Chapter 615 Establishing a School 2
Adults, even parents, cannot replace the status of children's playmates.
A large group of children were having fun on the grass outside the camp, in groups of three or five, boys playing with boys, girls playing with girls, playing different games, chirping like birds.
Xibao broke free from Feng Qingxue's hand and ran over happily.
Feng Qingxue saw a small ball of meat rolling on the grass, rolling to eight little boys, and stopped moving.
This group of little boys were not very old, probably between five or six years old and seven or eight years old, all of them were thin, with tanned faces and very simple clothes, seven patches on top of patches, and one without a patch.
Xibao raised his fat face and smiled sweetly, "Play!"
He reached out to pull one of the little boys, who was five or six years old, and he immediately took two steps back.
"I don't want to play with you!" the little boy shouted.
The other four children echoed, "That's right, that's right, we won't play with you."
"You are so young, go away!"
"Go away, go away quickly!"
"If he doesn't go, let's go. This place is really big. There are horses, cows and sheep. Let's go and see if we can ride a big horse. It must be very majestic."
The last sentence came from the oldest boy, who was very strong and had leadership skills. At his command, several people echoed.
A group of children rushed away, and Xi Bao was anxious to chase after them, "Play! Play!"
Feng Qingxue hurried to catch up.
Although Xi Bao was fat, he ran fast and accidentally fell to the ground. He got up and continued to run forward. He actually followed the group of children steadily, waving his hands and calling them, until Wang Xiaowu stopped all the children, "That's the training ground of the cavalry company. Who will be responsible if the cows and horses kick you? Don't go over!"
Xi Bao ran up to them panting, stretched out his hand to pull one of the children but was waved away.
Feng Qingxue, who was following behind him, felt embarrassed for him.
Seeing Xibao's hat tilted, his face sunburned, and sweat stains on his forehead, Wang Xiaowu felt so distressed that he squatted in front of him and straightened his hat for him, "Xibao, why are you here? Where's your mother?"
"Play!" Xibao pointed at the group of children and looked at them eagerly, looking so pitiful.
Wang Xiaowu realized, "They don't want to play with you, right?"
"Yeah!" Xibao was so wronged that he almost cried.
Wang Xiaowu stood up, holding Xibao with the hand that was not holding the whip, and asked the group of children: "You are all playing, why don't you play with Xibao? Xibao is very well-behaved, not naughty at all."
"We don't play with babies!" The oldest child shouted, "Babies are the most annoying. They can't run fast and cry at every turn. If you don't play with them, they cry. If they fall down, they cry. They also like to grab other people's things. If they can't grab things, they cry again. When adults see us, they say we bully babies! We don't want to play with babies!"
"Right!"
"That's right, we don't play with babies!"
The echoes came one after another, and the group of children moved forward and backward together.
Xi Bao seemed to understand a little bit, and burst into tears, "Mom! Mom! Mom!"
The oldest child pointed at him and said to Wang Xiaowu: "See? We just didn't play with him, and he cried so hard. If the adults see it, they will definitely be angry. It's unlucky for us again."
"You still know that adults will be angry if they see it?" A woman who came out of nowhere slapped him hard on the back, her voice was very crisp, "You knew that, why didn't you bring your brother to play?"