Chapter 141
Jian Feng did not choose to look for the other party's parents, but chose to communicate directly.
Firstly, I felt that this boy seemed to have been bullied for a long time. Even if the child did not say anything, the parents did not find the problem from the details during such a long time. This was enough to show that even if the family relationship was not cold, there was still a gap.
Even if you go to their house and tell them yourself, their parents may not believe you.
Secondly, it is also out of consideration for the boys' self-esteem.
Jian Feng looked at the boy in front of him. He was handsome and elegant, but cowardice was clearly written on his face.
But it is precisely such children who often have great self-esteem.
If you rashly tell the parents about the bullying, even if the problem is solved, it will leave a scar in the child's heart.
After hearing Jian Feng's words, the boy took two steps back in fear.
"No, no need...Uncle."
Although Skinny Monkey and his friends always block him after school, the boys cannot gain the trust of this uncle who came from nowhere.
Jian Feng looked at him deeply and said, "You have to think about it carefully. Don't you hate them?"
Of course I hate it!
The boy clenched his fists.
Even a clay man still has some earthy qualities. A few skinny guys blocked him and asked for money, and they have already squeezed him out of seven or eight hundred yuan.
The boy's parents were busy with work, so he usually had to eat at school. Because his family was well off, they gave him 20 yuan a day.
But until now this month, he has barely had a meal.
Every day I buy two steamed buns from the cafeteria and eat them with the free soup provided.
How long will this continue?
The boy sometimes felt very desperate. He didn't tell his parents. These past few days he was always standing in the school corridor, wanting to roll over and end it all.
Jian Feng saw his pain and added fuel to his fire: "You are only in the first year of high school, right? They have set their sights on you. Unless you drop out of school, they will not let you go."
The end of Ba Ling is an endless tragedy.
The person being bullied keeps giving in, but there is no place to give in, and the final result is just to leave.
No matter what kind of leaving, the child's parents cannot accept it.
The boy's face showed embarrassment and humiliation.
Jian Feng's words hit the nail on the head.
Jian Feng sighed: "How about this, you think about it carefully, I will come again tomorrow, if you have figured it out, we can talk again."
The boy observed Jian Feng carefully.
The man was wearing ordinary clothes. He was tall, but there was no evil in his eyes. Only calmness and compassion.
He bravely asked, "Uncle, why are you looking for me?"
When it comes to helping him, boys always feel like there is something wrong.
There are more than just this group of hooligans outside the school gate. There are a lot of people at the gate every day, and there are quite a few who are blocked and asked for money.
Why did this person come to help himself alone?
Jian Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket and said, "Uncle is telling you, don't tell anyone else."
The boy nodded hesitantly.
"My uncle's daughter, she's about your age."
The boy looked at Jian Feng suddenly.
Jian Feng nodded imperceptibly: "So you don't have to worry about me lying to you. I'm just seeking revenge."
The boy felt complicated for a moment.
"So what did she tell you?"
The boys found it unbelievable. How could someone bother an adult over such a trivial matter as being bullied, and how could the adult actually come out childishly to "avenge" her?
This is different from the adults he comes into contact with!
The boy also tried to seek help from adults, but his parents were busy. Many times when he was about to say something, he remembered that he had told his parents about being bullied at school. His parents would only say, "Why don't they bully others?", "Flies don't bite flawless eggs" and "Why would anyone pick on you if you didn't do anything?"
Whenever boys think of these words, they feel discouraged.
His parents only ask him to be good and study hard. Apart from these two things, it is best not to bother them with other things.
Jian Feng listened silently to the boy complaining to him about his parents' inaction.
"Sometimes I just want to get into college and leave home as far away as possible."
If it weren't for this hope supporting him, he wouldn't know how to go on.
Growing up in a distant family, boys cannot understand how a girl they have never met can open up to her parents.
"Isn't she afraid that you won't care?"
Jian Feng recalled that Jian Li did not have such concerns, because when she first talked about this matter, her tone was one of seeking credit and acting coquettishly.
She took credit for her own skills and acted coquettishly, asking Wang Mengmei to make her her favorite double-skin milk.
The boy fell silent again.
Finally, he made up his mind.
"Uncle, I want to send them in."
Jian Feng smiled with relief and put his arm around the boy's shoulders: "Come on, let's find a place to eat, and then we can talk about it in detail."
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It was already very late when Jian Feng returned home. Wang Mengmei and Jian Li had already closed the store and gone home.
Jian Feng walked in quietly, keeping his voice down. In the darkness, only Wang Facai's dog eyes were shining.
Jian Feng made a "huh" gesture with his hand, and Wang Facai swallowed and lay back in his nest obediently.
He returned to the room, and Wang Mengmei turned over and turned on the light.
Jian Feng: "...You didn't sleep?"
Wang Mengmei held her breath and looked at Jian Feng's body first. After looking around, she found no traces and finally felt relieved.
"I can't sleep if you don't come back."
All she could think about was how Jian Feng had found the person, taken him somewhere to fight, and ended up getting beaten to death.
