The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 570 - 570: What a simple-minded person (1)

The massacre of the village was not a small matter.

There were at least a hundred people in a village, and at most a thousand people. They were all living lives.

Chu Liang investigated for a long time and only found a trace of strangeness. She went to take a look personally.

As a Savior, she was a soul. It was too eye-catching.

Taking advantage of jiangjiang’s discussion with the envoy over the past three days, she could take the opportunity to take a look. It was a good opportunity. Lulu entered the Directorate and saw yang pingfeng walking over with winking eyes.

He patted her shoulder and said,”good brother, we’ll go through thick and thin together.” I really didn’t misjudge you, we’re still brothers in the same boat!” Yang pinfeng went in valiantly.

Not long after, he heard the master’s roar.

He was chased out and stood outside the door.

She watched helplessly as Lulu entered the a class.

After that …

There was no ‘then’.

The teacher’s praise rang out in Class-A, “”Look at you guys. I asked you to copy the book, but did you use your feet to write? Except for Jiang huailu, everyone else was punished to copy it three times! You’re not allowed to go home until you’re done!”

The smile on yang dingfeng’s face slowly froze.

The clown is actually me!

“Lulu isn’t old, but she’s got a strong character. I’ll stick her words on the wall for you to study! Just look at his character!” The master was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at Lulu, whose face was slightly red.

“You, you don’t need to …” The little girl was a little embarrassed. She had Jiang Jiang to play with, but they didn’t have Jiang Jiang.

Young master Xie’s face turned red with shame as he read her words.

“Lulu, you’re amazing!”

Everyone in Class-A gasped in admiration, while yang pinfeng, who was standing outside the door, looked indifferent.

I don’t believe you! Didn’t you say that no one was doing their homework?

Yang pinfeng endured it until Lulu finally finished her class.

He called her out and pulled her to a corner.

The youngster’s face was tense,”didn’t you say you didn’t write?” Didn’t you say we’ll go through thick and thin together?”

“I didn’t, but brother Jiang Jiang did.” Lulu glanced at him. Who asked you to not have a brother … You don’t have a brother, yet you’re not studying hard!” The little girl snorted twice, causing yang pinfeng to be so angry that tears welled up in his eyes.

“I also want a brother …”

However, his mother could no longer give birth.

Oh, he could let his father give birth to a child outside and bring it back, and his mother wouldn’t have to tire herself out to conceive.

Yang pinfeng’s eyes lit up. How could he be so smart? since he had brothers, his mother wouldn’t have to suffer.

It’s decided then. I’ll discuss this with father when I get back.

He didn’t know why, but the moment this thought came to his mind, he suddenly felt pain in his knee.

It was as if someone had broken his leg.

Yang pinfeng touched his leg. He’s so young and he’s already having a cold leg? He had to nourish his body later.

He was indeed fat. His mother even told him to eat less.

Really!

Richard didn’t care about his son at all.

Lulu’s class lasted until the afternoon, and she asked for leave from the teacher.

The reason she used was that on the seventh day of her father’s death, she would go back and burn joss paper for her father.

This was a proper funeral, not a fake one like yang pinfeng’s.

Yang pinfeng watched her leave the Academy, ” it’s great to have a funeral leave. When will it be my turn …” He was so envious that his eyes turned green.

He began to ponder again.

After all, his grandfather was no longer the principal, so it would not be easy to expose him.

Occasionally lying about his father’s illness and his grandfather’s death seemed to be very easy.

After all, his grandfather had never been an official, so who knew if he was dead or not?

Yang pinfeng’s mouth twitched, and his smile was extremely bright.

He turned around and entered the master’s room.

“Master, my grandfather is dead. I want to go back to his funeral …” He cried. She even managed to squeeze out two drops of tears..