Chapter 178 Father, don't hit brother
"Don't worry. Please sit down, Master. I'll bring you another bowl of hot tea."
"No need, I'll head back now. The children are waiting for me."
"Okay, then I'll take you there."
As they stepped outside, Master Du looked at Jiang Nuanzhi and couldn't help but sigh, "If Ping'er were like her mother, gentle and composed, this wouldn't have happened. It's truly a pity."
Jiang Nuanzhi's smile twitched. She glanced at the sincere-looking Master Du and hesitated several times before speaking.
She hesitated, wondering whether she should tell him about the fight she had had with someone at the school gate earlier that day.
He still said cryptically, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, Master. I had a disagreement with the Zheng brothers at the academy gate today. I've heard those two are not to be trifled with. I wonder if it will implicate you, Master?"
Ping'er was a student of Master Du. She remembered that the Zheng brothers had mentioned that the Dean's wife had some other relatives.
Jiang Nuanzhi, fearing that Master Du might be implicated, gave him a heads-up first.
Master Du waved his hand: "What's the matter? Madam Jiang, you're exaggerating."
The Zheng brothers were well-known throughout the academy. However, since they were his wife's cousins, not his students, Master Du didn't say much.
What conflict could a mere young woman like Jiang Niangzi possibly have with them?
Master Du figured it was probably just a case of things ending badly. He didn't take Jiang Nuanzhi's words to heart at all.
At this moment, she found Jiang Nuanzhi to be exceptionally honest and nodded at her with great appreciation: "Madam Jiang, you've had a tough time." As a stepmother, she was still so devoted. Just by looking at the things the children had, she could tell that she must have been extremely good to them.
This family is quite large; her husband is still unable to stand. The mother is also fierce-looking, yelling and killing at the children, so she probably isn't much kinder to her either.
When my daughter is to marry, I can't choose someone who is good-looking. Looks are the least useful thing, and I don't know how difficult it will be for her.
It's really so pitiful.
Thinking this, he took half a string of coins from his pocket and stuffed it into Jiang Nuanzhi's hand.
"Take this small amount of money for now, in case of emergency."
"No, no, no, how can I accept money from the teacher?" Jiang Nuanzhi never expected this and immediately pushed it back: "Teacher, I really don't need money."
"Don't be stubborn, just accept it!"
Jiang Nuanzhi absolutely refused to accept it. She knew very well what kind of life Master Du led, so how could she possibly accept it?
When Master Du saw that Jiang Nuanzhi refused to accept the gift, he sighed and said, "I admire Lady Jiang's character."
Hearing such praise, Jiang Nuanzhi felt a mix of emotions.
I can't even imagine the expression on Master Du's face when he found out he had really beaten someone pretty badly.
Master Du, unaware of Jiang Nuanzhi's thoughts, instructed her before returning: "Judging from Ping'er's father's volatile temper, it's no wonder Ping'er gets into fights. While protecting Ping'er, Madam Jiang should also take good care of herself and avoid being implicated."
Jiang Nuanzhi saw the person out the door, and only after returning did she realize that Master Du was afraid that Li Rong would hit her.
So, what kind of impression does Li Rong give to the Master?
Ignoring everything else, I hurried inside.
At this moment, Li Rong's chest heaved violently as he stared at Li Junping, who was kneeling, with pursed lips.
"You wretched child! Did you really threaten your classmate like this and beat him so badly he can't get out of bed? Do you know that Wu Xiaodao is your Uncle Wu's son? Your Uncle Wu used to help us a lot, and this is how you treat his child?"
As he said this, the rattan cane in his hand fell down with a snap and hit Ping'er's hand.
Li Rong's voice revealed deep disappointment: "Ping'er, why are you so absurd now? Such a big thing, and you didn't tell the family. Are you thinking you can get away with it and avoid punishment? Before, at least you dared to take responsibility for your actions. Now, you are not like a child of the Li family. Let me ask you, do you know you are wrong?"
Ping'er had just been hit and only let out a muffled groan. Now he knelt on the ground with his head down, not saying a word. Clearly, he did not admit his mistake.
Li Rong's temper flared up immediately, and the rattan cane slammed down hard on Ping'er's hand once again.
"You scoundrel! You scoundrel! Is this how I've always taught you?"
Seeing Li Rong's fierce expression, Xiao Baozhu burst into tears.
"Daddy! Don't hit my brother! It hurts!"
Baozhu stopped him, and Li Rong barely managed to stop the rattan cane: "Baozhu, get out of the way."
Baozhu stood in front of her older brother, shaking her little head.
"Baozhu, listen to me, brother is alright." Ping'er patted his sister's head reassuringly in a hoarse voice, then pushed her away a little.
"Do you know you're wrong?" Li Rong asked, frowning.
Li Junping pursed his lips into a straight line, lowered his head slightly, and remained kneeling in place without saying a word.
Li Xiaoer anxiously tugged at her brother's clothes and said in a low voice, "Brother, just apologize to Father. Didn't you say that as long as you can survive, you have to be flexible? What's wrong with you? Just apologize to Father."
Seeing that he didn't speak, the waiter got impatient and kept bumping him with his shoulder.
Li Junping remained unmoved.
"Good, you've got guts! Let's see if your bones are harder, or my cane!"
The rattan cane in Li Rong's hand creaked as he gripped it tightly. He swung it high again, about to strike the small hand that was already bleeding from the blow.
"stop!"
Jiang Nuanzhi rubbed her temples and quickly stepped forward to stop Li Rong from striking down with the vine.
Looking at Li Rong's cold, hard face, and then at Li Junping's stiff neck, she let out a long sigh. She said to Ping'er, "Go back to your room and think carefully about what you've done these past two days. Write everything down in detail. Your father and I will review it carefully later."
Li Junping was taken aback, and looked up at Jiang Nuanzhi in a daze.
Upon hearing this, Li Rong frowned slightly, but ultimately dropped the rattan cane, snorted coldly, and remained silent.
Jiang Nuanzhi gave the waiter a wink, and the waiter looked confused.
He secretly rubbed his temples and immediately gave Xiao Baozhu a meaningful look.
Baozhu understood immediately. She grabbed her second brother with one hand and her eldest brother with the other, and quickly pulled them both into the west room, then firmly closed the door behind them.
After the children went inside, Jiang Nuanzhi glared at Li Rong and asked, "What did we talk about yesterday? How could you forget it so quickly?"
Normally, seeing his handsome face would make her feel refreshed and happy. But now, even that face was useless; Jiang Nuanzhi was filled with rage. The idea that marrying a handsome man would make her feel better was a complete lie.
Whether it's Li Rong or Xie Liangchen, their handsome faces are a bit of a waste.
"Yesterday?" Li Rong was taken aback. "What happened yesterday?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "What did you say? Didn't you say you should have a good talk with Ping'er, apologize for the misunderstanding you had with him before? Why are you resorting to the cane now?"
Xin Bo, who was holding a pillow behind him, saw Jiang Nuanzhi and smiled as he hid behind her, peeking out and mimicking her gesture, putting his hands on his hips and repeating her words to Li Rong.
Jiang Nuanzhi rubbed her temples again. Good heavens, she had been so focused on watching the children that she hadn't noticed that Uncle Xin was squatting in the corner with a pillow, watching the commotion. The old man had his legs crossed, drinking tea and watching, completely oblivious to the situation.
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
This whole family is really full of trouble!
(End of this chapter)
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