A woman in a rich dress is holding a child and coaxing her, "Don't be afraid, Mommy is here, Mommy will not let you get hurt for nothing. Wait for your dad to come and ask your dad to seek justice for you."

The same was true for several parents on the side. While coaxing the children, they looked at Shiqi and Shijiu, with a little resentment in their eyes.

Quan Jingwu put down Shiqi, touched his little head, and spoke in a low voice, "Seventeen, what happened?"

"They said ill words from Nineteen, scolded Nineteen for being a monster, and threw Nineteen's schoolbag into the fountain. They pushed us first, and then Nineteen and I returned." Seventeen said clearly.

The exquisite face of the two little treasures is a noticeable existence in this kindergarten, especially the purple eyes of the nineteenth, which often attract people's attention.

As we all know, the nineteenth purple eyes inherited Quan Jingwu. He said that the nineteenth was a monster, so wouldn’t it also scold Quan Jingwu at the same time?

The principal and teachers lowered their heads and their hearts were raised to their throats.

"No, you hit me." The boy who had just cried, crying red with his baby fat little face.

Quan Jingwu looked up at the principal, "Where is the surveillance?"

The principal was shocked, "Please wait, I'll ask someone to adjust the surveillance."

"Mrs. Quan, this is the schoolbag of the 17th and 19th." The head teacher of the two little treasures is a young man. He smiles on his round face and has two dimples.

The nineteenth schoolbag was wet, but the seventeenth schoolbag was fine.

Jian Qing reached out to take it, put it aside, then took out a tissue to wipe Shijiu's dirty little face, "Shijiu, is there any injury?"

Nineteen bit the lollipop, shook his head, and pointed at the children who were sobbing across the street, "Mommy, they said I was a monster, and said my eyes were not good-looking."

The yelling women just now heard the words of Shijiu, and felt a little uncomfortable on their faces. They held their children's hands and couldn't help but exert force.

Jian Qing gently stroked his slightly messy hair, his eyes circling, and his eyes shining brightly, "Nineteen, mommy asked you, is Daddy looking good?"

"Good-looking." Nineteen said authentically without thinking, "Dad is the most handsome."

My aunt said that Daddy is the best person in Beijing, and neither the eldest uncle nor the second uncle is as good as Daddy.

Quan Jingwu looked down at the nineteenth, and the frost condensed in his eyes gradually faded away.

"So, nineteen's eyes look the most like daddy, and they will look very good after nineteen." Jian Qing said in a gentle voice.

Nineteen smiled sly, Mi Libai's little teeth were dazzling, and he elongated his voice, "I understand, they are jealous of me, I'm good-looking, what the second uncle said, some people are obviously ugly, but they still want to say that others are ugly, this is called... "

Halfway through, he paused, scratched his head, and couldn't remember it.

"Ugly people make trouble!" added Shi Qi.

Nineteen slapped his hand, "Yes."

Jian Qing's face was faint, but she laughed crazy in her heart.

This guy, Axuan, teaches these two babies what they usually do.

Compared with Jian Qing's implicitness, Quan Jingwu directly smiled.

He, Quan Jingwu's son, did not make people fight back if they were beaten.

The two little guys sang together, which made the parents blush.

Looking at Shiqi and Shijiu, they were so angry that they were itchy, but because of Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing, they tried hard to suppress their anger and did not dare to attack.

At this time, the fathers of the children came.

Seeing the head of the family coming, the women were in an instant with confidence, raised their heads and chests, completely no longer like the young wife just now.

The children who fought with the two little babies happened to be the only children in the family, and they were also treasures. When I saw my son being beaten up like this, I was naturally angry.

"Son, don't be afraid, daddy avenge you." One of the men hadn't figured out the situation yet, and patted their chests and put down their bold words.

He was wearing a gray suit and tie, but he couldn't stop his bulging beer belly and the faint smell of tobacco and alcohol.

"Ying Ye, President Jian, why are you here too?"

A gentle voice with a little respect.

The man in a gray suit suddenly changed his expression and slowly raised his head. When he saw the person opposite, his eyes were filled with panic.

Oh no, how could it be the couple?

"Revenge?" Quan Jingwu smiled playfully, and a cold curve like a blade crossed the corner of his mouth, "I wonder how you guys want to take revenge?"

"Jing, Master Jing, this is definitely a misunderstanding. As a child, it is normal to play and make a fuss. There is no need to hurt our harmony for this." The man with gold-framed glasses said with a smile on his face.

"Misunderstanding? I can't see it." Quan Jingwu snorted coldly.

At this time, the principal also asked someone to call the surveillance video and pressed the computer to call out the surveillance video. "Dear parents, the school's surveillance video has been called out, so you can take a look."

As he said that, he turned the computer and let the screen be revealed in everyone's eyes.

Looking at the surveillance on the computer, the faces of several parents gradually became ugly, especially the parents who were clamoring the most. They wanted to beat their naughty children.

The teachers on the side watched the video and their eyes couldn't help but floated towards the directions of seventeen and nineteen.

Who would have thought that two three-year-old children would beat five children one or two years older than them to the point of being in trouble.

When Shiqi beat someone up, he fisted and even pushed the oldest child into the swimming pool, and smashed the child's wet schoolbag directly onto the child's forehead. Even the adults were scared when they saw that ruthlessness.

Seventeen is fierce, nineteen is not vague. When you beat someone, you are just a little bully. Sitting on someone’s stomach, your fists fall like drizzle, and your mouth doesn’t fall, "You dare to throw my schoolbag, you will become a panda, and you will be beaten to death."

Jian Qing watched the video calmly and suddenly remembered the scenes of himself and Jian Luo at school when he was a child. It makes sense to inherit it.

After watching the video, the parents who were full of confidence just now became a little weaker.

However, the children who were beaten do not have the strength of adults. Seeing that their parents did not avenge them, the naughty children cried at the top of their throats.

The man with gold-framed glasses quickly covered his son's mouth and smiled flatteringly, "Mr. Jing, this is wrong with our child. You see, my child is also injured like this. Why don't I ask the child to apologize to the two young masters in this way. Even if this matter is over, is it OK?"

If this matter is not monitored, it would be easier to solve. Now it is obvious that their children and other children take the initiative to find trouble, and they bully the small ones for the sake of the big ones. They are the ones who are in the wrong.

"That is, children fight when they are young, and they may become good friends when they grow up. We parents should not interfere with the children's affairs. Let them solve their children's affairs by themselves." Another man echoed.
Chapter completed!