Chapter 22 Chapter 22 [VIP]
Boom!
At this moment, more than ten miles away at Yu City No. 4 Middle School, there were also muffled sounds of people hitting their bodies.
In the alley opposite the gate of Yu City No. 4 Middle School, four or five high school students were fighting.
Under the dim light, from a distance it looked like a group of wild cats fighting for food at the risk of their lives.
"Stop fighting! Someone's going to tell the teacher!"
"The Dean is here! Stop immediately! If you get caught, you'll be punished!"
Several people were fighting fiercely, not knowing what was happening in the world, until someone at the alley entrance shouted that the teacher was coming, and then some of them left in a panic.
Those who escaped first were not the winners of the conflict. On the contrary, several of them had bruises on their faces to varying degrees.
The reason why he ran so fast was that he did not want to lose both the wife and the army.
He's already badly injured, it would be so embarrassing if he were to be taken back and punished!
"Son! Don't run away if you dare! I'll beat you to death!"
Hai Yan, who was outnumbered four, finally stood up from the ground, spat at them, picked up their dropped books, and threw them at them.
He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. When Hai Yan came out of the alley, the people watching at the entrance of the alley tacitly made way for him with him as the center of the circle.
The dean of studies didn't really come; the students lied to persuade them to disperse.
The dean of studies leaves after school in the afternoon, and only the head teachers of each class will accompany the students to night study.
After picking up the schoolbag that had been thrown in the corner and straightening the bicycle that was leaning against the tree, and dusting off the dust on the bag, Hai Yan continued pushing the bicycle towards the intersection in the east as if nothing had happened.
After reaching the intersection, turn south and walk about a hundred meters, you can see Qiao Jiaxin waiting at the door of the wonton shop from afar.
"Is your class running late? Why is it so late?"
Taking two steps towards Hai Yan who was pushing the cart, Qiao Jiaxin's tone was filled with a hint of blame.
The temperature dropped in the past two days, and it was close to zero degrees at night.
Even though Qiao Jiaxin was wearing ear warmers and gloves, the wind on the street was so strong that her hands and feet were cold.
Premature love is prohibited in school, especially for senior high school students who are about to take the college entrance examination. They are closely watched by teachers, for fear that ignorant love will affect their future.
Qiao Jiaxin and Hai Yan were not in a relationship, but in order to avoid misunderstanding, they used this wonton shop as their gathering point.
Get off here during the day and gather here after school in the evening.
Hai Yan's regular class rarely stayed after class, so most of the time he arrived first. There had never been a situation where Qiao Jiaxin had to wait here for more than 40 minutes without seeing anyone.
Qiao Jiaxin was so cold that she tucked her nose and mouth into her scarf, leaving only her eyes exposed as she stared at him.
When he pushed the cart closer and she saw the injuries on his face and his soiled clothes, she straightened her neck and asked, "Did you have a fight?"
"Go home, get in the car."
Hai Yan didn't answer her, but just raised his legs and sat on the car.
Qiao Jiaxin didn't respond to him, but instead patted the dirty part of his body with her hand. "Can you be more mature? You're already eighteen, why are you still fighting like a child? If the teacher finds out and gives you a disciplinary notice, you'll have a criminal record for the rest of your life."
Complaints may be complaints, but Qiao Jiaxin knows Hai Yan; he is not an impulsive person.
Don't be fooled by his tall stature and heroic features, which make him look tough. However, his temperament is just like his name, as firm and steady as the rocks on the seashore. No matter how rough the waves are, they will not affect him at all.
Unless something unbearable happens.
"What's going on?" Qiao Jiaxin asked again.
Hai Yan said calmly: "It's okay."
Qiao Jiaxin asked again insistently: "Will you tell me or not?"
Seeing Qiao Jiaxin was not giving up, Hai Yan had to tell her the truth, "It was just that a few people in Class 7 were talking dirty, and I couldn't stand it, so I beat them up."
Qiao Jiaxin: "Did they scold you?"
Hai Yan: "No, but I made up a rumor about you."
Qiao Jiaxin: ???
"What rumors are you making about me?"
Hai Yan: "Huang Yao."
Qiao Jiaxin:!!!
