As Shumei spoke, she seemed to really want to kneel down.
Seeing this, Teacher Li quickly stepped forward to support Shumei's hands. "Mother Zhang Shuangning, please don't do that! If you really kneel down, it will shorten my lifespan. According to our age, I still have to call you Big Sister."
“…” Faced with such a kind-hearted teacher, Shumei really didn’t know what to say.
"Okay, the matter is resolved. You can go back with peace of mind! I will pay more attention to Zhang Shuangning in the future and try not to let her make any more mistakes."
"Well! Then I'll be leaving first. I'll leave you to take care of my Zhang Shuangning."
"Okay, you go back!" Teacher Li patted Shumei's hand. In this scene, the two of them really looked like good sisters.
"Okay, Teacher Li, I'll be leaving now. Goodbye!" Shumei said to Teacher Li with a smile, and walked out of the office backwards.
She pushed her bicycle out of the school, but instead of riding back to the village, she rode towards the town.
It was very windy and cold today. As I rode my bike, the cold wind blew against my face.
To save time, Shumei pedaled extra fast. Although beads of sweat formed on her forehead, her hands gripping the handlebars were icy cold. Sometimes, she couldn't help but bring her hands to her mouth to breathe, holding the bicycle with one hand as it wobbled along the road.
She sighed in her heart: I haven't ridden a bike for a long time.
She suddenly felt as if she had returned to the past, when she, Ji Zong, and Boyi would often ride bicycles to many places and play.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than a decade has passed. She is no longer the young girl with two pigtails and a youthful appearance. Ji Zong is gone, and Boyi is in prison.
Everything seemed like a dream. She thought a lot and tears welled up in her eyes.
This person really can't be too idle. If he is idle, he will start to have random thoughts, feel sad for the world, and become sentimental.
She came to a fruit stall and carefully selected some seasonal oranges, as well as apples and bananas shipped from other places.
To her, these fruits are considered delicacies from the land and sea, and they are only prepared at home during festivals. Buying them on ordinary days can be considered a luxury.
"Boss, that's all. How much is it?"
"Twenty-three dollars and sixty cents, just give me twenty-three dollars and fifty cents!"
When she heard the boss's request, her heart was bleeding! But she had no choice but to spend the money. After a moment's hesitation, she took out her change and counted it out to the boss.
She hung the fruit on the handlebars of her bicycle and rode to the town hospital.
She found the ward where Zhou Yu was staying and stood at the door looking inside.
There was only one boy of the same age as Xiao Shuangning in the ward. He was leaning against the head of the bed, playing a video game console with great enthusiasm.
Shumei didn't need to think too much to know that this must be Xiao Shuangning's classmate Zhou Yu. She pushed the door open and walked in. Zhou Yu didn't even look up when he heard her, and continued playing the game console in his hand.
She put the fruit on the counter and said awkwardly, "Hello, classmate Zhou Yu!"
Zhou Yu didn't say anything, but nodded conditionally.
"I apologize to you for what my Zhang Shuangning did. I bought some fruit. If you want to eat something, I'll peel it for you."
When Zhou Yu heard Zhang Shuangning's name, he finally raised his head and looked at Shumei in surprise.
Shumei finally saw Zhou Yu's face clearly. It was a clean face that looked very sunny, not like a naughty child.
"Who are you?"
"I am Zhang Shuangning's mother."
"Zhang Shuangning's mother?" Zhou Yu was a little unconvinced, his eyes widening as big as glutinous rice balls. After a moment of silence, he came to his senses. "Auntie! Hello, hello, please sit down. I'll move a stool for you."
As Zhou Yu spoke, he felt the urge to come down and move a stool for Shumei.
"No, you're injured! Lie down quickly and don't touch the wound. It's a stool, right? I can carry it myself." Shumei said, forcing her back to lie on the bed.
As she moved a stool to the bedside, she asked, "Classmate Zhou Yu! Auntie bought you some fruit. What do you want to eat? Auntie will peel it for you."
"Hmm... oranges!" Zhou Yu glanced at the fruits on the cabinet and said casually.
"Hey! Okay, auntie will peel it for you right away." Shumei smiled amiably, quickly picked the biggest orange from the bag, and began to peel it with her bare hands.
"Auntie, why are you in the hospital? Where's Ningning? Why isn't she here?"
Zhou Yu was a little surprised. Since Xiao Shuangning's mother was here, why didn't Zhang Shuangning come? She was half responsible for this injury! Although the injury wasn't serious, it was still a bit of an injury, wasn't it?
"Ningning, Ningning is in school! If she doesn't study hard, how can she tutor you after school?"
"Auntie, what did you say? You said Ningning was coming to tutor me?"
"Yes! She beat you up and put you in the hospital. It's only natural for her to come and tutor you. Otherwise, we would feel even worse if you fell behind in your studies."
Wow! If that's the case, I'd rather stay in the hospital forever and have Ningning tutor me for the rest of my life. Just thinking about it makes me excited. It's like a blessing in disguise.
"Then I'd like to thank you and Ningning first."
"Why are you thanking me? This is what we should do. It's my disappointing daughter's fault for causing such a big disaster and putting you in the hospital. As for the medical expenses and the compensation your mother mentioned, well... I know a thousand yuan is definitely not enough, but don't worry, I will do my best to find a way to get it together, and I will definitely give you every penny less. Oh my! Look at me, why am I saying all this to a child like you? Come, have some oranges, I picked them specially for you."
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