Chapter 195 Jiang Wanqiu is definitely not someone to be trifled with!

Jiang Wanqiu listened to Ping An's words with a frown, and she was furious.

"Ping An, which building does Hu Xiaohu, the one who led the charge in accusing you of cheating, live in?"

Ping An paused for a moment, then lifted his tear-streaked eyelashes and looked at Jiang Wanqiu's unfriendly expression. He was somewhat confused, but still subconsciously answered, "Building 3... Building 3."

"good."

Jiang Wanqiu only said one word.

She released Ping An, turned around and took the thick military overcoat from the wall and put it on, then picked up the old-fashioned military flashlight that was standing on the windowsill by the door.

She took Ping An's hand and said, "Come on, Mom will take you to get justice."

Ping An was stunned: "Then Mom, the food..."

"We'll eat when we get back!" Jiang Wanqiu snorted. "If I'm not feeling well, even if you set out a table full of dragon meat, it will taste bitter!"

The military compound is deserted after dark, with only a few buildings in the distance casting dim yellow light from their windows.

She walked so fast and hurriedly that Ping An almost had to jog to keep up.

Just as I reached the fork in the road between Building 2 and Building 3, I ran into several military wives who had finished their meal and were out for a stroll.

The one leading the group was Li Yanhong, who was still cracking sunflower seeds in her hand. She was startled when she saw Jiang Wanqiu's posture.

"Oh dear, Wanqiu! What are you doing? Why do you look so pale?" Li Yanhong came closer. "Did you have a fight with Commander Zhao?"

Several military wives who followed also cast curious glances at them.

Jiang Wanqiu continued walking, pointing the flashlight in her hand towards Building No. 3:

“We didn’t argue. My son got first place in school, but he was wrongly accused of cheating, and he’s feeling really wronged right now! As his mother, I have to take him to find someone to ask him what happened, so that people won’t think that our son Ping’an is an orphan who can be bullied at will!”

As soon as she said that, the eyes of the others lit up.

This is big news!

This is going to be interesting.

"Who is it? Whose kid has such a foul mouth?"

"That's right, Ping An is such an honest kid, how could he possibly cheat!"

Jiang Wanqiu didn't shy away from the topic; instead, she seemed to be saying it on purpose for everyone to hear: "Who else could it be but Hu Xiaohu, the son of Director Hu! Come on, everyone, go and see for yourselves, and help me judge whether there's any truth to the claim that someone who scored 92 points can actually cheat on someone who scored 100 points!"

Upon hearing that it was Officer Hu's family, the expressions on the faces of the military wives became even more interesting.

That family usually relied on Hu, the clerk, to have a bit of power, and acted arrogantly, offending many people.

This was going to be interesting, so the group immediately followed. By the time Jiang Wanqiu pulled Ping An to the entrance of Unit 2, Building 3, a small group of neighbors who had come to watch the spectacle had already followed them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Jiang Wanqiu pounded on the door with considerable force; the sound could be heard throughout almost the entire building.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and Hu Xiaohu's mother, Wang Jinfeng, with a toothpick in her mouth, picked her teeth and poked her head out impatiently: "Who is it, knocking on my door?"

When she saw that the person standing at the door was Jiang Wanqiu with a dark face, and a group of people standing behind her, she was stunned for a moment.

"Jiang... Sister Jiang? What's this...?"

Jiang Wanqiu didn't waste any words with her, pulling Ping An from behind to the front, her chin slightly raised:

"Sister-in-law, call your son Hu Xiaohu out. I have something to ask him in person."

Wang Jinfeng immediately became displeased. She blocked the doorway, her eyebrows furrowed, and said, "What time is it? My Xiaohu is doing his homework. Can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

"Doing homework?" Jiang Wanqiu sneered. "Perfect! Let him take out his homework and compare it with my Ping An's right here! Today at school, your Hu Xiaohu led the spread of rumors that my Ping An's perfect score on the test was cheated, that he copied it from him! Today I want to ask him in front of everyone: my Ping An got 100 in both Chinese and Math, first in the class; your Xiaohu only got 92. Tell me, how did Ping An manage to copy your genius's test to get such a perfect score?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the neighbors who had been watching the commotion behind her burst into suppressed laughter.

That's such a hurtful thing to say!

Wang Jinfeng was both angry and embarrassed by the laughter. She turned around and yelled into the house, "Hu Xiaohu! You little brat, get out here!"

Soon, Hu Xiaohu emerged from the inner room with his head hanging low.

As soon as he saw Ping An standing at the door, his eyes immediately began to dart away.

"What's going on?!" Wang Jinfeng asked, pinching her son's ear.

Hu Xiaohu winced in pain and stammered, "It's...it's what Teacher Zhang said...everyone says so..."

"Everyone's saying?" Jiang Wanqiu persisted. "You believe everything the teacher says? The teacher told you to jump off the train bridge, why didn't you go? You're not as good at studying as others, so you join in smearing them. What are you up to? You're so young, and your mind is already so twisted. What will you be like when you grow up?"

As she spoke, she looked at Wang Jinfeng and said, "Sister-in-law, children are young and don't know any better; they all need to be taught by adults. Today, your Hu Xiaohu must apologize to my Ping An! Otherwise, this matter is not over. Tomorrow, I will go directly to your husband Hu and have a chat with him, asking him how he can be such a good person, unable to even teach a child properly, and a terrible parent!"

