Chapter 597

Little baozi stood beside the little girl and watched for a long time.

After a few minutes of hesitation, he took out a pink rabbit ear lollipop from his schoolbag.

Baozi handed the lollipop to the little girl and coaxed her awkwardly, "don't cry. I'll give you some sugar."

When the little girl heard the words of the steamed stuffed bun, she sniffed and looked at the lollipop in front of her tearfully. When she spoke, her voice snapped, "but there's wrapping paper on it."

"Can't you eat after the wrapping paper is removed?"

"But I will not."

The bun was impatient. "Are you a fool?"

The package of the lollipop in his hand is tied with a ribbon. As long as the ribbon is torn off, the bag can be eaten.

In xiaobaozi's opinion, there is no technical content at all.

"It's mommy who makes it for me at home." Mentioning this topic, the little girl thought of her mother again and cried out, "I want my mother, I want my mother..."

Listening to the wailing sound in his ears, the steamed stuffed bun frowned, "don't cry."

"I want to find my mother..."

The little girl ignored the voice of the bun and cried for herself.

Xiaobaozi's patience is very bad. If he hadn't listened to his brother, he would have thrown the lollipop into the garbage can and left.

The cry of the little girl is so annoying that the patience of the little buns has reached the extreme.

"You cry again, believe it or not?"

The voice of xiaobaozi was so loud that all the children in the classroom heard it.

They all look at the steamed stuffed buns. Xi Junrui's white face is black. He stares at the little ones in the class. "If you cry again, I'll beat you."

“……”

All the crying children succeeded in being scared. They sniffed and stopped crying.

The ear root is finally quiet, and the brow of the steamed stuffed bun slowly spreads out.

We can't be too kind to these bear children, we have to be tough.

Xiaobaozi went to his seat with pride.

As a result, before he had time to sit down, deafening cries rang through the classroom.

When the teacher outside heard the cry, he ran in.

She looked at the whole class crying children, some headache.

How to coax this?

The line of sight swept a few eyes in the room, and then fell on the only Xi Junrui who didn't cry.

"Xiao Rui, do you know what happened in the classroom?"

Xi Junrui opened the zipper of his schoolbag, took out a book from it and put it on the table. He said faintly, "I miss my mother."

They don't cry for themselves at all. They feel guilty.

The teacher tried to coax the peas in the class, but the more she coaxed them, the more they cried.

In the end, the teacher couldn't make up his mind and went out to call the parents of xiaodouding in the class.

A few minutes later, one after another of the parents came in to pick up the xiaodouding in the class. In the end, Xi Junrui was the only one left in the class.

The teacher looked at the steamed stuffed buns sitting in the empty classroom and asked softly, "Xiao Rui, they are all gone. Do you want to go home?"

In the whole class, the teacher's favorite is Xi Junrui.

Although the little guy is a little cold, but he is very sensible, at least she has not seen him cry.

Xi Junrui thought about it and shook his head. "No, I'll sit here today and study by myself. Go ahead with your work."

There's only mommy at home now, and he doesn't want to go back and be ravaged.