roccoschili 432: Happy Little Fatty
432: Happy Little Fatty
After learning why Xiaopang was crying, Qingqing said to him in a soft and cute way.
"I bring snacks to school so you guys can eat them!"
The little one is very kind. Knowing that her friends love the fruits and snacks she brings, she always brings some to share with her friends whenever Jiuweizhai delivers new products to her family.
She never expected that Little Fatty would be talked about because of this.
Little Fatty sniffed, feeling a warm feeling in his heart, and his eyes began to well up with tears again.
"I...I know, I'm just really sad..."
Qingqing handed him another tissue.
She hugged her cute little schoolbag tightly, looking at him with kind eyes.
"Don't be sad, I have lots of delicious snacks at home, I'll bring them to you tomorrow."
Upon hearing Qingqing's words, Little Fatty subconsciously swallowed.
He scoffs at what others say is delicious, but if Qingqing says it's delicious, then it must really be delicious!
Little Fatty's heart, which had been shattered into several pieces, was finally pieced back together.
He stared at Qingqing with red eyes, his eyes brimming with emotion.
"Qingqing, you are so good to me, you are my best friend."
Shi Xi quietly retrieved a cookie from the pile of snacks.
Actually, the girl is kind to everyone; otherwise, so many people wouldn't like her.
If she could, she would have liked to bring some more fruit, but her backpack was too full.
Seeing Little Fatty smile again, the three kind-hearted children were very happy.
Qingqing also invited him and Shixi to the Xiao family's house on Sunday to pick up fruit.
In the little girl's heart, her family's fruit was the most delicious, but it was too heavy to bring.
The chubby boy, who had eaten it once before, nodded frantically like a chicken pecking at rice.
At this moment, if Qingqing asked him to go through fire and water, he would probably agree without hesitation.
Soon, the two boys who had been talking about Little Fatty in the restroom returned.
After they came in, they heard many people in the class talking about Little Fatty, and their expressions became somewhat unnatural. They returned to their seats dejectedly.
After all, it was the two of them who made Little Fatty cry, so it's natural for them to feel guilty.
The teacher also learned from the surveillance footage that Xiao Pang had cried, so she called him to the office and patiently comforted him.
Because this is an elite school, every child who can get in comes from a powerful and wealthy family, so the teachers dare not neglect any of them.
After learning why the little fat boy was crying, the teacher called the two students over and spoke to them gently and patiently.
Finally, the two of them willingly apologized to the chubby boy, and the three of them went back to the classroom together.
Feuds between children come and go quickly, and besides, they're not a big deal.
By the time school ended, Little Fatty and the two boys had returned to a normal classmate relationship.
Because of their guilt, the two boys would take the initiative to talk to him and treat him better than before.
When he got home, Xiao Pang's father, Mr. Wang, called him from the living room.
He already knew what had happened at school from the teacher, but he still asked Little Fatty again.
"Your teacher said you cried at school today, what happened?"
Little Fatty no longer cared about this matter; all he wanted to do was get back to his room and play games, so he said it nonchalantly.
“Two classmates said bad things about me, but they have apologized to me and I have forgiven them.”
Mr. Wang certainly knew; the teacher explained it to him in great detail.
The moment he saw the teacher's message this afternoon, his first thought was that the two children were right.
This child goes to school on time every day, but doesn't learn anything; instead, he comes back with a full stomach every day.
"By the way, Dad, I'm not eating dinner today, so you don't need to have the nanny call me."
Mr. Wang sighed sadly, then waved his hand helplessly.
"Got it, let's go."
Little Fatty carried his schoolbag and walked towards his room, but stopped after taking two steps as if he had thought of something.
He turned to Mr. Wang on the sofa and said, "Dad, Qingqing said I should go to her house to pick up some fruit on Sunday."
Mr. Wang: "?"
Who? Qingqing?
"Qingqing wants you to go to the Xiao family?!"
Mr. Wang was so excited that he crossed his legs and slapped them down, looking at his son with shining eyes.
The chubby boy looked simple-minded and scratched his nose, saying, "Yeah."
After his initial excitement subsided, Mr. Wang quickly calmed down and looked at his son with a suspicious expression.
"Why did Qingqing invite you to the Xiao family and even bring you fruit?"
He had seen that little girl when he attended the parent-teacher conference for Xiao Pang. She was very cute, like a jade doll, and very popular.
He knows perfectly well what kind of person his son is; what has he done to deserve this?
Little Fatty had a completely matter-of-fact expression on his face.
“We’re friends. She gave me delicious food. When I grow up, I’ll be her bodyguard and protect her.”
When the young heir of the prestigious Wang Group offered to be someone's bodyguard, Mr. Wang's first reaction wasn't anger, but rather that he felt his son was unworthy.
He bluntly said, "Save your breath. Just be a good foodie and be a little follower around him."
Seeing that Little Fatty was not convinced, he snorted.
"Do you know what kind of people her bodyguards are? If you went over there, they could punch you all the way to the Pacific Ocean. I'm not going to pick you up then."
Xiaopang: "..."
He stormed back to his room with his schoolbag in his arms.
Despite saying that, Mr. Wang was very happy.
After Little Fatty left, he immediately stood up and went to his collection room to choose a gift to bring when he visited the Xiao family on Sunday.
His father called him a couple of days ago, asking him to inquire about nursing homes and see if he could reserve a spot.
If he could, he would fly back from Europe and retire in Beijing.
Mr. Wang was worried about not being able to find anyone, but he never expected that the opportunity would come to him like this.