Chapter 1459： someone wants to steal a child (1/2)

Chapter 1459 Someone wants to steal the child

Xiao Yezi said angrily: "This is my ball, I don't want him to play."

The woman stared at Xiao Yezi: "What's the matter with your child, why are you so ignorant."

Luo Qiao was unhappy when she heard it, she pushed the crowd away and stepped forward. Before they could react, she lifted the ball up, and the football left their hands in one fell swoop.

Before they could react, Luo Qiao took the ball steadily: "Son, come here."

Xiao Yezi came over with a look of admiration: "Mom, you are awesome."

Luo Qiao glanced at her son: "You still practice martial arts, your own ball, and what nonsense are you talking to them."

Xiao Yezi muttered: "You don't say that you can learn martial arts, but you can't use it to bully people."

Luo Qiao heard it clearly, and said, "It's to prevent you from bullying others, but I didn't say that when others bully you, you can't take action."

The woman on the side reacted: "Who are you, why do you grab something when you come up?"

Really worried about this woman's IQ, Luo Qiao said with a half-smile, "The ball is in my hand, how did it become yours?"

also deliberately mocked: "Didn't you say it before, whoever owns it belongs to whoever owns it."

Neighbors who knew Luo Qiao also stood up and collectively attacked the mother and son: "It really deserves to be mother and son, they have the same virtue, is this thing yours? Just be so righteous."

"That's right, if whoever picks it up is whoever it is, it's not a mess."

"You can play if you want, but if you grab someone's ball and you're unreasonable, that's not right."

"That is, there is no one who teaches children like this. I can't complain that the child is holding the ball and refuses to let go. In the future, we must keep the children away from this child."

The little boy still wanted to cry.

Lu Yichen, who was standing behind Luo Qiao, glared at him and hid in his mother's arms in fright, not daring to show his face again.

The woman saw so many people saying that their mother and son were not, she took her son and was about to leave, the little boy was still a little unwilling: "My ball."

I just heard the woman say, "Good, go back and buy one for you, mom. What's so good about that ball, they've all played with it, and it's dirty."