Liu Bamei: "What's so good about it? He can't even speak a word, he's a mute, what's so good about him?"

To dissuade Liu Bamei from her idea, the homeroom teacher dropped a bombshell: "Pan Yiming's parents, Pan Yiming is really smart, he just doesn't like to talk. He has already gone to the middle school to talk to the principal, and he will skip a grade next semester and go straight to the third year of junior high. I heard that many middle school teachers know about this, and it's basically settled."

Liu Bamei...

"Then he absolutely can't read it! I, as his mother, don't even know if he respects me? Filial piety is the most important thing in everything, he's trying to do something outrageous!"

So Liu Bamei made a scene in elementary school and then in junior high.

In the afternoon, Yang Wanwan saw Liu Bamei in person at the school.

Liu Bamei's outburst infuriated the principal. "Pan Yiming's mother, you're being too biased! Your Pan Fugui can study, so why can't Pan Yiming?"

Liu Bamei said, "Our family is rich and intelligent!"

The principal snorted, but did not deny Pan Fugui's involvement.

Although Pan Fugui wasn't a top student, he wasn't at the bottom either. The principal was a kind person and wouldn't say that Pan Fugui's grades wouldn't even get him into a vocational school.

The principal said, "But do you know how smart your Pan Yiming is? He taught himself the entire junior high school curriculum, and when we gave him practice questions, he got a perfect score in every subject. That's unparalleled in this entire area. I guarantee you, he'll definitely get into a prestigious university. Won't you benefit from that?"

Liu Bamei was stunned.

So smart?

She had worked in the city and knew what a prestigious university meant.

But precisely because she knew...

"No, this is a family matter, Principal, you shouldn't interfere. It's settled then, I'm taking the mute guy home. If any of you dare to take him in, I'll go to their house and cause trouble. No matter how good your grades are, you still need good character. He's driving his dad crazy, and you're still letting him study? Isn't that just setting a bad example?"

The principal's greatest achievement during this period was discovering the genius, Pan the Mute. How could he bear to let Pan the Mute go? He angrily said, "I'm going to take care of this matter today! I'll pay for his tuition!"

Liu Bamei's face hardened. "Principal, are you trying to force my Pan Daqin to his death? Pan Daqin is in poor health, and his mute son isn't here to take care of him, yet he's carefree studying at school. Are you trying to force our whole family to our deaths? Fine, then I'll come to the school every day..."

The principal said disdainfully, "I heard that when Pan Yiming came home, Pan Daqin pretended to be sick and groaned in bed. While Pan Yiming was working in the fields, your Pan Daqin was always at home watching TV, and he was perfectly healthy!"

The villagers all know about this; it's become a joke.

Liu Bamei didn't care. Upon hearing this, she slapped her thigh and cried out, "My God! Everyone come and see! The principal is going to drive our whole family to our deaths! Is there no law in the world anymore?! Oh dear, oh dear, everyone come and see..."

Liu Bamei, like a madwoman, walked to the nearest classroom and started singing to the students, turning the classroom into chaos.

I can't attend class!

Liu Bamei sings a line, then slaps her thigh...

headmaster:……

Looking at Liu Bamei throwing a tantrum, Yang Wanwan wished she could summon the Stone Man to teach her a lesson.

However, punishing her won't solve the problem.

People like Liu Bamei, who are unreasonable and argumentative, are rare finds everywhere.

The principal was driven to the brink of despair.

Schools are closed.

In the end, Liu Bamei returned home victorious.

The principal didn't dare say anything more.

However, the principal, valuing talent, had another idea, which neither Liu Bamei nor Pan the mute knew.

When Liu Bamei returned home, Pan the Mute was not in the bedroom. She proudly showed off her achievements to Pan Daqin.

When Pan Daqin heard the principal personally affirm that Pan the Mute could get into a prestigious university, he suddenly hesitated. "Ba Mei, you say, let him take the college entrance exam..."

Liu Bamei suddenly shouted, "Foolish! If he gets into a prestigious university and knows more, aren't you afraid that things will get out?"

Pan Daqin stammered, "Well, it's nothing, isn't it? After all, we raised him..."

"Shut up! Don't you know how I've treated him all these years? You want me dead...?"

Pan Daqin dared not say another word.

Liu Bamei gave him a few more warnings and whispered a lot of things before Pan Daqin patted his chest in relief, saying, "Then let him come back to work and serve me as soon as possible."

Liu Bamei nodded in satisfaction.

Pan, the mute, was outside the door and heard a lot of what was said, but he couldn't hear it very clearly.

To prevent the principal from changing his mind, Liu Bamei caused a scene at the school almost every day.

Of course, Pan the Mute stayed at home to serve Pan Daqin.

The service mainly involved helping Pan Daqin walk around the yard, doing his laundry and cooking, and then dealing with the farm work, which was still Pan the mute's responsibility.

Liu Bamei leisurely ate sunflower seeds and watched TV.

Having a free helper at home is great.

A few days later, Liu Bamei felt that Pan the Mute had become more obedient, so she relaxed her surveillance on him a little and went off to play cards by herself.

At this time, Pan the Mute would take the opportunity of working in the paddy fields to go to the scrap yard to read books.

That day, as he came out of the scrap yard, he saw Yang Wanwan standing not far away, holding a bucket in her hand.

Pan the mute recognized the bucket.

This is the bucket that Shang Tao used to bring him lunch.

The food was served in a large bowl, which was placed in a bucket. The bowl was covered with a book or a piece of cloth for concealment.

Pan the mute's eyes suddenly became a little moist.

He silently walked towards Yang Wanwan, took the bucket from her hand, and the two walked side by side towards the edge of the field.

Pan the Mute walked behind Yang Wanwan, watching the girl's slender figure, which exuded a captivating strength.

When they reached a flat area, Yang Wanwan said, "Yiming, have you ever thought about breaking away from your family?"

Pan the mute paused, his gaze fixed on Yang Wanwan's face.

"If you want, I can help you."

Pan the mute's gaze remained unchanged, his expression calm.

"You're so smart, you shouldn't stay here. Yiming, leave. If you want to repay your parents for raising you, you can make something of yourself outside and then come back to repay them. Don't worry, given your parents' circumstances, they won't starve. But if you stay here, you'll be enslaved to death by them sooner or later. And no one will stand up for you."

Yang Wanwan took out a notebook and said, "This is a notebook I'm giving you as a keepsake."

Pan the mute took the notebook.

The title page bears the inscription: "Life is like rowing against the current; if you don't move forward, you fall behind."

Yang Wanwan's handwriting is very expansive, and this sentence is written with a particularly free and unrestrained style.

It carries a sense of untamed spirit and flamboyant boldness.

Pan Yiming's gaze was fixed on this line of words, and a sense of pride inexplicably arose in his heart.