The next day, after breakfast.
As usual, Bu Ling sent her daughter to the preschool, but this time, mulberry came along too.
Last night, after putting her daughter to sleep, Buling told Sangshen what Gou Dan had said to her daughter.
Sangshen's reaction at the time was so bad that if Buling hadn't stopped him, he would have stormed into Gou Dan's house in the middle of the night and torn him to pieces.
It took a lot of persuasion from Buling to stop them.
But the next day, I had to go with him no matter what, to meet the legendary Gou Dan.
Little Star knew nothing and was still happy that her parents took her to school together today.
Although her parents were smiling, their smiles were unsettling no matter how you looked at them.
When we arrived at the nursery school in the machinery factory, we sent Little Star there.
Normally, Bling should have said goodbye at this point, but she didn't today.
After dropping off her child, she went straight to the person in charge of the preschool program.
"Knock--knock---knock---"
"Please come in."
Buling and Sangshen exchanged a glance, and Buling pushed the door open and entered.
The person in charge of the child development class was an elderly woman.
Her hair was already gray, and her face was full of the marks of time. When she heard the knock on the door, she looked up and revealed her serious and sharp eyes as she looked at the two people who pushed the door open and entered.
A perfectly timed look of confusion crossed his face: "Comrades, is there something you need?"
"Yes." Bling said bluntly, clearly indicating that she was there to cause trouble.
The person in charge probably sensed that the two had come with ill intentions, but still gestured for them to sit down and talk.
"Please sit down."
Bu Ling and his companion pulled out chairs on either side and sat down opposite the person in charge: "This..."
"My surname is Wang."
"Is this the person in charge, Mr. Wang?" Bu Ling grinned. "We are the parents of Sang Mianmian from the national class."
"I've come to ask you something. Is there a kid named Gou Dan in my child's class?"
Upon hearing this, Manager Wang frowned, his lips pursed, revealing deep nasolabial folds: "I wonder what business you have with that child?"
Mulberry spoke up: "That little brat is spewing nonsense and scaring my daughter!"
Bling nodded in agreement.
Manager Wang placed his hands on the table, waiting for the two to continue.
But after waiting for a while, the two people on the other end remained silent. "That's all?"
"What do you mean 'that's all'!" Sangshen exploded: "My daughter was so scared yesterday she cried."
"What if she cries herself sick? Can you take responsibility?"
Bling stood by, smiling, making no attempt to stop the mulberry.
Every parent loves their child. Her daughter is such a cheerful person, yet yesterday she asked her so anxiously if she would stop loving her in the future. It made her feel so sorry for her.
Looking at the couple opposite him, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, Director Wang was somewhat speechless. "How about this," he said, "I'll call over a teacher from the national-level training program. Would it be alright if you two communicated with the teacher?"
“Okay.” The pale-faced Bu Ling replied.
"Hmph!" said the red-faced mulberry.
...
A moment later, the teacher from the national class arrived.
The teacher in the national class was a woman in her thirties, surnamed Lu.
After listening to the requests of both Bling and the other person, she immediately said:
"It's just the kids joking around, why are you all taking it so seriously?"
Her attitude caused Buling and Sangs to frown. Before they could speak, Teacher Lu spoke again:
"Are you the parents of Sang Mianmian?"
Without waiting for their reply, he continued speaking to himself:
“When you go home, you really need to give your child a good talking-to. A girl shouldn’t be so wild, always fighting with a bunch of boys.”
Bu Ling's face darkened, and he couldn't care less about playing the good cop anymore. "What's wrong with a young lady? She's my daughter. She can do whatever she wants, as long as she's happy!"
“That’s right!” said Mulberry.
Sensing the unfriendly tone of the two, Teacher Lu was somewhat puzzled, "I meant well."
"No need," Sangshen retorted coldly. "Save your kindness for your daughter."
Then, without wasting any more words with her, he turned to look at Manager Wang:
"Teacher Wang, please tell me what we should do about this?"
When the person in charge, Wang, was singled out, he had to face the matter: "Make Gou Dan apologize to Sang Mianmian."
Bling remained noncommittal: "No need. Call the child over, and we'll talk to him."
An apology alone won't do; she needs to teach this brat a lesson for his foul mouth.
The person in charge, Mr. Wang, flatly refused: "No way."
How could he agree to let a child face two people who clearly had ill intentions alone?
"Don't worry, Teacher Wang, we're just going to talk to that child," Bu Ling reassured the tense Teacher Wang.
Teacher Wang remained silent, shaking her head in refusal as before.
She was a person of principle, and no matter what Buling and Sangs said, she did not agree to call Gou Dan over.
Fortunately, that wasn't the main purpose of Buling and Sangshen either.
The main purpose of their stunt today was to show how seriously they took this matter.
I believe that after today, if any naughty child makes a nasty remark in front of her daughter, these teachers will no longer treat it as a trivial matter of children bickering.
After all, Sang Mianmian's parents are not easy to mess with.
Even if Teacher Wang did let them see Gou Dan, so what? Were they going to beat up the kid?
So, at this point, both Buling and Sangshen had achieved their goals.
Next, it's time to wrap things up.
The preschool provides lunch.
The training class at the machinery factory was originally designed for the benefit of the workers, so it's not surprising that they provided lunch.
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