Qiao Jiaxin transferred to No. 4 Middle School this semester. She ranked among the top ten in her grade in the first exam and has been among the top students in every subsequent exam.
No. 4 Middle School is not a key middle school in the city. Not many students can be admitted to universities every year, and even fewer can be admitted to a first-class university. Judging from Qiao Jiaxin's grades, she has the hope of being admitted to Henan University.
Good students are always the most popular with teachers, especially those in the third year of high school.
In order to allow the dozen or so students in the grade to concentrate on preparing for the exam, the school teachers gave them a lot of green lights.
But the teacher's love is also a double-edged sword. While it brings a lot of convenience, it also attracts a lot of questioning voices.
Many people were curious about why Qiao Jiaxin transferred schools at this critical juncture of her senior year of high school, and were also curious about why she, who clearly had a city hukou, lived in a village on the outskirts of the city.
Among the many speculations, the hat caused the most trouble:
Some people said that Qiao Jiaxin was in a relationship with a senior in her previous school, which affected the senior's performance in the college entrance examination. She was expelled because her parents went to the school to complain.
Some people said that the senior's family had some influence and caused trouble, so he had to move to the village.
Some people also said that Qiao Jiaxin had done something shameful and returned to the village to recuperate, otherwise why would she be so weak all day long? It was because her body had not recovered from the surgery...
In addition, Qiao Jiaxin is beautiful in herself, and like the Little Dragon Girl in "Lovers and Entourage", she has a cold and indifferent attitude towards everyone, which makes...
Normally these voices were very restrained, but after Qiao Jiaxin came and ranked fifth in the grade, these yellow voices suddenly rolled over.
Hai Yan had heard a few of these things before, and thought they were just the gossip of those girls who were jealous of her, so she didn't bother to take them seriously.
Until today...
"You're talking about Qiao Jiaxin. Well, I didn't really date her, but I did play with her once."
"Well, it's really nice. Look, these two scratches on my shoulders were made by her."
"Don't be fooled by her ladylike appearance. In fact, she is a bit of a jerk in bed... hehe~"
When those second-rate guys in school were talking about Qiao Jiaxin, Hai Yan happened to hear them behind them.
Hai Yan knew that the man just wanted to show off in front of his followers and appear to be so manly and awesome.
But listening to the man's nonsense, he felt inexplicably angry, especially when he laughed shamelessly.
Hai Yan did not take action at first. He just warned them not to spread rumors anymore, otherwise they would pay the price. But those people did not listen and told him not to meddle in other people's business.
So the next second, the "price" Hai Yan mentioned fell on his nose...
Hai Yan was not seriously injured. Even if he was fighting one against four, those people combined would not be his match.
He was wearing warm clothes in winter, and the fight did not hurt his bones or muscles. No one knew what was wrong with his body, but all that could be seen were two bruises on his face.
"Let them say whatever they want. How can white be called black?"
As Qiao Jiaxin spoke, she pulled the torn scarf off his neck.
"It won't turn black, but it will turn yellow. This is just spreading in school. If it spreads to society, how will you live?" Hai Yan's tone became higher and higher, and he was more anxious than her.
Qiao Jiaxin knew he was doing this for her own good.
In fact, at school, there were occasionally a few gusts of wind blowing past her ears, but she chose to ignore them.
At that time, she had just moved back to Jicheng Village. Because she had no one to support her and didn't want her grandmother to get anxious and angry about these rumors, she didn't want to cause trouble. No matter how unpleasant the words were, she pretended not to hear them.
The situation is different now. So what if no one supports me? Money can do it.
Just like what Liu Shuqin told her, she must stand up straight from now on.
Qiao Jiaxin has been thinking about how to cut the long tongues outside. If she hadn't been busy reviewing for the exam, she would have done it long ago.
What she didn't expect was that before she could think of a solution, Hai Yan took action on her behalf.
"Okay, okay, don't worry, I know what to do."
Seeing blood seeping from the corner of his mouth again, Qiao Jiaxin dipped it with her sleeve and said, "Does it still hurt? Do you want to come back to my house later? I can put some medicine on you."
"No need," Hai Yan shook his head, "Just go home and get some sleep for a night."
