Mrs. Huo Is a Crybaby

Chapter 132 Class 3 Is All Trash!

Before she could finish speaking, Mother Liu's sharp voice rang out, and she hugged her son, Se Li Neen, "Just because my son has good grades, you bastards can't stand him beating him? You want to be a jerk yourself. I don't care about the trash waiting to die! But why bully others? Do you really think my Liu family is a vegetarian?!"

Because she felt sorry for her son, what she said was nothing but a brain.

As soon as the words fell, even Father Deng, whose son was also beaten with a bruised face, couldn't help.

Shen Xun pressed his tongue against his cheeks, and his savage smile spread, "Auntie, you can eat shit, but you can't talk shit, right? Who's the trash talking about? Huh?"

He plucked out his ears, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes made him look sinister and fierce.

"Oh, you—you dare to stare at me when you hit someone?" Liu's mother was caught off guard, and was taken aback by this look, the chill jumped up from the soles of her feet, she pointed at Shen Xun, "I just said you guys are trash. Isn't it? Every year is the end of the crane, and the last of every grade! Is what I said wrong?"

"Oh, yes, yes."

Tang Xinrou's smile was a bit cold, and she clapped with a smile that was not a smile, "You are very brave, Auntie, just like your son, we don't want to sweep the floor for the third class. Look, you still want to breastfeed after a lot of age? Otherwise, what have you been drilling into your mother's arms?"

"You—you little girl, your speech is too ugly! Are you educated?!"

"I don't need to bother you about whether my child is upbringing or not. It's your upbringing that is worrying. If you have any problems with money, you can say it. I don't mind helping you sign up for an adult school and study etiquette well. Well, just Treat it as a charity—"

"Auntie!!" Tang Xinrou's eyes lit up.

The weather was cold, and the woman walked slowly from the stairwell, her steps swaying, looking forward to love.

She had a pure white mink coat draped over her shoulders, and a tight dress framed her bumpy figure. She stepped on stiletto heels of seven centimeters, and her legs were staggered, as if she was walking on the T stage, her aura was full.

Mother Liu was speechless.

Song Yaoyao stood behind Tang Xinrou, and she looked at the students in the third class. When their mother Liu called them trash, they bowed their heads in embarrassment and became depressed.

As a student, how could one not care about grades?

It's just that some are limited in talent, and some are trying to work hard and find that there is nowhere to start.

It's like a dead end, an infinite loop, coupled with the indulgence of parents, and the teacher's indifference. In the end, all that is left is to indulge in enjoyment and spend the rest of the day.

In fact, they also want to be excellent, and they also want to be proud of their parents!

Any parent would be angry when they heard that their child was humiliated like this.

Even Wang Mingjiang frowned, thinking that Mother Liu was really overdone.

"What do you mean? Liu Chunhua? What are you arrogant about, a nouveau riche? What's wrong with my son's poor grades? My family has money! Even if he burns it every day, our family will burn it too! Why do you? Say my son is trash?"

"Well said! Your son is excellent, but I would like to ask, where does your son rank in the whole grade in the exam?"

"If it weren't for the first place in the whole grade, what qualifications do you have to laugh at my children?"

"Just to this point! I'm sorry, I thought they fought well today! We will pay if we get into the hospital, and if we want to fight a lawsuit, we will accompany them to the end!"

"I agree!"

Huo Ye: Why are you still not letting me play? If it goes on like this, do you still remember that I am the male lead? Um? (Master Huo starts to sharpen the knife) There is still a shortage of flower fertilizer in my garden, would you like to experience it?

Brin: (the poor and poor can still eat) I, I will try to let you out as soon as possible...

Lord Huo: Remember to vote, otherwise—— (eyes gradually become dangerous·jpg)

Everyone, go to bed after reading, nope~ See you at 9 o'clock in the remaining chapter~

Good night, go to sleep! (super fierce)

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