Pei Ziheng nodded: "Okay."

Shen Mingzhu patted his shoulder encouragingly: "Don't feel stressed. Since you have decided to take a leave of absence, just relax a little and treat it as an early winter vacation."

"Um."

Shen Mingzhu began to worry about her son's plans and arrangements during the time he was out of school.

Pei Ziheng told her that he wanted to make a small invention and would show the results to Shen Mingzhu after he succeeded.

Shen Mingzhu was concerned about whether he needed help, and after being rejected, she just went with the other party.

Her son has always been a goal-oriented and self-disciplined person since he was young, and he has hardly ever caused her any worries.

After dinner, Shen Mingzhu called her daughter's class teacher and asked him to notify Fu Qiang's parents to come to the school at 8:30 tomorrow morning. She had something to communicate with him. If he didn't come, she would go to his unit to find someone.

The class teacher Xie Xiuyun also tried to persuade Shen Mingzhu to make a small matter, but Shen Mingzhu's attitude was very tough, so she had to agree to contact Fu Qiang's parents.

After finishing the call, Shen Mingzhu said to Pei Yang on the sofa: "You will go to school with me tomorrow morning."

"Me too?"

"Do you have anything to do tomorrow morning?"

Pei Ziheng replied silently: "Mom, I'll go with you."

Shen Mingzhu looked at her son with appreciation and agreed.

Pei Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is it necessary for the whole family to go? People will think we are here to cause trouble."

Shen Mingzhu looked at him coldly: "That's right, I'm here to pick a fight. I want to let them know that the Pei family is not a pushover. If any child wants to bully Guoguo in the future, they have to think twice."

That's true.

"Mom is right."

"Mom, you're so nice."

Looking at the daughter and son surrounding Shen Mingzhu on the left and right, Pei Yang hurried over and held the mother and her two children in his arms.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

The next day, the whole family got up early, had breakfast and went to Pei Tang's school together.

When they arrived at the school, Shen Mingzhu did not go in directly. Instead, she sat in the car and asked Pei Tang to keep an eye on the school gate and tell her as soon as he saw Fu Qiang.

The family had no idea what she was up to, but they obeyed her and waited in the car.

Pei Tang waited until 8 o'clock, and then pointed at a mother and son and said to Shen Mingzhu, "Mom, he is Fu Qiang."

"get off."

At Shen Mingzhu's invitation, the father and his two sons got out of the car together.

Fu's mother walked towards the school gate with her son, whispering something to him.

Until they were stopped by Shen Mingzhu's family.

"Are you Fu Qiang's parent?"

Feeling that the family had come with ill intentions, Fu's mother subconsciously protected her son behind her, "What do you want to do?"

"I'm Pei Tang's mother. I asked Teacher Xie to invite you to the school to discuss it in detail."

After learning about Shen Mingzhu's purpose and identity, Fu's mother's face became even more uneasy.

Just the presence of Pei Yang, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, standing in front of one's face is enough to make one feel oppressed.

Although Shen Mingzhu and Pei Ziheng are not tall, their auras are stronger than each other.

In line with the principle of a good man not to suffer a loss in front of him, Fu's mother became polite and said, "It's almost time for class. Let's go to school to talk about anything."

Shen Mingzhu smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I've already said hello to Teacher Xie, it's okay to be late for a while."

Fu's mother added: "It's cold outside, the child can't stand the cold..."

Shen Mingzhu didn't respond to the other party's words, but directly took out her daughter's scratched skirt and the invoice for the purchase of the skirt.

"The first time my daughter wore this skirt to school, your son Fu Qiang scratched it with a watercolor pen. He scratched it 18 times in total. She washed it after returning home, but the marks are still there."

"Now there are two options. Either you take the skirt back and try to remove the mark so that there is no trace left. Or you pay the price and take the skirt back."

Looking at the price on the invoice, Fu's mother became upset.

"There are so many students in the class. What evidence do you have to prove that the skirt was made by my Fu Qiang?"

"Many classmates saw Fu Qiang scribble on my daughter's skirt. This is witness evidence. Secondly, Fu Qiang admitted his mistake in front of Teacher Xie and wrote a letter of apology. This is physical evidence. Is that enough?"

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Seeing that she couldn't shirk the blame, Fu's mother excused her son again: "Children are young and ignorant, so it's inevitable that they will be naughty sometimes. You also have a son, and your son gave you a lot of headaches when he was young, didn't he?"

Pei Ziheng spoke up for Shen Mingzhu and said, "I have never done anything so uneducated as scratching my classmate's clothes with a pen. If you can't discipline your son, be prepared to clean up the mess for him."

Fu's mother was so embarrassed that she had to agree to help with the laundry.

She had no other choice. Such a small suspender skirt cost more than 180 yuan, and she couldn't bear to pay for it.

Pei Ziheng reminded: "The skirt cannot be machine washed, as it will easily damage the handmade beads on it. Hot water is also not allowed, because it is made of cashmere and will shrink and deform if used in hot water."

"I'll bring the clothes to school once they're clean. Is there anything else?"

Hearing that washing a skirt was so troublesome, Fu's mother looked a little unhappy.

Shen Mingzhu hosted such a big event, of course she wouldn't do it just for a piece of clothing.

"In addition to scratching my daughter's skirt, your son also deliberately knocked over her pencil case, pulled her braids, snatched her scarf, etc. I have two demands today."

"First, have your son bow to my daughter and apologize. Second, your son must promise me that he will not bully my daughter again."

After hearing Shen Mingzhu's request, Fu's mother's face became even uglier.

It was school time and people were coming and going at the school gate. During the time when the two sides were negotiating, the area was surrounded by parents, children, and school teachers.

Asking her son to bow and apologize in public and to sign a letter of guarantee, how can she face people at school in the future?

"Mother Pei Tang, don't go too far. My son is a little naughty, but he is only seven years old. What's the big deal about him playing with his classmates? Is it necessary for you to make such a fuss?"

Pei Ziheng: "So, if that's the case..."

He walked up and ripped off Fu Qiang's scarf, threw it on the ground and stomped on it twice, then picked it up and hung it back around Fu Qiang's neck.

It snowed last night and the ground was covered in mud. My scarf instantly became dirty and smelly.

Fu Qiang was so angry that he wanted to take it off, but his movements were too clumsy and his face was covered with mud, which made him look funny and embarrassing.

Fu's mother screamed angrily: "What are you doing? Look at your children, don't you as parents care about them?"

Pei Ziheng curled his lips slightly, and said jokingly: "Auntie, I was just joking with Fu Qiang, why are you angry?"

Fu's mother was so choked that she stared blankly. She turned to Shen Mingzhu and accused her, "This is a new scarf I knitted two days ago. The wool alone cost me twenty yuan. Your son ruined it like this!"

Shen Mingzhu smiled: "Give it to me, I'll take it home and help you clean it."

Fu's mother nodded angrily, "Ha, I can see that your family is here for revenge today, right? It's no big deal for classmates in the same class to have a little conflict. Is it worth mobilizing so many people? Your son is already a teenager, and you just indulge him to bully my Fu Qiang. Parents like you are really eye-opening." (End of this chapter)