As she spoke, Qiao Jiaxin took off the scarf from her neck and handed it to him, "Wear mine. Your scarf is unraveling. I'll mend it for you when we get home tonight and give it back to you in the morning."
"No, I..."
Hai Yan wanted to reach out and take his scarf back, but Qiao Jiaxin dodged him.
"You don't trust my craft? I learned how to knit scarves from my grandma in middle school."
It's not that I can't trust it, it's...
Qiao Jiaxin's scarf is dark red, with many tassels hanging on both ends.
How could a grown man like him wear a little girl's scarf?
Without waiting for Hai Yan to speak again, Qiao Jiaxin stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to wrap her scarf around his neck, then adjusted the bottom corners so that it could block the night wind.
"Okay, let's go home."
Looking at her scarf wrapped around Hai Yan's neck, Qiao Jiaxin breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, then patted the dirt on the back seat to signal him to sit on it.
"oh oh."
After coming to his senses, Hai Yan also sat on the seat, then grabbed the handlebars and prepared to go home.
The wind at night was very cold, and it stung my skin like a knife.
Hai Yan's broad shoulders could block most of the wind for Qiao Jiaxin, allowing her to concentrate on practicing English listening by following the tape in the recorder.
As he pedaled hard, Hai Yan's face seemed to be at two completely different extremes along the way.
The upper half of his face was cold, numbed by the wind;
The lower half of my face was warm. Layer upon layer of knitwear not only blocked the wind blowing in my face, but I could also smell a faint scent of cold cream when I breathed.
Very sweet, very fragrant...
When they returned home, there were quite a few people gathered outside the yard.
They all came to see the fun at the Qiao family's house.
"What's going on?"
"Who knows? Maybe he came to admit his mistake."
"Admit your mistake? Don't admit it sooner. The old house is going to be demolished. Come back and admit it."
"He beat me so hard, he didn't even give me any face."
"Beat him, beat him to death, you have no conscience, one less person to die."
Watching the drama of carrying a thorny branch to apologize in the Qiao family courtyard, the onlookers outside were whispering to each other.
Qiao Wangdong was very cruel and beat his three younger brothers to the ground. He also asked them to take turns kowtow to Liu Shuqin and admit their mistakes.
The other brothers also cried sincerely, with tears and snot running down their faces. They even slapped themselves several times and asked for their mother's forgiveness.
But how much skill do they have? How dare they play "Liao Zhai" in front of these "old foxes" in the village?
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was just Zhou Yu's self-torture trick to defeat Huang Gai.
I just don’t know if Liu Shuqin, who suffered greatly from this, noticed it, because she kept wiping away tears with her back to her sons.
"mom."
After giving his brothers a good scolding, Qiao Wangdong knelt upright in front of Liu Shuqin and said, "It is you sons who are unfilial and have not properly respected you. You should beat and scold them, and we will not say a word."
Liu Shuqin didn't say anything. After a long sigh, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the apron she was wearing.
beat?
Why doesn't she want to fight?
When she thought about the day when they complained and blamed each other, and finally blamed themselves for all the misfortunes in life, she really wanted to hit their heads in the stomach like whack-a-mole.
scold?
She wanted to point her finger at them and scold them for three days and three nights!
But that was all in the past.
Liu Shuqin hated herself for being so blind for decades and raising four conscienceless ungrateful people.
But the tears she shed today were not out of regret, but out of complete disappointment in them.
If they hadn't done this today, she wouldn't have thought anything of it.
At least they really have a grudge against me and have the courage to break off relations.
But what about now? After learning that their homes were being demolished, they all came back to me in a humble manner? They thought that by putting on a good show of admitting their mistakes and correcting them, they could coax me into forgiveness.
Do they think that they are old fools who are soft-hearted and have no opinions of their own?
For money, they can pretend to be filial and admit their mistakes against their conscience. This is what disappoints Liu Shuqin the most.
The sons I have raised for decades are all greedy and spineless people who are willing to give up their dignity for money... Ha!
"Make way, make way, grandma? Grandma!"
There were so many people crowding at the door of her house that Qiao Jiaxin thought something had happened to her grandma, so she quickly squeezed through the crowd.
