Having achieved her goal, the brigade leader's wife quickly left Zhao Youcai's house.

Faced with this sudden act of goodwill, Zhao Youcai easily guessed the reason.

After all, given the original owner's temperament, the people in the production team would avoid her like the plague, so why would they bring her food?

He picked up his chopsticks and separated the stir-fried cabbage and wood ear mushrooms and the pickled cabbage and boiled pork on top, revealing the tightly packed sorghum rice underneath, and half a boiled egg hidden at the bottom of the bowl.

Zhao Youcai wasn't stupid. The fact that the brigade leader's wife suddenly brought him extra food probably had something to do with his second son's antics today.

It was obvious that the brigade leader had spoken, since everyone was struggling financially, and the production team wasn't exactly wealthy either.

When good food is delivered to your door, even a fool would eat it. But Zhao Youcai wasn't so selfless as to save it for his bunch of awful sons. He immediately started eating heartily, and soon a large bowl of food was gone.

Except for the fact that the large piece of fatty meat looked a bit greasy and was really hard to swallow, it was left behind.

Thinking that the little kids at home haven't had any meat in a long time, it would be a shame to give it to the village's big yellow dog, but keeping it for the kids wouldn't be a waste.

After finishing a large bowl, Zhao Youcai finally felt a bit full and prepared to go out for a walk to digest his food.

She had just opened the door when she bumped into her fourth son, Zhao Jianshe. If she hadn't been absolutely certain that she hadn't touched even a single piece of his clothes, she would have been in a daze and thought she had knocked him flying.

The fourth son, Zhao Jianshe, hadn't expected to see his father at the door, and instinctively took a big step back. Then, feeling ashamed, he quickly lowered his head, blushing, and obediently waited for his father's barrage of scolding.

After all, my dad used to say that he was so tough you couldn't even fart from him, and he'd get angry just looking at him.

Now that I've been so reckless and almost bumped into my dad, he's definitely going to be very angry.

After waiting for a long time without seeing him, Zhao Jianshe began to panic. He thought: Could it be that Dad fainted from fright? After all, Dad had been fainting quite frequently lately.

He looked up anxiously but saw no one, so he quickly looked down at the ground.

Zhao Jianshe panicked even more, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

How angry must Dad be? He didn't even bother to scold him and turned around to go back and get his things.

Zhao Jianshe's mind raced, trying to recall which farm tools were still at home. With one leg inside the door and the other outside, he waited to see if his father was going to chop with a knife or dig with a hoe, ready to run away at any moment if things went wrong.

He stood there dumbfounded at the door for a while, completely unaware that Zhao Youcai hadn't paid any attention to him at all, and had even strolled all the way to the school by now.

The sound of reading aloud reached Zhao Youcai's ears, and he felt his inexplicable irritability somewhat soothed.

Unfortunately, her eyes were too sharp; she spotted the dejected boy standing dejectedly by the door as punishment. Who else could it be but her own grandson?

Last night he was crying while hugging his own leg, happy that his sister could go to school with him, but today he made a mistake?

Zhao Youcai saw the teacher come out of the room with a stern face and a ruler. Without saying a word, he told his eldest grandson to reach out and then, gritting his teeth, gave him a dozen or so slaps.

Seeing his eldest grandson's tears streaming down his face as he tried hard to hold back his sobs, Zhao Youcai's anger flared up instantly.

Are all teachers these days so unreasonable? They physically punish other people's children to the point of being brutal?

Although Zhao Youcai didn't consider himself a good person, he wouldn't take his anger out on his child so easily. Now that he saw his child being beaten, he naturally got angry.

"Teacher, what did my child do wrong?"

Teacher Ma was startled by the sinister voice that suddenly appeared behind him. He turned around and saw an old man, and his imposing manner returned.

Teacher Ma considered himself to be a middle-aged man, and since he was at school, this old man shouldn't pose any threat to him.

"You're Zhao Changping's grandfather? Perfect! Take him back with you; my class can't tolerate such a bad student!"

Little Zhao Changping, whose palms were swollen from being hit, had been trying to be strong, but when his grandfather arrived, he immediately burst into loud sobs.

"I'm not a bad student! Grandpa! Changping isn't a bad student! He really isn't a bad student!"

Teacher Ma once again raised the ruler in her hand high and brought it down hard.

Zhao Youcai hurriedly grabbed his eldest grandson's arm and pulled him aside, causing Teacher Ma to lose control and strain her back.

Zhao Youcai's expression grew even colder. If he still couldn't see how much effort the male teacher in front of him had put in, he must be blind!

Although I don't know what my grandson did to make this teacher so angry, just the fact that he cried and hugged his granddaughter's leg last night to speak well of her shows that he is definitely not a bad student!

Before Teacher Ma could react, Zhao Youcai didn't give him a chance to speak, and pulled his eldest grandson toward the direction of the principal's office that he remembered.

"Grandpa, go and have the old principal give us a good talking-to. I want to ask Old Man Qian if it's okay for the school teachers to bully the children!"

Teacher Ma hadn't thought much of it at first, but when she heard Zhao Changping's grandfather address the principal as "Old Man Qian," she couldn't help but panic.

Does this old man know the principal? They seem to have a good relationship?

The principal's good friend's grandson was bullied so badly by him, how can he keep his job?

At this moment, Teacher Ma didn't care about the students in the class who were still reading the text, and hurriedly chased after Zhao Youcai and his grandson.

This primary school serves students from nearly eighty production teams in nine nearby villages, and the principal also lives nearby. It's not just Zhao Youcai who knows Principal Qian; everyone in the surrounding area knows him.

Zhao Youcai wasn't familiar with the principal, but he was more than capable of intimidating the arrogant teachers.

The teachers I don't remember were mostly educated youth sent to the countryside and living in other villages. This male teacher was probably only recently transferred to this primary school, and might still be in his internship phase.

Principal Qian was enjoying tea in his office, waiting for the school bell to ring so he could leave work. Hearing the commotion outside, he never expected that parents would come to his office at this hour.

How does one act as a homeroom teacher? And what about the grade-level director?

The matter had already reached his doorstep, and Principal Qian couldn't simply turn them away. If it damaged his reputation as the head of the school, it wouldn't be good for his colleagues to laugh at him.

Principal Qian stood up and opened the door. He recognized the person at the door and suddenly remembered who the old man in front of him was.

Isn't this Zhao Youcai, the only college student in the village?

The reason why Lao Qian was able to rise from a retired teacher to a respected principal is partly due to the influence of the Zhao family!

On the day Zhao Jianfei, the youngest son of the Zhao family, was admitted to university, the leaders of the county education bureau waved their hands and promoted all of Zhao Jianfei's homeroom teachers from elementary school to high school.

Upon seeing the distinguished guest, Principal Qian beamed with joy. "Brother Zhao, what brings you here? Picking up your grandson from school?"

Teacher Ma, who witnessed the entire scene, became even more panicked, and her heart pounded faster and faster.

What to do! Grandpa Zhao Changping is really familiar with the principal!

I finally managed to snatch this job from another educated youth, and I'll be officially hired in a week! What am I going to do?!