Chapter 545： Some kids like him

"It's nothing."

"Nothing to say?" Song Wanqiu's gaze fell on the bruise on the corner of his mouth, and he said directly: "Look at you, what happened here? Did you fight with someone? If I don't ask you, don't tell me.

She discovered it during dinner in the evening, and expected him to take the initiative to tell her. But he just lowered his head and ate silently, without saying anything.

He always likes to keep things in his heart, and without the little wine, he is like the taciturn and unsmiling child before.

When her mother asked, Rong Si could only tell her the matter. He pursed his lower lip and said coldly, "They hit me first."

Song Wanqiu sat down beside him and looked at him distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Why fight?"

"They robbed me." Rong Si clutched the pen in his hand, a cold light flashed across his eyes.

"What is so important for you to fight with them?"

Speaking of this, Rong Si's eyes flickered, as if a little embarrassed.

Song Wanqiu thought of something, and smiled and said, "Let my mother guess, it should be something from Little Jiu's sister, right?"

Rong Si was even more embarrassed, and responded in a low voice, "Yes."

The two boys in the class wanted to **** the postcard he had in the book. Sister Xiaojiu bought it at the village market when she was recording the show. Later, she gave him one.

He has always cherished it, take it with him, take it out from time to time, and tell himself that he also has friends, and some children like him.

So if others want to grab, he will never allow it.

Song Wanqiu sighed and said helplessly: "Although mother understands that you don't want the things sent by Xiaojiu sister to be robbed, don't fight with others. If you get hurt, your mother will feel distressed."

Rong Si nodded.

"Also, why don't you rest so late?" Song Wanqiu asked again.

Rong Si lowered his eyes, looked at the exercise book in front of him, and said with a trace of firmness in his tone: "I want to go to college soon. I heard that there are scholarships."

Song Yanqiu was taken aback, and his heart suddenly became sour.

How old is he, thinking about sharing for the family?

"Didn't my mother get a job? Work as a clerk in a unit, and the salary is enough for the two of us to live. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Rong Si disagrees.

It's impossible for him not to put pressure on himself, saying that he wants his mother to live the best life, and he has to deal with that **** Rong Cheng ruthlessly. And Qiao Man, he will not let it go.

Most importantly, he wants to marry Xiaojiu's sister.

Little sister Xiaojiu’s cute smiling face appeared in his mind, and Song Wanqiu’s gentle voice was heard again, "Hey, rest early, not too late, okay?"

"Yeah." Rong Si answered obediently, and said again, "Mom, when it's summer vacation, can I go to see Sister Xiaojiu?"

Song Wanqiu suddenly smiled again, "Okay, mom will take you back. Otherwise, you might be sick with lovesickness."

Although I have never heard of lovesickness, I know what it means literally. With a warm ear, I quickly lowered my head and continued to do the question, pretending that I didn't hear anything.

Song Wanqiu snickered, rubbed his hair, and told him to go to bed earlier before leaving the room.

After she went out, Rong Si raised his head and looked at the calendar in the corner of the desk. It is still mid-March, and there are still three or four months before the summer vacation.

Although it was long, he was already looking forward to it.

…After wearing the book, I became a small drag oil bottle.