It was not until she saw that it was her uncles kneeling on the ground to admit their mistakes and her grandmother was standing there safely that she felt relieved.
Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Liu Shuqin turned around and forced a smile, "You're back? Are you hungry?"
Seeing her grandma’s eyes red from crying, Qiao Jiaxin didn’t say anything, but just shook her head.
Liu Shuqin continued, "Have some more food. I just made some fried rolls. I'll go heat them up for you."
After saying that, she pulled Qiao Jiaxin back into the house and slammed the door shut.
Bang!
The closed door is like the lowered curtain on the stage, which means the end of a play.
"Alright, alright, let's all go."
"It's getting late, go home and get ready for bed."
Once Liu Shuqin left, there was no other play to perform.
There was no point in continuing to watch the four brothers cry and admit their mistakes, so soon, the people who gathered at the door of the Qiao family to watch the fun all dispersed.
After returning to the house, Liu Shuqin's emotions, which she had just suppressed, finally burst out.
He hugged Qiao Jiaxin tightly, letting the tears flow down his face like a dam breaking, but he didn't dare cry too loudly. He could only suppress the sound with trembling hands.
"Mom, I was wrong!"
"We were so wrong!"
Outside the door, the four sons of the Qiao family were still crying and apologizing to Liu Shuqin.
It’s a pity that their “filial piety” was blocked by this door.
Holding her grandma in her arms and seeing her crying so sadly, Qiao Jiaxin couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
She had never seen her grandma cry so sadly, even when she was kicked out of home, her grandma didn't shed a few tears. Looking at the photo of Qiao Wensheng on the table, she just kept shaking her head.
Helping her grandma sit down on the chair, Qiao Jiaxin wiped the tears from her face with her sleeves.
She didn't know how to persuade her and could only cry with her.
"Why did I only give birth to so many things..."
Beating her legs, Liu Shuqin kept regretting, "Xin, don't ever be so soft-hearted like grandma again. Otherwise, you'll spoil the children and only you will suffer."
Liu Shuqin has reached the end of her life and there is no turning back. She can only hope that her granddaughter will not follow in her footsteps.
Qiao Jiaxin held her hand and comforted her gently, "It's okay, Grandma, don't be angry anymore. At worst, we can just stop associating with them and live on our own."
After taking a long sigh and waiting for her emotions to calm down a little, Liu Shuqin calmed down and thought about something.
"No," Liu Shuqin shook her head, "We can't just follow their wishes."
They are cold-blooded wolves and will not give up until they get meat.
No more contact? Impossible.
No one knows a son better than his mother. Liu Shuqin knows the moral character of her sons too well.
In order to get money and houses, they will use all means to ask for them. If soft tactics don't work, they will use hard tactics. If decent tactics don't work, they will use shameless tactics.
Even if the matter really goes to court and the relationship is severed, what if I am no longer around one day? Won't these hungry wolves attack my granddaughter?
After wiping away the last tear from the corner of her eye, Liu Shuqin's eyes became firm again.
Disappointment aside, since they treated her like a treasure, she might as well not treat them as her sons anymore.
She has invested so much in them over the past few decades.
She could pretend that she had never given birth to these sons, but since they were so unsatisfied and wanted to continue plundering, she should let them know what it meant to "bite off more than they can chew"!
Outside the door, the four brothers of the Qiao family knelt obediently in a row, waiting for Liu Shuqin's response in the room.
The tears had almost stopped falling, and now that Liu Shuqin was not watching, they all fell silent.
The wind was cool at night, and the ground was freezing cold.
At first, a few people were kneeling straight, but after a few minutes they all bent over.
Qiao Wangbei boldly wanted to sit sideways on the ground and take a break, but a look from Qiao Wangdong forced him to stand up straight again.
Three minutes...
Five minutes...
Ten minutes...
They didn't know what the two of them were doing in the house, and could only pray in their hearts that their mother would forgive their momentary mistakes as she had before.
"Kneel down!"
Seeing that his younger brothers wanted to bend their waists again, Qiao Wangdong immediately scolded them.
"Brother, will our mother forgive us?" Qiao Wangnan asked weakly.
Qiao Wangdong: "Whether you forgive or not, you have to kneel down. Otherwise, how will outsiders look at us?"