"You!" Wang Jinfeng was most annoyed by people talking about her husband, Lao Hu.

She pulled her son behind her, put her hands on her hips, and adopted a protective stance: "Hey Jiang Wanqiu, what are you doing? The kids are just bickering at school, what's the big deal? Why are you making such a big deal out of it? Just because you're the wife of a regimental commander, you've got a lot more power and are starting to bully ordinary people like us!"

"I bullied you?" Jiang Wanqiu laughed angrily. "Don't you know who bullied whom? Since you think the child is too young to understand and you, as an adult, don't know how to teach, fine, I'll teach them for you!"

As she spoke, she actually took a step forward and reached out to grab Hu Xiaohu's arm.

"What are you doing! You dare to hit someone?!" Wang Jinfeng screamed, desperately protecting her son, and the two immediately started shoving each other at the door.

"Hitting him was too lenient!" Jiang Wanqiu was pregnant and her movements were inconvenient, but her aura was as imposing as a mountain. "I want to ask you, is this the kind of upbringing your Hu family has? Is it that when you see someone better than yourself, you only know how to spread rumors, slander, and throw mud? You can't stand seeing others do well? With such a family tradition, it's no wonder that you raised a child who stabs you in the back!"

After hearing Jiang Wanqiu's words, the neighbors around her started pointing and gossiping.

This family is known for their tendency to stir up trouble and cause problems; everyone in the neighborhood keeps their distance from them.

She was used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and when she saw Jiang Wanqiu's attitude today, which showed that she was determined to make a big scene, she immediately felt intimidated.

Especially looking at Jiang Wanqiu's slightly protruding belly, if something were to happen during a scuffle here, her husband would skin her alive!

After weighing the pros and cons, Wang Jinfeng's arrogance vanished instantly.

She gritted her teeth, grabbed Hu Xiaohu, and pressed the back of his head down to his chest.

"Apologize! Apologize to Ping An right now!"

Hu Xiaohu was usually a little tyrant at school, so he had never been subjected to this before.

But his mother was incredibly strong. He stiffened his neck and reluctantly forced out a few words through clenched teeth: "I...I'm sorry..."

Ping An stood beside her mother, watching Hu Xiaohu, who was usually arrogant and looked down on everyone, now hanging his head like a defeated rooster. Ping An finally felt a great deal of relief.

But Jiang Wanqiu showed no sign of giving up.

She gently stroked Ping An's head and pulled him into her arms. Then, she looked up, surveyed all the onlookers, and raised her voice:

"Thank you all for your judgment today, uncles, aunts, grandpas, and grandmas. We accept your apologies. But!"

She changed the subject:

"I will go to the school myself first thing tomorrow morning and find their homeroom teacher! My child, Jiang Wanqiu, has done something wrong, and no one can pin the blame on him! But he got first place through his own ability, and no one can smear his name!"

"This matter is not over!"

That evening, Ping An, having calmed down, ate two more bowls of rice than usual, and in the end, he didn't even leave any food for Zhao Wenchang.

Ping An was initially a little embarrassed when he realized that he hadn't left any food for Zhao Wenchang, but Jiang Wanqiu jokingly told him that it was okay, his father was tall and strong, and he wouldn't starve if he missed a meal.

As a result, Zhao Wenchang returned home in the middle of the night after a long day of work and saw that the big pot in the kitchen was empty, and he let out another wail.

The next day, Jiang Wanqiu got ready and went to school with Ping An.

When I arrived at the office, Teacher Zhang was leaning back in her chair, holding a covered enamel mug in her hands, slowly blowing on the steam, chatting and laughing with the teacher next to her.

Jiang Wanqiu walked in, and everyone in the office looked over, except for Teacher Zhang, who seemed not to see her at all, not even bothering to lift her eyelids.

She took a sip of hot tea before speaking in a nonchalant tone, as if addressing the air: "If you're here to plead for your child, then forget it. Cheating is cheating. Schools have their rules, and they can't be changed just by making a fuss."

These words were spoken in a sarcastic tone, and the office immediately fell silent as several teachers pricked up their ears.

Jiang Wanqiu wasn't annoyed and walked straight to Teacher Zhang's desk.

“Teacher Zhang,” Jiang Wanqiu’s voice was flat, revealing no emotion, “I’m not here to plead for leniency, I’m here to ask for evidence.”

Teacher Zhang then raised her eyes, which were filled with contempt and impatience.

"Evidence?" She glanced at Jiang Wanqiu sideways. "Don't you, as his mother, know what Ping An is like in class? He's either sleeping or fighting after class. He was expelled last semester, and he wasn't keeping up with the other students. And then suddenly he got a perfect score and was first in the class? That's the biggest evidence!"

Jiang Wanqiu continued, "What I'm asking is, during the exam, did any of the proctors see my Ping An sneaking in notes or turning around to copy from someone else? Conviction requires evidence. If everyone were like you, able to condemn someone with just a few words, the world would be in chaos long ago!"

Upon hearing this, Teacher Zhang's face instantly turned red.

Evidence? Of course she didn't have any.

With two teachers and so many students in the exam room, who can keep an eye on Ping An the whole time?

She immediately turned cold and warned, "I've been teaching for over ten years, what kind of students haven't I seen? I know his little schemes without even looking! Let me tell you, Jiang Wanqiu, like father, like son. If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too! If the parents are so unreasonable, no wonder the children they raise are dishonest!"