Poor little Sipang’s eyes were brimming with tears. Mrs. Zhou glanced at the others and asked, "Did you all bully my Sipang?"
"Aaaah..."
*They did. The Fifth Uncle poked me with a needle.*
Mrs. Zhou stroked her son’s head. "Don't cry. Mommy will take you back to the room. We won't play with them anymore; they’re bullying us."
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