MTL - 80’s Sweet Marriage: Struggle for a Good Life-Chapter 945 No one can mess with my brother.

Li Siwang said that the teachers in the large and small classes had nothing to say, and they could only stare at the principal.

The director now also understands why Li Siwang beat people here yesterday, but no one dares to control it.

This child's mind and brainpower are really not comparable to ordinary children.

The director had to come forward personally and walked in front of Chen Fucai and asked, "Children Chen Fucai, why did you say this brother hit you yesterday?"

"Because it hurts." Chen Fucai looked like he was crying.

Li Siwang smiled "Hehe" and said, "I said I didn't hit, he said I hit again. What can you do if there is no evidence? It's like Chen Fucai bullied my sister. Blame me for beating people for the same reason. "

Now that the director understands, Li Siwang is worried about Chen Fucai's kiss on Xiao Lulu. If Chen Fu didn't apologize or make serious changes, Li Siwang would never admit to beating.

In other words, Chen Fucai was beaten for nothing, because there is no evidence.

The director was a little bit big and had to do peacemaker: "I said that this matter will be dealt with seriously. We will also strengthen the safety of the children Gu Gulu, such things will not happen in the future."

"That would be the best." Li Siwang gave Chen Fucai a severe look, and said, "My sister will be here in the kindergarten for one day. Please earnestly implement your commitment."

Then Li Siwang asked again, "Can I go and see my sister now?"

"Of course." The director couldn't help it, and couldn't treat Li Siwang, so he had to let the teacher in the small class take him to the bedroom to see Gu Lulu.

Xiaolu Lu took a very nap today, lying in a small bed nicely and cutely, like a beautiful oriental doll.

Li Siwang watched it through a small window for a long time, and then he left reluctantly until the class time was almost up.

Li Siwang actually knew that he had hit a child wrong, but whoever dares to provoke Xiao Lulu would still find it right.

But no one thought that things didn't pass away because of this, and nothing happened.

Xiao Yanlu was fine in kindergarten, but Li Siwang encountered a lot of trouble.

Li Siwang is already in the fourth grade, but there are still sixth grade students in the school, older and stronger than him.

After school that day, several sixth-grade boys slipped into Li Siwang's classroom while the teacher was away.

Today Li Siwang is on duty, so he walks later than other students.

He lowered his head while scrubbing the floor, and "wow" he was kicked over with a bucket of water beside him, the sewage was spilled all over, and Li Siwang's shoes and trousers were wet.

Li Siwang looked down at the water under his feet, and looked at several sixth-year students who tilted their heads and stared at themselves, and felt that one of them looked particularly familiar.

It's not because of the same school, but because the boy looks like ... Chen Fu. It's almost like Chen Fucai a few years later.

"Are you Chen Fucai his brother?" Li Siwang's smart head suddenly understood.

"You hit my brother, I'm here to talk to you." Chen Fugui shouted, shaking her legs and crooking her neck, "I have to let you remember that Chen Fu is not the only one who can mess with me."

"Yes, not everyone can mess with it, but I can." Li Siwang finished, stepping firmly on the mop head with one foot, and slamming it in his hand.

The mop head was torn off, and the mop lever in Li Siwang's hand was a wooden stick.