"No, sister. If you don't finish copying, the teacher will beat you tomorrow..." Yi Xiaomai was anxious, and the other kids were also anxious.
Yi Yami was angry. "This is not a normal amount of homework. Listen to me and go get some rest. I'm going to Xuetang tomorrow and ask him how he teaches his students."
Yi Xiaomai looked at Yi Yami worriedly.
Yi Yami touched Yi Xiaomai's head and said, "When did you become so obedient? Do you just follow what the teacher says? Do you respect your teacher so much?"
Yi Xiaomai blushed as she listened, "Master, sometimes what you say makes sense..."
Yi Yami sighed, "That's right, you have to think for yourself. It's not just what others say. The teacher assigned so many homeworks, do other students have them? If other students don't have them, then they are deliberately targeting you. If they are deliberately making things difficult for you, you should tell the adults when you get home. If you can't handle it yourself, you should ask others to help you. This is the right thing to do. Do you remember?" Yi Yami touched Yi Xiaomai's head.
Yi Xiaomai nodded, and the other dolls also nodded.
The Yi family had originally dispersed, but when they heard Yi Xiaomai say that they would be beaten, they all gathered together. Seeing the scars on their child's body, they were furious and shouted that they would find the teacher to ask for clarification tomorrow.
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The next day, Yi Ji was still open, but the serving speed was much slower. When customers asked about it, the girls in the store explained that there were some things going on at home, so there were a few fewer people in the kitchen.
Yi Yami, Yi Lao Da, Yi Lao Er, and Yi Lao San rushed to Cunzhen School with eight children in a threatening manner.
Master Sun was drinking tea and was shocked when he saw this person.
"Master Sun, I have something to ask you." Yi Yami's voice was loud, and some parents who were sending their children to school were attracted to come over.
"What's the matter? Let's talk inside. Don't talk here anymore. Other children have to go inside for class." Master Sun tried to stop her from speaking.
"I won't go in. I just want to ask the teacher and the parents of other children, who would beat their child like this in class?" Yi Yami lifted up Yi Xiaomai's clothes. There were shocking scars on Yi Xiaomai's back and buttocks. Yi Xiaomai wanted to save face, so he clutched his pants tightly. Yi Yami didn't want others to see his brother's buttocks.
When everyone saw Yi Xiaomai's back, they gasped.
"Why are you beaten like this? Baby, were you beaten by the teacher?" A woman said with concern, and asked her son the next second.
The child shook his head.
Master Sun's face was a little embarrassed. "Since ancient times, it has been normal for children to be beaten in the process of teaching and educating people. Miss Xiaoyi, you are spoiling your child. Indulging a child is like killing him. It is unacceptable."
The others also thought it made sense and nodded frequently.
"Really? Then why didn't the other kids get beaten?" Yi Yami grabbed a child at random. Although it was just a random grab, Yi Xiaomai had already identified the child as Wang Deli's son, Wang Dafa. He lifted his clothes and saw that he was clean and white, without a single scar.
Master Sun was speechless.
Wang Dafa was watching a show, but was suddenly grabbed by Yi Yami and his clothes were lifted up. His face flushed red. "You woman, you are really shameless. Why did you lift my clothes up? Don't you know that men and women should not touch each other? You have no manners as a woman!" Wang Dafa scolded.
Yi Yami ignored Wang Dafa's words and continued to ask Master Sun, "Why? Master Sun, why don't other children have any marks of being beaten, but only my eight children have scars? Why? Are my children the only ones who are disobedient? Are they ignorant?"
Master Sun nodded and said, "That's right, your children are disobedient, so I beat them."
"Come on, Xiaomai, speak for yourselves." Yiyami shouted.
Yi Xiaomai, with his upper body naked, took out the homework he had copied during this period from his cloth bag. The other children also took out the homework they had copied during this period and piled them together, making a huge pile.
"This is the teacher. He asked us to copy them during this period. Each person is required to copy fifty sheets every day. If we fail to finish, we will be beaten." Yi Xiaomai and the others pointed out.
"Fifty sheets? How can you copy all the sheets of paper that big?" said a passerby.
"Master Sun, what do you think?" Yiyami looked at him.
"We have our own teaching methods. Isn't Miss Xiao Yi spoiling the child too much?" Master Sun said gritting his teeth.
"Oh my God, am I spoiling my child? We sent our child to your Cunzhen School to learn something, not to be beaten. Of course I know it is normal to be beaten by the teacher at school, but don't you think this is a bit too much? Even the jailer in the prison would not beat the child like this, right? We sent a good child here, and you beat him like this. We want an explanation!" Yiyami said with her hands on her hips.
Yi Laoer and the others echoed, "Yes, we want an explanation!"
"Sister Xiaoyi, I can testify that our homework is not as much as Xiaomai and the others. I wanted to tell the truth, but Master Sun wouldn't let me. He even beat me up. It hurt so much that I didn't dare tell my mother when I got home." Ma Rongrong said weakly.
Although Ma Rongrong's voice was small, it was heard by all the adults present. The next second, Ma Rongrong's mother, Ma Dasao, rang out, "Oh my God, where did he hit you? Look, mother! Damn it!"
Mrs. Ma originally wanted to go to Yiji to have a meal and talk to Yi Yami, but she didn't expect Yi Yami was not there. When she asked, she found out that she had brought her child to the school. She came to the school with the idea of watching melons, only to find out that her own child had also been beaten. She pulled Ma Rongrong over for examination and found that her back and buttocks were all bruised.
Mrs. Ma flew into a rage on the spot, "Grandson! I sent my child to you because you are older and capable, and the school is close to home. You don't teach my child well and you even beat him. I myself can't bear to hit him, but you beat him like this. If I don't lose my temper, do you really think I'm a sick cat?" Mrs. Ma cursed loudly, and while cursing, she rushed to Master Sun and started scratching his face.
Mrs. Sun heard the noise and came out to see a woman scratching her husband's face. She became angry and immediately several people started fighting.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Are you going to rebel?" Wang Deli walked slowly to the scene with a big belly.
Yi Yami glanced at Wang Deli and said nothing.
Wang Deli asked people to separate Ma Dasao and Madam Sun.
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