What Qiao Wangdong cares about most is his face.
Although he is only the principal of a junior high school now, the principal will retire soon and the position of vice principal will soon be vacant.
If you want to sit in the second-in-command chair, in addition to ability, you cannot have any negative news.
No one would agree that a man who abandoned his mother and abused his niece should be the vice principal.
So, when he came in and called his brothers over, he was indeed putting on a show, a show to show outsiders that he had "turned over a new leaf and corrected his mistakes."
Of course, he felt guilty after learning that his mother and Qiao Jiaxin had moved back to the village, but...
"It's too cold. How long do I have to kneel down?" Qiao Wangbei complained again in a low voice.
Looking up at the old house he hadn't lived in for many years, Qiao Wangxi sighed helplessly, "Let Mom take it easy, it will be fine in a while."
They knew their mother too well.
From childhood to adulthood, she has always played the role of a loving mother. No matter how big a mistake they made, she would choose to forgive them in the end.
So I will definitely forgive them this time, it will just take a little more time.
"Are we going back to the old house for the New Year this year?"
Qiao Wangbei has already started thinking about the New Year.
Qiao Wangnan: "Of course, since our father is gone, he has to come back to have dinner with our mother on New Year's Eve."
When he heard that he had to come back for the Chinese New Year, Qiao Wangbei's back suddenly bent again.
This house is so dilapidated. The second and third floors have been empty for more than ten years. Only the two rooms on the first floor are occupied. It looks eerie at night.
If everyone comes here for the New Year, how will so many people fit in?
Besides, there is nothing in the old house, and it is inconvenient to do anything. It’s very troublesome just thinking about it.
"We'll only eat here this once. After the New Year, you won't be able to come back even if you want to." Qiao Wangxi said lightly.
Qiao Wangdong was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"
Qiao Wangxi: "After the New Year, Mom will definitely take Jiaxin back to the city to live."
Qiao Wangdong was even more confused. "We're living well here, why do we want to move back to the city?"
Three brothers: ???
"It's demolition. Our village will be demolished after the Chinese New Year."
"Don't you know? It was mentioned in the news every day recently."
"Such a big thing, and you haven't heard anything about it?"
"My mom is the only one registered in the village now. Once the building and land are demolished, all the compensation will go to her alone."
Seeing Qiao Wangdong’s confused look, the other three brothers were also stunned.
So he called them here in such a hurry to admit his mistake today, wasn't it to get his mother's forgiveness, and then hope to get a share of the money and house in the future?
Three people: ...
It’s a pity that they still cooperated with him so much. They got beaten for nothing!
And after hearing the word "demolition", the emotions in Qiao Wangdong's eyes changed rapidly in just over ten seconds.
At first, I was puzzled, then surprised, and finally excited and relieved...
No wonder, in the afternoon when I mentioned that I wanted to apologize to my mother, my brothers who were usually not very obedient all agreed readily.
It turns out that they all had their eyes on the old house that was going to be demolished.
He was glad that he did one right thing today, oh no, two.
Because he was not only able to obtain his mother's forgiveness, but also to piece his family back together on his own.
I also see opportunities to make my life better and reach higher in the future...
After about half an hour, the closed door finally opened.
Liu Shuqin wiped the tears from her face and calmly invited them in: "Come, kowtow to your father."
Judging from her tone...is she forgiving herself?
The brothers quickly stood up from the ground and hurriedly walked into the house. There was no trace of guilt or apology on their faces.
It's more like the feeling of relief when the director shouts "Cut" on stage and you walk out of the play.
When they entered the house, the four brothers took turns kowtowing in front of Qiao Wensheng's portrait.
Holding three lit incense sticks in his hand, he confessed his mistakes to his father who was no longer alive through the slowly rising green smoke.
"...Dad, don't worry, we will definitely take good care of Mom and Jiaxin in the future."
"I'm making this clear today. If my mom and Jiaxin are wronged again, I'll strike them down!"
"Dad, you must bless my mom and Jiaxin in heaven, and wish them good health and safety."
Every one of their guarantees includes not only Liu Shuqin, but also Qiao Jiaxin.
The orphan girl who was once ignored by her uncles was suddenly promoted to a position of great importance.
