187 Ancestor Worship
Just as the stick was about to strike, Sun Mei and Zhao Dong rushed over.
Sun Mei snatched the stick from Mrs. Wang's hand and shielded the three children behind her.
Zhao Zhitong, who had been acting tough just moments before, burst into tears the instant Sun Mei and Zhao Dong arrived, wailing her grievances, "WAAAH... Boo-hoo... Daddy, Mommy, Zhao Cai... Zhao Cai dirtied my clothes, and she hit me..."
Her cries were a symphony of misery and pitifulness.
Zhao Dong's heart nearly shattered. He quickly picked up Zhao Zhitong and began to comfort her.
Zhao Yue, who had been cheering Zhao Zhitong on just moments ago, was speechless.
Even Zhao Cai, who had been crying on the other side, stopped and stared at Zhao Zhitong. If it weren't for the lingering pain where she'd been hit, she might have even thought she was the one who had bullied Zhao Zhitong.
Then, she too closed her eyes and began to wail, as if competing with Zhao Zhitong.
