Free Web NovelChapter 180: Chapter 178: Wen Dabao the Big Mouth
Seeing this, the principal quickly waved his hands. "No, no, no! Of course not! Since you say they’re unsuitable, then they are most definitely unsuitable!"
"I’ll tell them not to come to work tomorrow! We’ll get the children a new teacher!"
Only then was Bai Xiaolang satisfied. "I hope the new teacher will be a little fairer. I don’t want to see my friend mocked and excluded again because of comparisons between the rich and poor."
The principal nodded vigorously. "Of course, of course."
The other children were stunned. They couldn’t for the life of them figure out why a commoner could be friends with several princes.
Bai Xiaolang added, "We’ll visit our friend every week when we come to school. If she tells us she’s been bullied again, then... the way we handle it might not be as simple as it was this time."
The principal broke out in a cold sweat.
He knew, of course, that this time they had just beaten up a few brats.
With the power these few wielded, they didn’t even care about the children’s parents, let alone the school staff.
The principal nodded hastily. "Rest assured! We will definitely take good care of your friend."
Bai Xiaolang then turned to Wen Xiaobao and took his hands away from her eyes.
The little rabbit blinked and looked at the boys.
Bai Xiaolang felt his heart soften and said suddenly, "The problem is solved. Shouldn’t you thank your big brothers?"
Wen Xiaobao stared into Bai Xiaolang’s eyes, quickly understood what he meant, and said obediently in a clear voice, "Thank you, Big Brother. Thank you, Second Brother. Thank you, Third Brother!"
Bai Xiaolang felt gratified.
Bai Xiaoshe was content.
Bai Xiao Zhu was satisfied.
A smile touched Bai Xiaolang’s lips as he gently pinched her little rabbit-ear hair buns. "Go on inside. We’ll come see you again next time."
He had deliberately made Wen Xiaobao call the three of them ’brother’ in front of so many people.
He wanted them all to know that their relationship was more than just being simple friends.
For some reason, whenever Bai Xiaolang saw the little rabbit, he would always be reminded of his own long-lost sister.
His heart clenched slightly. He watched Wen Xiaobao enter the nap room before finally leaving with his two younger brothers.
The three little guys were silent the entire way.
Seeing that no one was breaking the silence, Bai Xiaolang was the first to speak. "I know what you’re thinking."
They were brothers, after all, and understood each other’s thoughts and feelings more keenly than anyone else.
Bai Xiaoshe sighed softly. "When I see her, I can’t help but think of our sister."
Bai Xiao Zhu said melancholically, "If our sister is getting bullied out there, I hope someone is standing up for her like we did."
The corner of Bai Xiaolang’s mouth twitched. "Are you guys okay? Her? Getting bullied?"
Hearing his tone, Bai Xiao Zhu and Bai Xiaoshe both simultaneously recalled scenes from their early childhood, when their sister reigned as the tyrant of the orphanage.
She wasn’t even content with just ruling the orphanage. None of the children from the village below the mountain had escaped a lashing from her lizard-tail whip. She’d beat them until they scurried away, clutching their heads and crying, "Spare us, Boss!"
Calling her a little hell-raiser would be more like it.
The three of them recalled the days they were chased all over the house by their sister, and they all covered their faces or touched their foreheads in embarrassment.
’Yikes... Best not to even think about it.’
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"ACHOO!"
Wen Dabao let out a world-shaking sneeze and casually wiped her nose on the sleeve of her dad’s jacket, which was draped nearby.
Wen Lan ground his teeth. "I told you to be quiet! You made me burn the fish again! Wen Dabao, get out of here!"
Wen Dabao: "???"
’He pan-fried a pot of fish into a pot of ash, and it’s my fault?’
Wen Dabao grumbled as she moved her little stool to sit at the kitchen doorway, but she couldn’t resist running her mouth. "Dad, if you really can’t do it, why not go learn from that woman?"
Wen Lan: "Get lost!"
Wen Dabao: "I don’t have a problem eating this pot of bioweapons, but what if Little Treasure gets diarrhea after eating it? For your daughter’s sake, you’re not even willing to make this little sacrifice?"
Veins bulged on Wen Lan’s forehead from anger. "Easy for you to say. Why don’t you go?"
Wen Dabao shrank back. "This is adult business. Why drag a kid like me into it?"
Wen Lan laughed in exasperation. "Oh, so now you know you’re a kid?"
Wen Dabao clicked her tongue. "Dad, as a male of the species, you should possess the quality of selfless devotion to your child. What’s wrong with humbling yourself before that woman, Bai Su? If that’s too much, just use an alternate account and say you want to be her apprentice. Pay some money and have her teach you step-by-step."
"Look at my Great-Uncle! He’s always dropping a ton of Carnivals in her livestream for no reason. And then look at you! If you want to ask for a favor, you need to have the right attitude!"
Her "Great-Uncle" was Lu Tingyan, Wen Lan’s older male cousin, though the two had never met.
But Wen Dabao had always been the type to warm up to people quickly. Ever since she found out her great-uncle was not only her "Great-Uncle" but also the leader of Snow Country, she had been so excited she almost snuck into the military headquarters to shake his hand.
Luckily, Wen Lan had knocked her off the wall with a club, preventing this suicidal attempt at a family reunion.
Wen Lan held back his anger, chanting silently in his head, ’She’s my daughter. No matter how punchable she is, she’s still my child. Can’t hit her. If I hit her to death, I’ll have to pay with my life. Not worth it.’
He repeated this a dozen times in his mind before he could suppress the urge to thrash Wen Dabao. Opening his eyes, he dumped the "bioweapon" from the pan into the trash can.
Wen Dabao shook her head, tut-tutting. "You’re just being stubborn in your old age."
Wen Lan couldn’t take it anymore and rapped her on the head. "Shut up!"
Wen Dabao cried "OWW!" and clutched her head, grumbling, "You dare commit domestic violence against me! I’m gonna call my Great-Uncle and have the laws of Snow Country punish you!"
Wen Lan: "Keep babbling and you’re eating canned food for dinner!"
Wen Dabao fell silent.
She didn’t know why Wen Lan was so furious today. So what if she squatted on the front counter to drink her porridge? It was just a little unseemly.
Back at the International Alliance military camp, she’d even squatted by the head of the Alliance Director’s bed and taken a dump.
And that Director uncle hadn’t seemed nearly as angry as her dad was now.
He’d only docked Wen Lan’s salary for two years, that’s all.
Wen Dabao took his smart-terminal and yawned, bored out of her mind. Suddenly, her eyes darted around, and she went to a video platform, searched for Bai Su’s name, and clicked on it.
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In the general store out front, Bai Su knocked on the door as she came in carrying dinner. "Little Treasure, are you home?"
In the back kitchen, the father and daughter had yet to sense the impending crisis. One was cooking with a look of deep-seated resentment, while the other was fiddling with the smart-terminal, head down.
Wen Dabao cackled, holding up the smart-terminal, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Dad, no wonder you refused to go to Bai Su’s livestream to ask for help! It’s because she blocked your account, isn’t it?"
Wen Lan brandished his spatula, unable to bear it any longer. He spun around, about to smack her with it.
The moment he turned, his eyes met unexpectedly with Bai Su’s, who was holding the dinner.
Wen Lan felt his mind go completely blank with a roar.
’Why didn’t I strangle this little blabbermouth Wen Dabao sooner?!’
