Chapter 11

Mesdille stood on the side and watched for a while, thinking that the arrogant black-haired boy was very interesting. Even if he was pulled by the female teacher, the black-haired boy still grabbed the clothes of the other brown-haired boy fiercely with his hands. He said loudly, "Apologize to Garan, or I'll beat you up!"

Becky grabbed the clothes and struggled, and shouted stubbornly, "He's full of silver hair, he's a weirdo, I don't apologize!"

As soon as Becky said this, little Gala became even more angry. Regardless of the teacher's presence, she rushed over and continued to beat people. The little fist kept hitting Becky's little face, making Becky cry.

At this moment, a brand new car drove over, and a slightly fat man rushed out of the car and ran anxiously towards the group of children.

"Becky, my little Becky." The fat man was in a hurry when he saw his son being grabbed and beaten by a black-haired child while he was still in the car.

Baruch pushed aside the child who was standing in his way and rushed directly to his son's side. With his thick and fat hands, he pushed little Gala away, and directly pushed the six-year-old little Gala to the ground.

"Mr. Baruch, you can't do it, he is still a child." The female teacher hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Baruch stared at the black-haired child on the ground angrily, looking like he was going to eat people, Becky hugged Baruch's thigh and cried very sadly, "Dad, he hit me, he hit me, dad is for me Hit him, woohoo..."

"Is the baby hurt? Is there any injury?" Baruch looked at his son distressedly, saw the red marks on his face, and became even more angry. He strode forward and grabbed Xiao Jia. Pull the clothes and lift the person up.

"Mr. Baruch!" The female teacher came up anxiously to stop it, but was pushed by Baruch and staggered, "Stand aside, I'll settle the account with you later, how did you act as a teacher, I didn't see it Has my son been beaten?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his face and stared viciously at the child in his hands. Little Gala was held up by the collar, and his neck was stuck, struggling to kick and kick with his calves.

"You little brat, it's really hard to attack. I don't want to teach you a lesson." Baruch said, raising his big fat hand and swiping towards the head of Little Gala.

A little silver-haired boy who had been standing quietly on the side, saw Baruch raised his palm, threw down his small backpack and rushed over, hugged the big fat hand that only needed to hit the little Gala, opened his mouth and bit it. One bite.

"Ah! You little bastard!" Baruch was in pain, and with a flick of his hand, he threw the silver-haired little boy to the ground.

"Jalan! Jialan! Let go! You let me go!" Little Gala struggled angrily, struggling to no avail, and also took a bite at the hand that was grabbing her collar.

"Ah! They're all dogs!" Baruch threw little Gala to the ground again.

As soon as Mu Yunshen got out of the car, he saw this scene. His two sons were actually thrown to the ground like sacks, and the person who did it was actually an adult!

"Jala, Jialan!" Mu Yun called out deeply, and the man had already rushed over.

He picked up the two children one by one, looking at the pale faces of the two children, Mu Yunshen's nervous voice was shaking, "Jala, Jialan, how are you? Are you injured?"

Gala gritted her teeth, neither crying nor exhaling pain, staring at Baruch with fierce eyes, as if she was about to rush up.

Jialan's expression was very calm, and he looked at Mu Yunshen with a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, "I'm fine, Dad."

"You are the father of the child? You came just in time. I was looking for you. Your child beat up my son. What do you think I should do?" Baruch said very resentfully.

Mu Yunshen stood up, grabbed a child in one hand, and was also very angry, "Is this why you did something to the two six-year-old children?"

Baruch ignored Mu Yunshen's questioning, but said impatiently: "I'm telling you now, how do you compensate your child for hitting my child? Look at the way your son hit my son in the face. ."

Baruch pulled Becky, who was hiding beside his legs, over and let Mu Yun take a deep look.

There were red marks all over Becky's face, which should have been punched out with small fists.

Mu Yunshen didn't need to ask, he knew that it was definitely Gala who did it, and it was impossible for Galan to fight someone.

"Jala, why did you hit him?" Mu Yun knew that his children were very sensible, and it was impossible to hit someone for no reason.

"He laughed at Garan as a silver-haired grandfather and a weirdo. He told other children not to play with Garan, nor to let Garan play with toys. He has been bullying Garan. I am an older brother, and of course I have to protect my younger brother." said out loud.

Mu Yun took a deep breath, and he knew it must be because of Jialan.

Gala has a lively personality and is very outgoing, but she is also very sensible and very protective of Galan. Galan was born only a few minutes younger than him. Because he was born with silver hair, he has always been scorned and criticized by others. Galan is Gala's. Ni Scale, no one can bully Garan, otherwise he will definitely go mad.

Mu Yunshen didn't worry about Jia La, but he was very worried about Jia Lan. Maybe he was born different from others, so he was very sensitive to people and things around him. He was very quiet at a young age. Playing with him, he can stay quietly for a whole day by himself, such a child will only make Mu Yunshen feel more distressed for him.

"He's the silver-haired grandpa. He's different from us. He's a monster. I don't want him to appear in my classroom!" Becky was even more confident with the support of his father.

Mu Yun's eyes were cold and sharp, looking at Baruch, "Your child is so uneducated, shouldn't you beat him? My son beat him to teach him to be a man. Children are ignorant, and you are not sensible as an adult? ?"

"If your child is sick, take it to the hospital for treatment, don't let it out to scare people! I will respond to the school, a child like yours should not be allowed to enter the school, it will scare other children, the school has to treat my child Be responsible!" Jialan, who had been quiet all along, slowly lowered his head after hearing this, his expression very lonely.

Mu Yunshen, who could no longer suppress his anger, saw that his son was injured again, and he was about to explode with anger. He punched Baruch and staggered. on the ground.

"Keep your mouth clean!" Mu Yun said angrily.

Baruch was punched and his head was dizzy. It took a long time for him to wake up, half of his cheeks were numb, and he was immediately furious, "Sure enough, he is a child from a single-parent family, without a mother and no education! You wait for me. Come on, this is not over! I will make you unable to stand in the town of Locke!"

Baruch said, he took out the communicator and quickly dialed a number to go out. As soon as the other party connected, Baruch roared at the communicator, "Hey, I'm Hudson Baruch, I want to complain. Your school, let sick children enter the kindergarten, not to mention, he also beat my son, I tell you, I will solve this problem immediately, expel these two little brats, or your kindergarten will wait for the examination. !"

Baruch hugged his son Becky and said bitterly, "If you dare to hit me, just wait until your child doesn't go to school!"

"Let's go son, Dad has avenged you so that they won't show up in your kindergarten in the future." Baruch comforted his son as he walked to his car.

Becky lay on her father's shoulder and raised a small fist at Gala arrogantly, very proud.