Chapter 4: Life is hopeless
Yang Jiabo got through the bumpy road and finally succeeding in getting familiar with school life, after great difficulty finally it was weekend. Nowadays, there was no two-day weekend, only one day off per week. Everyone at home was busy that day and had no time to pick him up. After class, Yang Jiabo and Wei Feng were playing near the school, waiting for Wei Jing to finish class.
Wei Feng touched his stomach and said pitifully: "Jiajia, I'm hungry, let's go eat grass jelly."
[凉粉 liáng fěn: grass jelly (Chinese dish)]
"These vendors in front of the school are just trying to fool the children. Their food is not only dirty, but also not delicious." Yang Jiabo said nonsense seriously.
"No, I think it's delicious. Let me treat you." Wei Feng stupidly took out his pocket money.
In fact, Yang Jiabo's pocket money was not small, but he was trying to save money, so he was very stingy to himself.
"Your brother's class is about to finish, let's wait for him."
Wei Feng pursed his lips and responded reluctantly: "Okay then."
The two strolled around and decided to wait for Wei Jing downstairs. At this time, a boy who looked about eight years old and covered his face with a red neckscarf jumped out.
"You two, hand over all the money you have."
"F*ck, this is a robbery." Yang Jiabo looked confused. Where did this boy come from?
"We will never surrender to evil forces." The little bun Wei Feng looked brave and fearless.
"If you don't give me the money, I'll beat you up." The red neckscarf boy waved his small fist.
Yang Jiabo rolled his eyes and said a little harshly: "Are you stupid? There will be teachers passing by here at any time, and do you think the red neckscarf can really cover your big face?"
"You are the one with big face, I will beat you to death."
Yang Jiabo's words obviously stepped on the painful spot of the red neckscarf boy. He rushed forward and wanted to grab Yang Jiabo and push him to the ground. Yang Jiabo was young and not as strong as the red neckscarf boy, but his movements were nimble and he could dodge like a loach.
"Looking at how stupid you are, you still came to rob, are you not afraid of making others laugh at you?" Yang Jiabo kept dodging without forgetting to be sarcastic.
"Jiajia, let me help you." Wei Feng rolled up his sleeves and was about to join the battle.
"Don't come over here, just stand there and don't move." Yang Jiabo hurriedly called out to Wei Feng. He was fine by himself, but if Wei Feng came, he couldn't protect him.
In this moment of distraction, Yang Jiabo was grabbed by the red neckscarf boy and pushed to the ground. Then the red neckscarf boy's fist hit Yang Jiabo's eyes, allowing him to witness the hardships of life once again.
When Wei Feng saw Yang Jiabo being beaten, he roared and pounced on the red neckscarf boy like a little wolf cub. The red neckscarf was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
Yang Jiabo took the opportunity to get up quickly, crying and running to a crowded place, shouting: "Help, someone is robbing me."
There was actually robbery in front of the school gate. How could this be tolerated? The boy with a red neckscarf on his face was immediately taken by the collar of his shirt to see the head teacher by the grandfather guarding the gate. As victims, Yang Jiabo and Wei Feng naturally followed.
The red neckscarf boy was a third-grade student named Bai Cheng. He had a poor family background, had an ugly appearance and bad at studying. He was simply the representative of stupidity and foolishness. This kind of student was the rat feces in the eyes of the teacher, but Yang Jiabo felt that he was like himself in the past.
Of course, I'm not as stupid as him, and I'm much better looking than him.
Bai Cheng was criticized by the class teacher so much that he couldn't hold his head up, his head drooped, and big tears kept falling.
"Jiajia, he looks quite pitiful." Wei Feng looked at the red neckscarf boy sympathetically.
"No matter how pitiful he is, it can't be an excuse to rob others. If you let him go now, he may go astray in the future. The teacher is also doing it for his own good." Yang Jiabo said righteously.
"Oh." Wei Feng nodded.
After the class teacher criticized Bai Cheng, he finally remembered them. "Are you two okay?"
"It's okay, teacher, don't blame him too much. Everyone can make mistakes, as long as he doesn't do it again in the future." Yang Jiabo showed a cute smile, he looked tolerant and generous.
"You are all good children." The head teacher smiled and told them to go home quickly. As for Bai Cheng, he had to stand still until his parents came to pick him up.
Wei Jing's class should be finished at this time, so Yang Jiabo and Wei Feng went to find him. Wei Jing stared at Yang Jiabo's bruised left eye and asked seriously: "Jiajia, what's wrong with your eye?"
Before Yang Jiabo opened his mouth, Wei Feng chirped and told the story from beginning to end, adding a sentence at the end. "Brother, I'm hungry, let's go eat grass jelly."
"Let's go next time, we must take Jiajia to see his eyes first."
"Oh well."
Wei Jing took the two young ones to find Song Yufang. He walked directly through the back door without registering and queuing up. Yang Jiabo's eyes are fine. He just needed to apply ice on it for a few days. Wei Jing was a very serious person. He brought the two children home, got some ice from the refrigerator and put it on Yang Jiabo's eye before sending him home.
"My home is not far away, I can go back by myself." Yang Jiabo pouted unhappily.
"It would be fine under normal circumstances, but are you sure your mother won’t beat you if you go back like this? ", Wei Jing had a certain understanding of the Yang family's situation.
"Okay, let's make an agreement first. If my mother beats me, you have to protect me." When it came to his mother who was very capable of beating, Yang Jiabo immediately compromised.
"Don't worry." Wei Jing reached out and rubbed the furry little head.
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