"Auntie Lin!" There were only three of them in this courtyard. Ouyang Zishan hugged Auntie Lin's arm and shook it, "Please help me talk."
"Ouyang, Master, this is all for your own good. There are so many foreigners in your school. If you learn a few more languages, won't you make more friends?"
"Auntie Lin, you don't know," she said, "Everyone knows Chinese, there is no need to learn such a language." She sat down on the sofa and decided to protect her own interests by going on strike.
"Then let's go back to Chongqing..." Zhuo Qiang said to her.
When she heard that she was going to be sent back to Chongqing, she quickly put on her backpack, took two pieces of freshly baked bread, got on the bus outside, and went to school.
From then on, she began to study seriously, attending make-up classes immediately and stopped dozing off. After a month, she finally made up for her language shortcoming. But the school called Zhuo Qiang again and told her that Ouyang Zishan had fought with a classmate at school.
He had to stop the meeting and drove to the school, where he saw Ouyang Zishan and several other boys standing outside the teacher's office. After the parents of several students arrived, the teacher called them into the office.
"Mr. Zhuo, Ouyang Zishan is a child..."
"Teacher, I see that all the people standing outside are boys. I'm afraid this requires an explanation, right?"
The other parents also felt a little guilty. After all, it was a group of boys against a girl, and they were not in the right at all.
"Mr. Zhuo, this is what's going on. Ouyang Zishan is a bit paranoid," the teacher said, trying to observe the parents' expressions and be careful with her choice of words. "A few children got into a conflict during swimming class."
"Swimming class!" Zhuo Qiang immediately stood up and looked at the parents of other students, "What did they do to Ouyang?" This scared the parents next to him.
"Mr. Zhuo, please calm down first."
Ouyang Zishan, who was standing outside, looked fiercely at the men next to him and said, "You'll be in trouble."
"Ouyang," a French child said, "We have already explained that we just want to make friends with you."
It turned out to be a matter of etiquette. Western kids were more open-minded, and when they saw that Ouyang Zishan was pretty, they insisted on going up and kissing her. She had already changed into her swimsuit at the time, and she felt that they had bad intentions.
Zhuo Qiang slapped the table and said, "Although this is an international school, this is still China. This is how you parents educate your children."
"Mr. Zhuo," the homeroom teacher said, "this fight was indeed caused by some misunderstandings, and we also bear a great responsibility."
"Sir, it was your child who started it first!" A French man who didn't speak Chinese very well stood up.
"That's interesting. What do you mean our child started it? If your child hadn't bullied her, why would she have fought with a few boys?"
After a long discussion, the person she met still hadn't reached a conclusion, and Ouyang Zishan's feet were already tired from standing. A British boy standing nearby stretched out his leg for her to lean on, a French boy took a packet of biscuits from his bag and gave it to her, and a Russian boy yawned and tossed her a coat.
In fact, she later felt that she was too sensitive. After all, in the eyes of Westerners, kissing is a very natural thing. She thought about it and walked into the office: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I was the first to hit you. Please let them go back."
The people in the office looked at the girl in surprise.
Even the head teacher didn't know what to say: "Well, Ouyang Zishan, this is something we haven't considered carefully."
Zhuo Qiang looked at her, the child with bruises on her face. The head teacher thought it was a misunderstanding and asked them to go back.
Ouyang Zishan followed Zhuo Qiang to the parking lot. The others said goodbye to her and left. She sat in the car and made a face to show that she forgave them.
After this incident, her relationships with her classmates improved significantly. She found common topics with them and would occasionally invite them to her courtyard house to learn about Chinese culture. They understood her reservedness, and she understood their enthusiasm.
As a result, her school life was back on track. And because Zhuo Qiang had helped her out last time, the relationship between the two of them became more harmonious.
After school, the driver would take her to Zhuo Qiang's company and have dinner with him outside. She would always wear her school uniform and sit on the sofa in her office, playing with her phone, waiting for him to finish talking about the day.
The secretary would come in from time to time to bring her some snacks: "If you need anything else, just call us."
"Thank you." She put her favorite chocolate into her mouth. Her godmother never let her eat these things before, saying that she was afraid that it would ruin her tall figure. Now that no one nagged her, she felt very free.
After Zhuo Qiang finished work, he took her to the restaurant he had booked. Since she had been doing very well in school recently, he wanted to give her some encouragement and gave her a gift.
Ouyang Zishan opened the gift and took a look. It was an exquisite bracelet inlaid with crystal clear gemstones, which was very suitable for her temperament. She couldn't wait to put it on her hand: "Does it look good?"
"Well, it suits you very well." Zhuo Qiang said.
"Thanks."
Today's dinner was very pleasant. She even took a photo with him and hung it on the headboard of the bed. Gradually, Ouyang Zishan felt that Zhuo Qiang must be a good father.
Later, she gradually got to know some of her mother's old friends. Shan Cong had been promoted and was no longer involved in cases. Most importantly, he married Xiaoxue, who had returned to China to teach, and they already had a child. When he saw Ouyang Zishan, he remembered how she used to run around after Mu Zishan. He had never expected that she had been gone for so long, not even telling them about the birth of her child.
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