Director Wu eagerly looked at Zhou Xiang's back as he was leaving. What he said was very good, his words were elegant, and he scolded these people speechless. These idle people with nothing to do deserve a scolding to wake them up.
Ling Ran followed Zhou Xiang's pace. The little girl was so amazing that he almost applauded her. What would people in later generations call this? Yes, it's called a poisonous tongue!
The group of old ladies didn't dare to look up or answer.
You can curse people without offending them, because this time those old ladies are in the wrong and you can't punish them. You can just curse them a few times to satisfy your own desire.
Zhou's mother didn't go to see it, and it wasn't appropriate for her to go. Ling Ran would definitely tell her when he came back.
Sure enough, Ling Ran imitated the scene at that time with a beaming face. Hearing his daughter stand up for him and her father, he felt sweet in his heart, but also very bitter.
The daughter went through decades of pain in her previous life before she gained strength in this life.
Hug the quiet girl, pat her back and comfort her.
Zhou Xiang took a deep breath and let go of the hatred in his heart for the unfair fate in his previous life.
Live a good life in this life and relive your past life together.
Ling Ran felt relieved when he saw the little girl relaxed, knowing that she must have been thinking about her past life again.
Such a big commotion in the supply and marketing cooperative’s staff quarters must have alarmed the leaders, and the director of the supply and marketing cooperative personally accompanied Director Wu.
Director Wu brought all the participants to the conference room and asked the director of the supply and marketing cooperative to handle the matter personally.
The director of the supply and marketing cooperative was really helpless with this group of nagging people, and nothing he said was of any use.
Thinking of what Zhou Xiang had just said and his attitude towards everyone, he suddenly had an idea.
"All participants must write a 500-word self-reflection. If you can't write it, go home and ask your children. You must set an example for your children and let them see that even if their parents are wrong, they will be punished as well.
"When you punish your children, they usually don't accept it, right? After writing a self-criticism with your children, they will definitely not contradict you next time you educate them."
When everyone heard that they were asked to teach their children how to write self-criticisms, they felt ashamed. However, the following words cheered them up. Perhaps they could really set an example for their children. After all, this matter could not be covered up.
Seeing everyone's expressions relax, the director waved his hand and said, "Let's adjourn the meeting! Chen Yulan and Zhong Ling, mother and daughter, stay."
After everyone dispersed, Director Wu looked at Zhong Ling and her daughter and said, "The principal is still in a meeting in the county. The principal will decide on Zhong Ling's punishment when he returns. We have recorded what she said today and will give it to the principal.
Her mind is too dark and her thoughts too vicious. As parents, you have a great responsibility. Should you punish her or expel her? Wait until the principal comes back."
Director Wu left with his two assistants. The director of the supply and marketing cooperative looked at Chen Yulan. "What's wrong with you? You spread the child's words all over the place. No matter what personal grudges you have, you have affected the collective and cannot be forgiven easily. If you are forgiven easily, where can those who have been wronged go to seek justice?"
"What kind of injustice did Zhou Xiang suffer? She even went to the county and made a name for herself in front of everyone!"
The director slammed the table in anger and stood up. "You still think you're right! The entire unit has been embarrassed by you, how can you still be right? Explain clearly why you're targeting Zhou Xiang."
Chen Yulan was silent, so Zhong Ling answered for her, "Her niece Wang Yan was robbed of first place in the class by Zhou Xiang."
The director laughed in anger, clapping his hands and saying, "Come on, come on, come on, I applaud you two. You're both equally selfish, willful, and unreasonable. Your niece is first, so you can't let others be first, right? Others are first in their grade, but where is your niece in her grade?"
She has such a big face, so big that it can cover the sky. She is not convinced by the former number one in the class and the current number one in the grade. She is not convinced by anyone who is better than her in the world. Isn’t she the number one in the world?
Maybe she is the best in the world, and she is still not convinced by God!
One or two of them were clueless and had to go back and write a thousand-word self-criticism, which was then publicly criticized and posted on the blackboard for a month."
Chen Yulan wanted to say something, but the director waved his hand to stop her. "You can choose to resign or transfer."
Chen Yulan didn't dare to speak. She lowered her head and left the meeting room. The director looked at Zhong's mother and asked, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Mother Zhong begged, "Could you please help me talk to Zhen Xiao and ask him not to fire Zhong Ling but give her a serious warning?"
"Why? You're her parent, what does it have to do with me? Go back and write a self-criticism. You should write one too. You raised such a troublemaker."
Mrs. Zhong wanted to continue begging, but the director glared at her and said, "How about I fire you and then make sure Zhong Ling doesn't get fired?"
Mother Zhong immediately fell speechless. She took her daughter out of the office and returned home. Seeing Father Zhong and son with gloomy faces, she felt bad.
If your daughter gets into trouble, you have to take the blame yourself.
Father Zhong pushed Mother Zhong away and pointed at Zhong Ling who was hiding behind her and said, "I'm too kind to you. You don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Go kneel by the wall and write your self-criticism. There are dozens of people writing self-criticisms, so it's impossible for you, the culprit, not to write one.
Son, bring a stool for your sister, ask her to kneel down and write on it. She is not allowed to get up until she finishes writing or her writing is not profound enough.
Starting tomorrow, you have to do everything at home, including three meals a day, washing clothes and sweeping the floor. If you don't do it well, you don't have to eat.
Those who are abused are doing well! Do you know why? Because they are weak, because they are cheap. If they are not abused, they can't do well. If they are not abused, they don't know how good their lives were before!
Zhong Ling didn't dare to disobey and knelt down obediently. Mother Zhong wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Father Zhong, "You have no right to speak either. When have you ever said something about her and didn't join in? Yes, you also said things about her and scolded her, but why do you interfere when I'm teaching her?"
It was you who unwittingly spoiled her, it was you who made her feel like she had a way out. This time, she has to accept any punishment the school gives her. You, don't go looking for anyone to plead for mercy. Otherwise, you take her with you, and I take our son with me."
Mother Zhong was frightened by her husband. He had never been so angry with her before, not even when he had a conflict with his mother.
Did I really spoil my daughter?
Zhou Xiang went home without waiting for her mother to get off work. Ling Ran stayed with her until her father came back.
Seeing that his daughter was not in a good mood, Zhou's father asked her what was wrong.
Zhou Xiang shook his head and silently accompanied his father to cook dinner.
After dinner, when everything was cleaned up, Zhou's father and mother left the kitchen. Zhou Xiang entered the space, sat on the open space, and let his mind wander.
After hearing what happened in the afternoon from Zhou's mother, Zhou's father felt uncomfortable. There were too many people in the supply and marketing cooperative, and there were too many nagging old women.
"How about you transfer to our unit? It's a little better than yours."
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