"What did you say?" Mrs. Wei asked anxiously.

The voice on the other end of the phone was not amplified, so only she could hear it.

Of course, Xu Qingzhi had excellent hearing and could hear it, but she was too lazy to listen.

The noble lady who was so high and mighty just a few minutes ago now had wrinkles visibly drooping at the corners of her eyes, and her proud eyes had lost their luster due to the blow.

The son next to him noticed something was wrong and asked his mother, "What's wrong, Mom?"

Mrs. Wei hung up the phone and suddenly grabbed her son's hand. "Something happened at home. Mom has to go back quickly."

Then, he said in a pretentious tone, "Auntie Wang, Uncle Liu, you stay and take care of the young master."

The next sentence he said to the counselor forcefully: "Teacher, I must give an explanation for this matter. I have something else to do at the moment, so I'll leave first."

The counselor himself was only in his early thirties, a doctoral student who had graduated and stayed on campus, and had never seen such a scene before.

On one side is the Fuwang Farm, where she is a loyal vegetable friend, and on the other side is an obvious power that cannot be offended.

Xu Qingzhi could see her embarrassment and spoke to her rescue, "Teacher, if we continue to argue about this matter, there will be no result for the time being. I will take my brother to the hospital for a checkup to prevent any internal injuries. The child's health is the most important. There is no rush to discuss the details in a few days."

The counselor nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, let's go to the hospital first. The school doctor only treated the surface of the wound. It's best to go to the hospital for a detailed examination."

Seeing his biological mother leave, the man with glasses calmed down a little, thinking that his uncle had gone to visit and study in other schools and might not come back until tomorrow.

By then, when my uncle comes to support me, I won’t be afraid of anything.

"Okay, let's wait a few days." He crossed his arms, "Xu Zijun, wait until my uncle comes back and see how I deal with you."

Xu Qingzhi looked at her brother, who was very taciturn. Even if someone slapped him in the face, her brother seemed not to say a word.

I don’t know whether to say that he has a stable mentality or that he simply doesn’t know how to deal with this situation.

Silence may be the only solution he thinks.

Adults are always used to educating their children with their own theories, hoping that their children can avoid taking detours .

Xu Qingzhi let out a breath, people always have to experience growth through things.

The man with glasses narrowed his eyes slightly, and his vigilance came up belatedly. "Why are you asking this?"

Xu Qingzhi: "Why, you are scared by my question, and you still expect your uncle to support you?"

"I'm not afraid of anything. My uncle is the vice president of the Agricultural University. Xu Zijun is the idiot who is in the wrong in this matter." The man with glasses said arrogantly.

The yellow-haired guy on the side took a breath secretly. He didn't expect that this kid was hiding so deeply.

No wonder he has been so arrogant since coming to school these days. He asked a girl for her contact information but she refused to give it to him and just held him down and wouldn't let him leave.

He thought the other party was too rich, but it turned out that his mother's family was powerful and had connections in the school.

"Okay, I'll take note." Xu Qingzhi nodded slightly, and then, with a smile on his face, he said, "Teacher, we'll leave first."

Xu Qingzhi took Xu Zijun away.

The man with the glasses looked at the two figures walking away, and felt a chill down his spine. He cursed in a low voice, "Fuck, why is his sister's aura so strong? It's as if she's putting someone on the death list."

Huang Mao came over and said, "Brother, you didn't tell me before that your uncle is the vice president. I didn't expect it."

Man with glasses: "My mom won't let me tell you. She told me to keep a low profile because she's afraid something might happen." -In the car.

Xu Zijun: "Sister, I don't need to go to the hospital, I'm not injured."

Xu Qingzhi leaned back in the car seat comfortably, typing on his phone, and responded, "Well, that was an excuse for your teacher. With your muscles from working on the farm every day, if you can't even beat that skinny chicken, and you get internal injuries, your work will be in vain. You don't even need to go to the hospital for that little wound on your hand. I think the scab has already formed."

"So where are we going now?" Xu Zijun asked.

"Let's go to dinner." Xu Qingzhi paused while typing, tilted her head to look at her brother, and discussed with him in a brisk tone: "What do you want to eat tonight? Tell me."

Xu Zijun's mind was still immersed in the school's handling of the fight. He was stunned for a moment and slowly said: "Ah?"

Xu Qingzhi was dissatisfied with his slow reaction, and said in the same fierce tone as Ms. Wang usually did: "What are you eating!"

Xu Zijun uttered a few words: "Let's eat hot pot."