It’s not that they have come to terms with it, but that they have seen things clearly.
Her old mother not only felt pity and love for Qiao Jiaxin.
Qiao Jiaxin had been with her through the hard times of the past few months, and coupled with the affection that had brought her up since childhood, she now regarded Qiao Jiaxin as the spiritual pillar of her second half of life.
So they knew in their hearts that it was not enough to just admit their mistakes to Liu Shuqin, they also had to get Qiao Jiaxin's forgiveness.
"Jiaxin," Qiao Wangdong said earnestly, putting his hand on her shoulder, "I was wrong to ignore you before. If you have any problems in the future, just tell me and I will definitely help you."
"Yeah, we're all family."
As he spoke, Qiao Wangnan also took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few dollars and stuffed them into her hand, "Even if your father and mother are gone, your uncles will not ignore you."
Qiao Jiaxin is still a child, but not a child anymore.
Even though she still couldn't understand what adults were thinking, she would never forget their attitude towards her and the way they looked at her.
Compared to Liu Shuqin, the faint blood relationship made her more aware that they were acting.
Apologize? It's nothing more than a way to appease myself and make myself have more influence over my grandma.
It's just like treating the little Pekingese dog raised by the old lady. To please him is not to like him, but just to make him happy.
However, Qiao Jiaxin did not expose them directly, but like Liu Shuqin, she "accepted" their apology with a smile.
"Jiaxin, why is your scarf torn?"
Picking up the torn scarf that Qiao Jiaxin had draped over her schoolbag, Qiao Wangbei asked in surprise, "What happened? Were you bullied at school?!"
"No, no, no," Qiao Jiaxin explained, "This is Hai Yan's scarf. He got in a fight and it got torn, so I traded it with him. I brought it back, mended it, and gave it back to him."
Qiao Wangnan: "His scarf is torn, what does it have to do with you?"
"He only fought with...others because he stood up for me."
As she was speaking, an idea suddenly flashed through Qiao Jiaxin's mind.
Didn’t the uncles say they could take care of themselves? Here’s the opportunity.
They had all received their mother's kindness and help, and now was a good opportunity to see whether the care they claimed to have received was true or false.
"What's going on?" Liu Shuqin asked.
Qiao Jiaxin: "Someone at school spread rumors, saying I transferred because I was pregnant, that I had an improper relationship with a senior, and that I was having an unruly private life... When Hai Yan heard what they were saying about me, he spoke up for me."
Pregnancy? Illicit relations?
When Liu Shuqin heard these two words, her throat suddenly choked.
Liu Shuqin was instilled with the idea that "innocence is the most important" since childhood.
The most important things for a woman are her reputation and chastity. To slander a woman in this way will undoubtedly ruin her life.
Liu Shuqin asked anxiously, "Who is it? When did they say that to you? Why didn't you tell me?"
Qiao Jiaxin: "Before, I thought that those people were just gossiping and would stop spreading rumors after two days. I didn't expect them to get more and more outrageous now."
Liu Shuqin's nose felt a little sore.
She blamed herself for not taking care of her granddaughter and letting her endure the rumors for so long.
She should have come forward sooner.
But if you think about it carefully, how can she make a name for herself when she just moved to the village and has nothing?
It's all their fault. If they hadn't moved back to the village and their granddaughter hadn't transferred to another school, there wouldn't be all this nonsense!
Qiao Wangnan: "What kind of school is this? How can such words be spread?"
Qiao Wangxi: "It's such a terrible rumor, and your teachers don't care?"
Qiao Jiaxin shook her head. "It's just spread among classmates. I guess the teacher doesn't even know about it yet."
With one hand on his waist, Qiao Wangdong adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Don't be afraid. I will go to your school tomorrow and talk to your teacher about the situation. We can't tolerate this."
"That's right!" Qiao Wangbei chimed in, "We have to teach those people a lesson, or they'll really think we have no one left."
They were thinking about how to get close to Qiao Jiaxin and eliminate her opinions about them.
Now that’s great, isn’t the opportunity here?
It was also a good opportunity to stand up for her and let her old mother know that they were not just talking, but would really protect them when they encountered difficulties.
