"That's enough, we can basically wrap things up now."

When Ji Tuan saw Zhou Tao asking directly, he told her everything about why he was there and why he was there.

"Commander Ji, I know the organizational rules: I shouldn't ask what I shouldn't ask, and I shouldn't interfere in what I shouldn't interfere in. I'll head back now."

"Go back, go back and take good care of the children."

While we were quietly discussing everything that happened yesterday, from the incident to the complete victory, in the hospital room, I directly asked:

"Brother and sister, do you think there's something wrong with the fruit?"

"Why do you ask that?" the third brother asked, puzzled.

"Isn't fruit for eating? Why aren't we allowed to eat it?" Fourth Brother said.

"Maybe it was given away as a gift," said Sister Nan.

"Maybe there really is something wrong with the fruit," the older brother said, then asked me.

What do you think, Mianmian?

"I think the fruit itself is fine; the problem lies with the person who delivered it," I said.

"Why do you say that?" Sister Nan asked.

After pondering for a moment, the older brother said, "Mianmian is really smart."

"Big brother, what kind of riddle are you playing?" Third brother asked.

"Yes, eldest brother!" Fourth brother chimed in from behind.

"Think about why you all won the fights, but ultimately lost and got beaten up," the older brother asked instead of immediately explaining.

Fourth Brother "got kicked in the butt"

"Yeah, I got kicked," the third brother suddenly remembered the person who kicked him.

"Third Brother?" Fourth Brother still didn't understand and asked.

"Fourth brother, Mianmian, eldest brother, and third brother mean that the person who kicked you in the butt is suspicious."

"Second Sister, how did you know?" Fourth Brother asked.

"Isn't that common knowledge? He was arrested yesterday afternoon."

"What does that have to do with fruit?" Fourth Brother asked again.

"Yes," Third Brother also couldn't understand.

The older brother looked at his two clumsy younger brothers, not knowing what to do, and asked me, "Mianmian, what do you say?"

"I think the problem might not be with the person who kicked the third and fourth brothers, but rather with the classmate who led the beating of the two older brothers yesterday."

"Why do you say that, Mianmian?" Third Brother asked.

"Didn't you just say, brother? That classmate surnamed Zhou used to lead people to rob classmates and extort money. Didn't the police say he'll be sentenced?"

"Yes, what does this have to do with fruit?" Fourth Brother asked.

"As you just heard, among the three people who came to apologize, one of them is this student Zhou's father. He brought a gift to apologize. What do you say?"

"Mianmian means that the fruit is fine, but the problem is with the water," the older brother said.

Yes, there's more.

"Does this Zhou student's father know what his father does for a living, and is he trying to use his father to... get the police to release his son?" the older sister said.

I think so.

"He's trying to bribe his father," the fourth brother said.

"Fourth brother, you're only realizing this now?" Third brother rolled his eyes and said.

"I, I..." Fourth Brother stammered, unsure what to say.

I quickly added, "Third Brother, haven't you ever thought about why they would rob us in the first place?"

"They're just eyeing my slingshot."

"Then why should I be envious of yours instead of my older brother's?"

"That's because they can't beat Big Brother," Fourth Brother said.

"Nonsense. I didn't bring a slingshot to school at all," the older brother said.

"I don't have any either," said Sister Nan.

"Yeah, if we hadn't taken it to school, we wouldn't have gotten a beating," the third brother said.

"Actually, it's not that it's impossible, it's just that you're being too high-profile," I said.

"Why?" Third Brother asked.

"If you take it to school and don't show it off, but instead play with it on the way home after school, who would dare to do it? There are so many adults on that way home from school."

"That's true," said the third brother.

"It's all in the past now, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, haven't you two thought about why you were kicked by that bad guy?"

"Isn't it because he's a bad guy?" Fourth Brother asked.

"What were you doing when you knocked him down?"

"What are you doing? It looks like you're just standing there with your hands on your hips, laughing at them," Fourth Brother said without thinking.

"Mianmian, what do you mean?" Nan Nan asked.

"What Mianmian meant was that if you hadn't rushed to laugh at them after beating them down, but instead observed the surrounding situation, they wouldn't have ended up like this," the older brother said.

After listening to their eldest brother's words, Sister Nan, Third Brother, and Fourth Brother all lowered their heads to think:

Sister Nan said, "If you've brought someone down to their wits' end, and you look around and there aren't any other unfavorable conditions around you, you should go with the flow and leave as soon as possible."

Don't linger there. Go back to school and find your teacher, or go home and tell your parents.

If, after falling on hard times, you discover unfavorable factors around you, assess the situation and try to resolve what you can yourself. If you can't, consider your surroundings and where's closest. If you're near home, find your parents; if you're near school, find your teachers; if you're near the police, find them. If all else fails, you'll have to desperately run towards crowded places.

"Nan Nan is right," the eldest brother agreed with his sister, and seeing that his third brother wanted to speak, he asked, "Third brother, is there anything you want to say?"

"When I defeated them, I shouldn't have been arrogant and complacent. I should have taken Lao Si and left quickly, and then none of this would have happened," Third Brother said after thinking for a moment.

"I think it's not just about leaving. If I hadn't stood by and laughed at them, but instead turned my back on Third Brother, the person who made me kick them would probably have gotten into a different situation," Fourth Brother said.

I didn't expect my fourth brother to think this way; it's practically the standard idea for dual-soldier combat these days.

The older brother thought about what he would be like in that situation. Regardless of who he was with, as long as there were two people, one in front and one behind, observing all directions, they could resolve any problems that arose promptly. But what if there were three people or just one person? He quickly said:

"Tell a few people your ideas, and once you two have recovered, let's try fighting back-to-back to see how it goes. If possible, we'll try it with three or four people."

"But who can we look for?" Third Brother asked.

"That's easy, we'll go find Uncle Fang later."

Will this work?

"We'll find out if it works or not by trying."

And so this meeting, which wasn't really a meeting, came to an end. But in the two years that followed, the five of us became frequent visitors to Uncle Fang's house.

Finally, having exhausted all other options, the eldest brother wrote a letter to Uncle Shen, who lived far away. The letter contained the following content:

"Some time ago, my third brother and fourth brother were robbed by older classmates on their way home from school. After they beat the classmate who robbed them to the ground, they were caught off guard and attacked from behind. They were kicked from behind and ended up in the hospital."