When Jia Dongsheng and Qin Huairu received the news that Banggeng had a fight at school, the steel rolling mill had just finished lunch and there was nothing to do for the time being.
When Qin Huairu heard that Banggeng was fighting at school, she was very worried. What if Banggeng was expelled?
She also hopes that Banggeng will grow up to be successful.
That's right, she was not worried about the fight, but about Banggeng getting expelled.
It’s just because people of this generation think that children fighting is normal and not worth taking too seriously.
"Dongsheng, I'll go to the school now."
After hearing the notice from the school, Qin Huairu couldn't sit still and wanted to get up and go to school immediately.
Jia Dongsheng immediately shook his head: "Don't go, I'll go."
"you go?"
Qin Huairu was still worried when she heard that she was not allowed to go: "How about we both go?"
"That won't work. There must be at least two chefs in the kitchen. If there are any reception dishes later, Nan Yi won't be able to handle it alone."
Patting Qin Huairu on the shoulder, Jia Dongsheng said firmly, "Don't worry, I won't let Banggeng suffer any loss."
"Well, okay." Qin Huairu nodded with difficulty. She could only suppress her worry and looked at Jia Dongsheng expectantly: "Dongsheng, you have to talk to the school. You can't let Banggeng get expelled!"
He looked at Qin Huairu strangely. What a mother she is. She is not worried about her son being beaten, but only worried about whether he will be expelled?
"Don't worry, Banggeng is my nephew. How can I let him be expelled from school?"
After smiling and giving Qin Huairu some comfort, Jia Dongsheng followed the people from the school and walked towards the school.
While walking towards the school, Jia Dongsheng kept thinking to himself, this is a bit strange!
Most of the students in Hongxing Primary School are children of steel mill workers. If children fight nowadays, just look at Qin Huairu and you will know that it is not a big deal at all. There is no need to call the parents!
This is not sixty or seventy years from now. Back then, children were treasures and there was only one in a family. Not only would they get bullied due to fighting, but even if they got bumped or bruised, people would complain about you, making it impossible for you to be a teacher.
In this day and age, which child doesn’t fight?
If we always call parents, who will build the country?
Therefore, Jia Dongsheng also felt a little worried: "Is it possible that this brat Banggeng is bullying other students just because he has learned martial arts for a few days?"
Why does Jia Dongsheng think so?
It’s because in his opinion, there are not many primary school students nowadays who can beat Banggeng, even though Banggeng is only in the second grade.
But who made him have such high requirements for stick jokes?
There’s nothing I can do!
Jia Dongsheng planned to let Bang Geng join the army, but he didn't ask him to do it harshly. If Bang Geng died on the battlefield, how would he explain to Qin Huairu?
He wanted Banggeng to kill the enemy, not to give himself up to death, so he had to practice his skills well.
After all, he is his nephew!
However, precisely because of his hard training, excellent physical fitness and nervous reaction, he has become a leader among children.
If he really bullies someone, he can really beat them up.
Worried, Jia Dongsheng came to Hongxing Primary School. As soon as he entered the teaching building, he heard a woman's voice shouting loudly.
"You bastard, you dare to hit my child? Don't stop me, I'm going to beat him up."
When Jia Dongsheng heard this, he could hear two local curse words mixed in with the Mandarin, plus the tone of voice. He thought about it carefully and thought it seemed to be the Shanxi dialect!
Naigranhuo, translated as "someone who deserves a beating".
Jia Dongsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, walked forward, and entered the office where the cursing came from.
Banggeng and three other guys were standing side by side, with a woman in her thirties standing beside them, shouting and cursing at Banggeng from a distance. Wenli seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't get a word in.
In addition to them, there was an old man in his sixties and a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. Both of them were standing next to the woman who was yelling and cursing. The middle-aged man was pulling the woman's clothes slightly, but he was just pretending.
But he let the woman just curse and didn't let her rush over to attack Bang Geng.
Next to Wen Li, there was also a young man, who should also be a teacher. He also wanted to speak, but he could not stop the woman's scolding.
"Second uncle."
Banggeng didn't take the woman who scolded him seriously at all. He just stiffened his neck and looked at the fat boy. It was because of this boy that he hadn't had lunch yet and his stomach was rumbling.
When Jia Dongsheng came in, he was seen by Bang Geng, who shouted at him.
"You are the second uncle of this Negran guy. I was just looking for you. You are a gun-breaking monkey. How could you teach a child like that? How could you let him bully others?"
As soon as the woman heard Bang Geng calling for help, she immediately rushed towards Jia Dongsheng.
However, Jia Dongsheng didn't bother to pay attention to her at all. He didn't even look at her, but looked past her and at Wen Li.
"Teacher Wenli, what on earth is going on?"
"What else could it be?"
Wen Li was speechless again when the woman interrupted her: "Look at how you beat my kid. He's bleeding. You idiot monkey, why don't you just shoot all of you, big and small?"
Gun kill monkey?
Jia Dongsheng knew a little bit of Shanxi dialect, but not a lot. He didn't quite understand these three words, but he knew they were definitely not good words.
His expression became a little ugly, and he yelled, "Shut up."
"What are you shouting about?"
These words did make the woman shut up, but the man in his thirties following behind her was not happy and stood up directly.
"I yell?"
Jia Dongsheng pointed at the woman and said, "I've been listening to her yelling for a long time. Who are you to her? What's the matter? Do you think being louder is right?"
"This is my wife, and that boy is your nephew. He bullied my son, and you don't allow my wife to say a few words?"
The middle-aged man didn't want to argue with the children in school, but he was no longer as good-tempered as before towards Jia Dongsheng, the parent. He had a son at the age of 38 and loved him very much.
"You said my nephew bullied people, so he bullied people?"
Jia Dongsheng was not one to pamper others, so he directly retorted: "What's going on? I need to hear what the teacher has to say first."
"Here's what happened."
Feeling that she could finally speak, Wen Li immediately began to explain what had happened. Finally, she looked at the unreasonable woman and said, "Wang Shian's parents, Wang Shian was at fault first, and that's why the fight started."
Wang Shian is the little fat boy. When his parents came before, they saw that their son was beaten with black and blue face, and there was paper stuffed in his nose to stop the bleeding.
He didn't even listen to what Wenli and the male teacher said, and started yelling and cursing loudly. His behavior was a bit arrogant, not like that of an ordinary working class person.
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