As Qiao Jiaxin expected, after asking for justice for herself, they went on to comfort their grandmother and became the "pillars" of the family.
"Don't worry, Mom. I'll take care of it."
"Yes, I always treat Jiaxin as my own girl, and I will definitely not let her be bullied."
"Just rest at home and I will definitely give you an explanation!"
*
The next morning, Qiao Jiaxin rode Hai Yan's bicycle to school as usual.
She had already mended the torn part of his scarf.
The thread was pulled too loose in some places and could not be repaired, but it was not noticeable when it was fenced off.
After parting at the wonton shop, Qiao Jiaxin and Hai Yan went to school one after another.
As soon as Qiao Jiaxin arrived at the school gate, she ran into Qiao Wangbei.
Qiao Wangbei squatted under the plane tree next to the school gate, wearing his blue work clothes, and kept looking at the students passing by.
He went out early, holding a few buns in his hands and his mouth was full of eggs.
Wasn't it the eldest uncle who was coming? How did he become the younger uncle?
"Jiaxin!"
Seeing Qiao Jiaxin, Qiao Wangbei quickly swallowed the egg in his mouth, stood up and waved to her.
Qiao Jiaxin is now a celebrity in the senior year of high school. When they heard these three words, many people looked in the direction of Qiao Wangbei.
As he walked towards Qiao Jiaxin, Qiao Wangbei noticed the strange looks.
So he gave them a sharp look in response, "What are you looking at? Your name is Qiao Jiaxin?"
Frightened by his behavior, the gossipers quickly lowered their gazes and walked quickly into the school gate.
"Uncle, why are you here?"
"I'm here to help you." Qiao Wangbei handed the bun in his hand to her.
Yesterday, it was said that the person who would handle this matter was Qiao Wangdong. He works at the school and is the principal, so he is the most suitable person to handle this kind of thing.
But since they were a "family," how could they stand by and watch their niece being bullied? How could they miss this opportunity to stand up for her?
Qiao Wangbei is not as capable as Qiao Wangdong, so he can only solve the problem using methods he can think of.
Fists have been able to solve many problems since ancient times.
Pick out a few typical examples and teach them a lesson, and see who dares to speak rudely again in the future!
As he spoke, Qiao Wangbei began to flex his fingers, as if he was about to take action. "Isn't there someone in your school who's a bad mouth? Point out who they are, and I'm going to teach them a lesson!"
Qiao Jiaxin: ...
For a moment, she couldn't tell whether her uncle was helping her or harming her.
There is something wrong with people who spread obscene rumors, but fighting is even more serious.
If she really beat someone up at the school gate, she would also be punished for "instigation" today.
"Uncle, this is school, we can't fight."
Qiao Wangbei added, "Don't worry, we won't fight at the school gate. I'll take them somewhere else later."
“…”
Qiao Jiaxin was speechless again.
She seemed to understand a little bit why her uncle had achieved nothing: his thinking process was indeed different from that of normal people.
"Uncle, you should go back to work," Qiao Jiaxin returned the buns to him. "My eldest uncle said he would come today, so let him handle it. You've just made things worse by taking action."
"And I don't know who's spreading it right now. I have to investigate to find out."
Holding the bun that Qiao Jiaxin pushed back, Qiao Wangbei probably realized that he could not help.
At most, he would take action and investigate... Well, let's leave it to Qiao Wangdong.
But since I'm here, I can't come here in vain. I have to let Qiao Jiaxin know that I love her and that I want to stand up for her.
"Yes, I understand."
Qiao Wangbei gave her the bun again, "Take it and eat it. It's filled with meat and it's still warm."
Then, he warned again, "Remember, if even your uncle can't do it, remember to tell me."
Tell you?
If even my uncle can't do it, then it's no use calling you over. We can't just go out and find the guy and beat him up together.
However, Qiao Jiaxin didn't say it explicitly, but nodded with a smile, "Okay, thank you, uncle, I understand."
After reaching out and rubbing her head, Qiao Wangbei finally felt relieved.
Just as he was about to leave, his eyes fell on the buns in Qiao Jiaxin's hand.
So he took the initiative to open the bag and took out one, "I guess you can't finish so many, I'll help you eat one."
Qiao Jiaxin: ???
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