Although Wang Mengmei hated those gangsters in her heart, she didn't want her husband to take any risks.
It's not worth it to sacrifice your whole family just for two scumbags!
Jian Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You think I'm still young, but I've changed a lot now."
When he was young, his temper was not very good. At that time, he had just started to get along with Wang Mengmei. When Wang Mengmei came to the factory to play, if someone told Wang Mengmei some dirty jokes, he would beat them up.
Jian Feng sat on the edge of the bed: "Don't worry, I will never do anything illegal."
As time went by and the years passed, he was no longer just a young man with only a bit of strength.
"Don't worry, this matter will be resolved in a few days, and I guarantee it will have nothing to do with us."
Wang Mengmei was skeptical.
Jian Feng, however, was exceptionally calm.
"real?"
“Trueer than gold.”
*****
On the other side, the boy got the truth from Jian Feng. After thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and did it!
The next day, the boy got up in the morning and got twenty yuan for lunch from his parents.
His parents were surprised.
"What's wrong with you today? Haven't you been trying to find ways to ask for money every day this month? Why didn't you ask today?"
It's really strange.
The boy took a pack of milk from home and rode his bike to his favorite breakfast shop.
"Boss, I want a basket of steamed buns, a bowl of soy milk, and a fried cake. Do you have hot noodles? I want one too, but without the chopped green onions."
Boss: "Oh, little classmate, it's you. I was wondering, I haven't seen you here much this month. You ordered too much, can you finish it?"
The boy looked at the oil marks on the bun skin and drooled: "I can eat it all!"
He has eaten breakfast for a month, and he wants to eat a full meal today.
They gobbled down everything on the table. The boy couldn't finish the last half of the pancake, so he picked it up and hung it on the handlebars, waiting to eat it after morning self-study.
The same was true at noon. The boys, who rarely did, also ate in the cafeteria with their classmates. The thin iron plates were almost full of food.
The boys devoured the food.
The other students had different expressions.
The boys had provoked some hooligans from outside the school. They all knew about it to some extent, but no one dared to mess with those people, so everyone could only pretend not to see it.
But today...
Oh my God, is this guy crazy? He spent all his money on food. How is he going to get through the day?
A well-meaning classmate whispered to him, "Don't think too hard... Shouhou's help will only last three months at most. Believe me, I have a classmate who is in another school. He said that Shouhou always went to see him last semester. In fact, he went less often this semester. As long as you give Shouhou 100 yuan a month, he won't bother him."
The implication is that you shouldn't stop living just because you can't see the end!
The boy wiped his greasy mouth after eating and said, "Thank you, but no thanks!"
Uncle Jian is right, if we fight for peace, then peace will exist.
If the problem of skinny people is not solved once and for all, it will be like a dog-skin plaster.
One hundred a month? That's impossible.
After this month, Shouhou knew that his family gave him a lot of money, and even if it continued in the future, it would probably be at least five or six hundred yuan a month.
The boy didn't want to endure it anymore. If he continued to endure it, even if he was admitted to university, he would still feel weak. When he thought back to his high school life, all he had were memories of being bullied.
He doesn't want to live his life in fear like this.
In the blink of an eye, it was time to go home from school, but the boy was still at the end of the class. He encouraged himself while packing his schoolbag.
You can do it! You can defeat these bad guys! Uncle Jian said that as long as we follow this method, we will definitely be able to send all these people in!
Even if they come out again, there is no need to be afraid.
Because Uncle Jian said, based on the amount, this group of people will be in prison for at least three years.
By that time, he had already gone out to study at university!
The boy prepared himself mentally and then slowly walked out of the school.
The skinny monkey had been getting impatient waiting, and when he saw him, he came up and slapped him on the back of the head.
"Damn it! You knew we were waiting at the door, and you dared to come out so late?"
The boy endured the pain and said: "The teacher asked me to make a bulletin board."
The skinny monkey grabbed his arm impatiently. Ge Ming sneered and walked in front.
The group of people went back to the alley.
"Where's the money?"
Ge Ming said impatiently: "One hundred yuan, agreed."
What was agreed upon was just a unilateral request from Ge Ming and Shou Hou.
The boy held the strap of his schoolbag and said, "I didn't bring it."
Ge Ming narrowed his eyes and laughed in anger: "Are you kidding me?"
The skinny guy tried to grab the boy's schoolbag: "You didn't bring it? Do you want to die?"
"I, I can't come. My parents said I asked for money too often, and they are going to the school to find the teacher to ask where my money went."
The skinny monkey paused.
Even if they are small-time hooligans, they know that if their parents contact the school, it will be difficult to continue to ask for protection money.
Ge Ming didn't care about that. He flicked the ash and said, "I told you to steal. Don't you even know how to steal?"
The boy clutched his schoolbag tightly, his voice trembling: "You guys are asking too often, my parents are already suspicious."
The skinny monkey raised his hand and slapped: "How dare you talk like that..."
The boy shrank his head and swallowed: "I can't steal it, but I know where there is money..."
"I'll take you there, just don't hit me."
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