei looked at Xu Jiamei's smile and nodded desperately.

"Are you running?" Fu Kun looked at him, he knew that Sun Wei had always liked Xu Jiamei, but it was a pity that Xu Jiamei was high-minded, and she didn't like someone like Sun Wei who was always rubbing his nose on his sleeve.

"I'll take it." Sun Wei wiped his nose.

"You bring it? Come on," Xu Jiamei jumped down from the back seat, "Fu Kun takes me."

Fu Kun didn't say a word, he didn't hate Xu Jiamei, but Sun Wei was his son who grew up with him, so he didn't feel comfortable being humiliated like this.

"Go back by yourself," Fu Kun stepped into the car and supported the handlebars, lifting Sun Wei's chin, "Get in the car and go."

"How about..." Sun Wei looked at Xu Jiamei with some hesitation.

"Then you two go." Fu Kun was annoyed, ready to leave as soon as he stepped on the pedals.

"Wait, wait, wait." Sun Wei gave up on Xu Jiamei at the last moment, since Xu Jiamei couldn't walk back with him anyway.

"Fu Kun!" Xu Jiamei felt a little embarrassed, not only was she well-known in the third primary school, but she was also considered a celebrity in the two junior high schools next to her, yet she was thrown away like this every time in front of Fu Kun.

"Kunzi," Sun Wei pulled Fu Kun's clothes and said in a low voice, "Why bother, she will ask someone to block you tomorrow if she gets upset."

Fu Kun squeezed the brake, stopped the car, and looked back at Xu Jiamei with his legs propped up: "What are you doing?"

"If you don't take me, don't take me, and you can treat me to eat." Xu Jiamei looked at the small grocery store opposite the school.

Fu Kun was silent for a while, got out of the car, and pushed the car to the door of the grocery store.

"What to eat." He took out the money, and his mother gave him five dollars a month as pocket money. It's the first month and he hasn't spent it yet. At the end of the month, he really can't invite Xu Jiamei to eat.

"Crispy noodles," Xu Jiamei leaned against the counter, "It's from the Little Tigers, I'm short of a baby tiger card."

"What do you eat?" Fu Kun ordered crispy noodles, then turned to ask Sun Wei.

"Football chocolate," Sun Wei licked his lips, "Let's pack popping candy again."

"Pick one, you'll be my rich man." Fu Kun glanced at him.

"chocolate."

Fu Kun bought two more bags of Langweixian. Seeing how enthusiastic Fu Yijie ate shrimp crackers yesterday, he probably would like to eat this too.

"Fu Kun, you're so kind." Xu Jiamei leaned on Fu Kun while unpacking the crispy noodles and happily looking for the whirlwind card inside.

Fu Kun hurriedly dodged, he didn't want people to see this kind of scene, and he was also most annoyed by the matter of calling Xu Jiamei "Fu Kun's wife".

"It's really annoying." Xu Jia rolled his eyes at him, and didn't bother him too much. He looked down at the whirlwind card. She didn't belong to Baby Tiger, and she was a little depressed.

Fu Kun left the small shop, and when he was about to push the cart away, he saw Wang Zhiqiang, the sixth grader, walking towards him.

"True inch." Sun Wei whispered behind him.

"Let's go." Fu Kun got into the car. It's not a day or two since he and Wang Zhiqiang have been at loggerheads, and they have fought several times, but today he doesn't want to be troublesome, his arm is injured, and his mother is still at home waiting to clean him up. .

But Wang Zhiqiang obviously had a different idea from him. He got into the car, ran over, and stepped on the front wheel of his bicycle.

"How about a treat? Why don't you bring me a piece?" Wang Zhiqiang grinned at him.

"He's alone," Sun Wei asked in a low voice, sticking behind Fu Kun, "Do you want to fight?"

Fu Kun knew that it would be useless to want to leave right now. A few of Wang Zhiqiang's followers were at the school gate, pushing the cart to this side. When those people came over, he and Sun Wei would definitely not be able to leave without beating them up. Lose.

"Come up." Fu Kun tilted his head, speaking to Sun Wei, and at the same time he raised his hand and slapped Wang Zhiqiang's face.

He slapped him with all his strength, aimed at Wang Zhiqiang's nose, and slapped Wang Zhiqiang's nose firmly with his big mouth.

Wang Zhiqiang yelled, covered his nose and took two steps back, the soreness on his nose made his tears burst out immediately.

Fu Kun took the opportunity to give a kick, and Sun Wei ran behind and pushed the stroller hard, then jumped onto the back seat.

When Wang Zhiqiang came back to his senses, Fu Kun and Sun Wei had already pedaled their bikes for about ten meters.

"Fu Kun, I'll fuck you—" Wang Zhiqiang roared, and the boys who rushed over waved their hands, "Chase!"