Molly frowned at the boy with short hair and a tiger’s head in front of her.


    “Where’s the Bean Batch?”


    Her childish, milky voice was cute when she said this.


    The boy stared at her and said, “You’re a girl, I won’t beat you up, but if you don’t recognize me as the boss, I’ll beat him up!”


    “Don’t you dare! If you dare to beat up my brother, I’ll beat you up!” Molly was unfazed, pursing her lips and ring at him.


    The boyughed, “You’ll beat me up? Look at your little face and you want to beat me up, I’ll push you down with a gentle push, you’ll have to cry.”


    “Bullying the little one with the big one and still feel honored, shameless!” Molly appealed to him.


    At this time the teacher came and interrupted the argument between them.


    “Since Tavish and Molly are back in ss, the teacher will introduce Jakin Stutzman, a transfer student in our ss, again today. Jakin, you are the big boy and you can’t bully them both.”


    “Teacher, why are they both in our ss when they are so small?”


    The students in this ss are basically eight or nine years old, which makes Molly and Tavish especially small.


    “Because they both have the overall ability to be in our ss.” The teacher exined.


    “Meaning that they are very small but have good brains?”


    The teacher couldn’t help but feel that this was more or less a straightforward statement.


    “Okay, ss is in session.”


    There was nothing wrong with the ss, although Molly and Tavish had note to ss for a long time, and did not affect the progress, after a short pause in ss to keep up with the progress.


    After ss, the boy came directly to Molly and knocked on her desk.


    “I hear you guys are smart?”


    “We’re not going to be your little brothers.” Molly said righteously.


    “How about this, from now on you help me with my homework, and I’ll cover you?”


    “No way!”


    Jakin pulled over a chair to sit next to Molly and nag her, but just as he tried to sit down, he found his cor was grabbed.


    “Stay away from my sister.” Tavish grimaced, his eyes stern.


    “You!” He was instantly upset, “Just because I’m polite to your sister, doesn’t mean I’m polite to you!”


    He was about to make a move on Tavish, but before he could do so, Molly grabbed the book in her hand and pped it against his hand.


    “Don’t you dare touch my brother, I’ll p you down!” Molly looked at him fiercely.


    Jakin was pped by the book and felt his brain buzzing, a little dizzy, almost did not stand.


    “You, how can you be so strong?” He spoke in a smaller voice.


    “So don’t mess with me, or I’ll make you look good!” Molly warned.


    The ss soon started again, and Jakin was dazed in this ss, and asionally nced at Molly in the front row, but Molly did not look at him.


    The ss before school ended, Jakin came to Molly again, “Hey, don’t leave after school, let’s have a fight, how about it?”


    Molly rolled her eyes, “What’s wrong with you?”


    “Didn’t you say you were good at fighting? Try it, or are you afraid?”


    “I’m not going to fight an idiot.”


    “Who are you calling an idiot?” Jakin was instantly upset.


    “Whoever answers says who, can’t even answer the teacher’s question correctly, idiot.”


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    “I didn’t want to answer that!”


    Molly didn’t answer, she just picked up her book and gestured, with the attitude: Go away or I’ll p you with the book!


    At the end of the school day, Molly and Tavish got in their car and left.


    “Boss, it’s better not to bother them, they are not easy to mess with.” The little brother whispered next to him.


    He was a seven or eight year old boy, small in size, notparable to Jakin.


    “What are you talking about? There are people I can’t mess with? What a joke! Wait, I’ll make them both be little brothers for me!” Not too young, but not too loud.


    Molly and Tavish sat in the car and discussed Jakin.


    “Brother, can I beat him up? He’s so annoying!”


    “If he annoys you again, you can hit him.” Tavish didn’t think much of Jakin, he was just a kid.


    “Fine! Tomorrow if he bothers me, I’ll beat him up!”


    When they got home, Nydia asked if they had encountered anything interesting, and Molly told them about Jakin.


    “Huh? He wants to be your boss?”


    “Yeah, no way, I can beat him with one hand!” Molly stretched out her own little arm and waved it.


    “Molly, Mommy believes you can beat him with two hands, one hand, exaggerated exaggerated.”


    After all, people are nine years old and Molly is only six, a difference of three years, another difference between a boy and a girl.


    Molly and Tavish’s ss, equivalent to the third grade teaching level of elementary school, there are eight or nine year olds is normal, this is originally an elite aristocratic school, are subject to test assessment, of course, if you are willing to give the school to finance a lot of money, can also be rtively lower requirements.


    “I’m going to have two sets of punches tonight before I go to bed!” Molly looked confident and couldn’t even look at Jakin.


    In the evening while Molly was boxing with her boxing teacher, Nydia and Tavish had a little chat, thinking that if Jakin wasn’t that bad of a kid, it would be better to have a small fight and not hurt him.


    “Mummy, Tavish knows, don’t worry.”


    The next day when Molly and Tavish went to school again, Jakin actually didn’te to school.


    Although Molly thought it was a bit strange, she thought it was good that this annoying person didn’te.


    She told Nydia about it, and Nydia thought of Molly’s patting Jakin on the head yesterday, so she called the teacher to ask why Jakin wasn’ting to school.


    The teacher gave the reason that Jakin wasn’t feeling well and asked for leave.


    It’s not possible that the p caused a concussion, right? After all, children’s heads are more fragile, plus Molly’s strength is really strong.


    And head injuries can sometimes dy reactions.


    After she hung up the phone and thought about it, she sent a message to Tavish:


    [Mommy will pick you up at the end of the school day, we will go see Jakin, Mommy is worried that he is not feeling well probably because he was hit on the head by Molly yesterday]


    Tavish thought it was unlikely, but didn’t say anything, just replied [okay].


    On Nydia’s side, she received TeebMs Shur, whom she had previously contacted at the charity g. She had previously booked a dress and a suit with Nydia, and today she was bringing her daughter over for measurements.


    “Ms Shur, this is the gown and suit set I designed during this time, you guys take a look at it first and tell me if there is anything that needs to be improved.”


    “Nana, this is Nydia whom I mentioned to you.”


    “Hello hello, I’ve heard my mother mention you many times, and when I see you in person today, you look even better than in the photo, is this your face or are you wearing light makeup? Your skin is in such good condition.”


    “Light makeup.” She replied with a smile.


    Mother and daughter looked at the design and were very satisfied, only a small modification was proposed, no impact on the overall, Nydia readily epted and then gave them both measurements.