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Chapter 20

    The teacher waited anxiously, and left a sentence, "Let's go, I have to pick up the child too, there are a lot of things."

    Jian Qingtong, who had been cast down a few times, hurriedly pulled Tang Jun away and watched the teacher walk away.

    Is this cheating? huh?

    Tang Jun was sensitively aware of the accumulation of anger around his stepmother's body, and stood stiffly in silence, waiting for another violent storm to strike.

    I just hope I don't scare my sister, she is still young and made no mistakes.

    Jian Qingtong took two deep breaths in a row, feeling that the oxygen-deficient head just now re-supplied oxygen and resumed operation. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, raised the little boy's head that was lowered again, looked him in the eyes and asked,

    "Why are you fighting?"

    Tang Jun was stubborn . He pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

    Jian Qingtong didn't insist on asking the reason at the moment, and she took the next step and said,

    "Is it your fault?"

    Tang Jun listened to her calm tone, shook his head hesitantly, and nodded again.

    He fought back, it was wrong to hit someone, he knew.

    Jian Qingtong raised her brows slightly and tried to interpret:

    "You are also at fault, but others are even more wrong?"

    Tang Jun saw that she was not angry, neither scolded him nor beat him, so he dared to argue in a low voice:

    "They did it first, and they scolded others. I didn't fight back! My dad said that people who practice martial arts can't bully the weak, so I blocked it a few times..."

    Jian Qingtong's head slammed, sparks blazing with reason, but his expression was blank:

    "He, you? More bullying and less, several hitting you? You still don't fight back after all this? Tang Yuanzheng taught?!"

    Tang Jun stepped back half a step alertly, looked carefully at her expressionless face, and quickly shook his head.

    Is this what others often say, a dog that bites doesn't bark? Terrible, and apprehensive. Is he going to run? But my sister is still there...

    Jian Qingtong realized after a reaction that it was taught by the child's father, Zhu Wu. But the person is already heroic, the dead are the biggest, and she has nowhere to find someone to reason with.

    She rubbed her back molars and her fists clenched and loosened, but she couldn't help picking up a small pebble and quickly scratched a long string of swear words on the muddy ground.

    comfortable.

    Reluctantly let out a sigh of anger, Jian Qingtong threw away the stone, got up and rubbed off the scribbled words like a ghost's talisman with the tip of his toes, clapped the soil on his hands, and looked down at the top of the little boy's round head, calm and inspired:

    " Your father taught you right, martial arts is not to fight and bully others, but you can't let others bully. Your father asked you to practice martial arts to strengthen your body and protect yourself. After you have spare energy, you will consider the matter of eliminating violence, safety and justice. He hopes that You are safe and healthy, right?"

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