Chapter 458

Words spoken from a woman's mouth can be called blood and tears.

Singing was not a person with rich emotions, but the death of the other party's children has an inseparable relationship with himself, so it will inevitably be bitter to hear such words now.

The woman suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at the song and asked, "am I a little too much?"

"No." After singing this sentence, he suddenly realized something and said with a smile, "I won't say it out."

"That's good..."

Singing some doubts: "are you worried that others will know?"

The woman shook her head and said, "I think since my son has been a hero and made a glorious sacrifice, I, as a mother, should not be his black spot."

Singing, laughing and saying, "don't worry, it won't."

"People always think that as the mother of a hero, I should have quite high consciousness." The woman smiled bitterly and said, "I'm a rural woman. I haven't studied for a few years. Then I married and worked in agriculture. When my man left, I began to feed my two children. I liked reading some books a few years ago, but I always thought that if I read more books, I could answer a small number of questions my children didn't understand. Later, others said that those were poisonous chicken soup, although I didn't know I know what it means, but since neither child likes it, I'm too lazy to read it. "

Sing and nod your head.

"So, I really don't have much consciousness. I'm just saying what others want to hear."

Sing loudly: "you say these words, uneducated people really can't say them."

The woman smiled bitterly and shook her head, but she didn't go on.

I don't know whether I think I've finished what I want to say, or whether it's not safe to say this in front of singing. What if it really comes out?

Next to the school playground is the toilet. At this time, many people are surrounded by the toilet.

Gao Ge obviously felt that the woman's steps accelerated a lot, and her face also showed an anxious expression.

"Xiao an!"

Then there was a trot.

Singing, frowning, followed.

The woman pushed away the children who were watching. In the crowd, a girl in school uniform sat on the ground. Her school uniform was cut with a knife, revealing several faces of skin, and blood flowed out.

The little girl's face had turned pale and her body was still trembling slightly.

Several girls around, seeing adults coming, were not afraid, but still smiled.

"Yo! Li Shian, you're calling your parents?" A girl was smoking, in fact, she didn't smoke into her lungs, and she thought she was so cool.

Another girl with a fake mobile phone in her hand recorded the picture and said, "isn't this the one who sells string incense at the gate of our school?"

"Ha ha! Don't you know? The one who sells strings of incense is Li Shian's mother!"

"Wow! No?"

It was speechless to listen to the singing.

He thought for a long time and didn't understand.

Where is this ridicule?

"What do you little bastards want?" Seeing her daughter hurt, the woman showed enough explosive power. She rushed forward and wanted to catch one, but the girls all hid behind.

"Why, adults want to hit children? If you hit me, my father has to go to your house and copy your house!"

"Yes, Li Shian, I have a father anyway. Where's your father? Ha ha, do you want your father to have a fight with my father!" Said the girl who recorded the picture.

"Ha ha ha!"

"I said, aunt, don't get involved in our children's affairs, will you?"

"Yes!"

There are a few little boys, also coaxing.

They all look young, fifteen or sixteen.

Looking at a group of people laughing there, the woman just hugged her daughter, but she didn't know what to do.

"Don't be afraid, mom is here..." the woman comforted her daughter and thought about what to do next.

At this time, the first thought in her mind was to choose to calm things down.

Because she was afraid that things would get too big and her daughter's life would be in danger.

After all, their parents will retaliate.

"Is that funny?" Gao Song couldn't help asking a very inexplicable question.

"Eh? Who are you? Brother Li Shian?"

"But pull it down. I heard that Li Shian's brother is dead!"

"Ah! Yes, brother Li Shian is still a hero! Did he give a lot of pensions?" Asked the smoking girl.

"Shut up!" These words came from Li Shian's mouth.

Her eyes turned red.

There are grievances and anger.

Singing suddenly admire these people.

Open, close.

Always able to poke other people's pain points very accurately.

Although singing likes talking,

But he had to admit that he really didn't have the malice of these minors.

Each is a young man and girl in bloom, but she wants to be a heartbroken grass.

"Are you happy?" Gao Ge suddenly took a few steps forward and added a coat in his hand for Li Shian to put on. Naturally, the coat was taken out of the star map space.

Those people around suddenly froze.

The smiles on their faces gradually solidified, and they looked at the song with puzzled eyes.

Are you happy?

Ok

But they can't give such an answer.

"It's very low to satisfy yourself with the pain of others." Gao Ge turned and looked at one of the girls and said, "do you like to laugh at others? Why should you laugh at others when you wear an Anta coat and have to wear a cottage? You said that their mother sells a string of incense at the door. What do your parents do?"

"My parents work in Zhejiang!"

"Working is working. What do you say about working?"

The girl even quickly turned red, clenched her teeth, and her body trembled slightly.

The people around me couldn't help laughing again.

"I didn't see it, sun lulu. Are you Anta fake?"

The song looked at the smoking girl again.

"Is it funny? Do you smoke or smoke? Do you think you are cool?" then can you buy some good cigarettes? You can understand that you have been humiliated if you smoke two kinds of cigarettes that you smoke, but do you understand that?

"And how old are you? Oh, fifteen? A little boy is bald at fifteen? Look at your hair. People think you're smashing the field when you go to Shaolin Temple."

"What are you laughing at? Others wear glasses and call them scholars. Elegant, what are your glasses? Are they made from the bottom of a beer bottle?

"Oh, how old are you? If you don't say, I thought you were eight years old. Your height is very modest. It's agreed to grow up together. Won't you grow up when you're eight?"

Singing and smiling, he looked at everyone around him and asked the questions he had just asked.

"So, is it funny?"