A group of kids got into a fight over which cartoon to watch.
The children were divided into two groups. One group wanted to watch the current fairy cartoons, and the other group said they wanted to watch the Mecha Warrior cartoons. Neither side would let the other go.
The children are the treasures of the family, and they usually have whatever they want. But now when someone competes with them to watch the TV, you look at me, I look at you, and no one is convinced.
I don’t know who made the first move, but it seemed to push Sang. The child who was pushed screamed, “You push me!!!”
Shouting, he rushed forward like a calf and knocked the confronting child to the ground.
The child who was knocked down jumped up with a loud cry and looked angrily at the child who hit him, "You hit me? Come on, kids, beat them up!"
Suddenly, the living room became a mess, with pillows and snacks flying everywhere.
The little girl stared at the scene in front of her in stunned silence, wondering why they were fighting. This group of friends were all harmonious and humble in kindergarten.
As the young master, Fan Lingling went to break up the fight and told everyone not to fight, but the result...
"call out!"
A shiny crown flew in front of Xiao Nai Bao. Xiao Nai Bao looked down at the shiny, crooked crown and blinked. This was the crown on Fan Lingling's head.
"You threw my crown, I'll beat you to death!"
The little girl raised her head and saw a little girl in a pink skirt with messy hair pushing a boy to the ground and beating him hard. The blows made wind and the sound of banging on the flesh made it hurt.
Not to be outdone, the little boy who was pushed to the ground and beaten reached out his hand, grabbed the little girl's hair, and pulled hard.
Both cried, but neither wanted to let the other go.
The little girl wanted to step forward to stop him, but Zhao Yiyu held him back. The latter said, "Don't go. If I accidentally hurt you, it won't be good. The servant has already gone to call you."
The servant wanted to stop him, but the children were fighting in a group. If he stopped one, he couldn't stop the other, so he had to call the adults.
Xiao Naibao watched his friends crying and beating each other with a serious expression. He patted Zhao Yiyu's hand and motioned for her to let go, "I'm fine, I can't let them continue beating."
Zhao Yiyu wanted to continue to stop him, but the little girl jumped out with a hiss and couldn't stop him.
The little girl ran to the children who were huddled together and shouted: "No more beatings, no more beatings!"
But no one listened to her.
"Beat you to death."
"Kill you."
"call out!"
A blue Ultraman slipper flew toward Xiao Naibao's face, and she tilted her head to avoid the attack of the slipper.
She looked at the slippers, then at the children who were being beaten so hard, she clenched her little fists and said, "Stop beating!"
No one paid any attention to her.
The little girl puffed up her face and said, "If you don't stop, I'll do it."
Still no one paid any attention to her.
Little Milk Bag: OK.
She stepped forward, with her hands forming palms, and used Tai Chi to separate the group of children one by one with four ounces of force.
The children who were suddenly separated by force:...
They were all a little confused, looking at each other, thinking with their little minds under five years old, they couldn't figure out why they were suddenly pushed away.
The children fell silent instantly, and Xiao Naibao was very satisfied with this. She said, "Don't fight. Fighting is not good."
children:……
A boy clenched his fists with red scratches on his face: "I'll beat you, Tang Man. If you stop me, I'll beat you too!"
When the little girl heard this, her fleshy little face was quite distressed: "You even beat me up? That's not good."
The boy thought she was scared, so he snorted and said, "If you don't want to get beaten, just get out of the way."
The little girl continued, "I'm afraid I can't control my strength and send you to the hospital."
When the boy heard this, he was very unhappy. He was half a head taller than the little girl and looked down at her, "You beat me to the hospital? Are you kidding me?"
The little girl's expression was serious, "Of course."
Although her strength cannot defeat the second senior brother, she is more than enough to defeat a group of children of the same age.
The boy gestured with his fist, "Then let's try it."
Two figures jumped out, protecting the little milk bag behind them.
Fan Lingling: "Being able to defeat Tang Man is nothing. If you have the ability, then fight with me again."
Zhao Yiyu: "Want to bully my sister? You can beat me in advance. I have learned Muay Thai. I will fight you."
The boy shrank when he looked at the two men who were like old hens protecting their young. He really couldn't beat them.
At this time, the little breast bag moved, and her sudden movement attracted the attention of others.
She walked to the rectangular crystal coffee table in the living room with melons and fruits, looked down at it, and tapped the coffee table with her chubby little fingers.
The crystal coffee table made a crisp sound.
The children looked at the little baby's movements with confusion and couldn't figure out what she was doing.
Xiao Naibao confirmed the feel of the crystal coffee table and raised her head to look at Fan Lingling, "Lingling, can this coffee table be damaged? I will compensate."
Fan Lingling subconsciously replied, "Okay."
After receiving the answer, the little nanny turned to the crowd headed by the boy and said, "Watch carefully and don't blink."
Boy: "Huh? Why should I blink..."
Before he finished speaking, the little milk bag formed its fingers into palms, raised and lowered it, and struck a palm close to the center of the crystal coffee table.
"Bang!"
The little palm hit the coffee table, making a huge noise, which startled the children.
Zhao Yiyu and Fan Lingling quickly ran over to look at Xiao Naibao's hand, "Sister."
"Tang Man."
Both of them looked at Xiao Naibao's hand with great concern, fearing that the slap she had just given would hurt their hand.
Xiao Naibao shook her white, tender and chubby little hands, "I'm fine."
The boy covered his heart, looked at the safe crystal coffee table and said, "Tang Man, you are scaring me..."
"Crack!"
A clear cracking sound sounded.
Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a crack on the surface of the crystal coffee table.
With that crack as the center, countless cracks continued to spread outwards, making a clicking sound, and finally the two-centimeter-thick crystal tabletop became like a spider web.
"Wow!"
The crystal tabletop shattered into countless pieces and fell all over the floor.
children:! ! ?
Everyone stared at the crumbled tabletop with their mouths open, and then slowly raised their heads to look at the little milk bag.
The little girl noticed everyone's gaze, her obsidian-like eyes curved, and she smiled brightly and harmlessly, "If you want to continue fighting, I'm really going to do it."
Everyone:...
The little girl looked at the boy who yelled the loudest and asked, "Do you want to fight with me?"
The boy whose jaw dropped came to his senses, looked at the pink and jade-shaped little milk bag in front of him, and shook his head like a rattle, "No, I won't fight you."
If he fights with her, the end result will be like this crystal coffee table.
The little girl's eyes curved into thin crescents, "Then are you still fighting?"
The boy continued to shake his head
The little girl looked at the others, who shook their heads in unison and said they would never fight again.
Seeing this, Xiao Naibao was very satisfied and said to the children in a sweet voice, "You are so good."
Second Senior Brother is right, as long as you have strong martial ethics, you can convince people with reason.
