He Ruixue's face darkened, "You really don't have it?"
He Xiaoyou tried his best to prove himself, "I didn't do that, aunt, you still don't believe me? I wouldn't even steal Xiaoai's candy, how could I steal someone else's things?"
It is true that He Xiaoyou is stingy and loves money, and sometimes he even deliberately cheats Xiaoai of her snacks, but that is the way they get along as siblings.
The He family's education was successful. Even the original owner, who was so domineering, would never do anything sneaky, let alone other people.
"Have you ever offended anyone at school? Did someone deliberately slander you?"
He Xiaoyou was even more confused. "Who did I offend? I don't know. Everyone was having a good time."
He Ruixue thought of Yan Yiyi's slander of her classmates for stealing her things, and continued to ask, "What is your relationship with the person whose pen was stolen?"
"It's okay. I was his deskmate for two months, but his family is well-off and he doesn't talk to us much."
"Did the teacher find it, or did someone dig it out of your pencil case?"
He Xiaoyou's tone became excited. "It was my deskmate who reported me to the teacher. He's a bad guy! I must have brought meat from home a few days ago and didn't share it with him. He must be holding a grudge and is deliberately picking on me.
"Auntie, maybe he did it, otherwise why would he have to open my pencil case in front of the teacher?"
"Okay, neither of you has any evidence. The key is that you can't be branded as a thief. Come on, let's go somewhere first."
He Ruixue took him to the department store. Looking at the dazzling counters in front of him, He Xiaoyou forgot his worries for a moment and was left with amazement.
The stationery counter was on the third floor. She led the group up and pointed at the samples on the counter, "What brand is your classmate's pen?"
He Xiaoyou pointed forward and said, "This."
The prices of pens vary. A cheap Panda pen costs less than one yuan, while the prices of different Hero pen models vary greatly, ranging from two or three yuan to eighteen yuan. He was referring to the ones that cost more than seven yuan each.
"Didn't you say a dozen yuan?"
The clerk at the counter recognized her and took the initiative to talk to her. His attitude was very good. "You mean the gold pen? Eighteen yuan each, exactly one month's salary for an apprentice. It's in the back. If you want me to give it to you."
He Xiaoyou shook his head, "His pen isn't gold, it's black."
"That's not what the golden pen means. Never mind. It's almost the same."
The Hero 100 gold pen is very different from the ordinary one in appearance and it is easy to tell them apart. "Your classmate must have lied to you."
The reason is that all children like to brag. It's normal for them to learn what adults say and brag about it outside.
He Xiaoyou bit his lip and said, "More than seven yuan is expensive." It was more than all the New Year's money he had saved over the years.
"fine."
She pointed at the pen in the salesperson's front pocket and asked, "Comrade, can you sell me this used one?"
The other person took out a pen from his pocket and said, "Are you sure you want it? The newer the fountain pen, the better it writes. I've only used this one for half a year, but I use it quite often. Maybe you're not used to it."
It's a matter of fate when it comes to fountain pens. Some people switch to more expensive ones but find they don't feel the pen well, and end up using the cheap ones until they are worn out.
He Ruixue took the pen and scratched a few times on the paper. Seeing that the appearance was well preserved and 90% new, she insisted, "It's okay. It's for children, so it's not important. I don't have any industrial coupons with me today. How about selling it to me for five dollars?"
The man thought for a moment and said, "Add another fifty cents."
"OK."
He Ruixue took He Xiaoyou back and handed him the pen. "Put it in your pencil case. I'll go with you early tomorrow to find out what's going on."
He Xiaoyou was confused the whole time and didn't understand why she bought the pen, but with her promise, he felt at ease.
Now, his aunt has become the most capable person in his eyes. As long as she takes action, any problem can be solved easily.
The next day during lunch break, He Ruixue went to her nephew's junior high school and found his homeroom teacher's office. The teacher seemed surprised that she was so young and hesitated to acknowledge her for a moment. "Comrade, who are you?"
"Oh, I'm He Xiaoyou's aunt. His parents are busy at work today, so I'm here on their behalf. May I ask if my Xiaoyou is in trouble or..."
"No, He is usually a very good student. But yesterday... I'm sure you've heard about it. That student was desperately looking for a pen, and I didn't want to teach the thief a lesson, so I ended up digging through his pencil case."
The head teacher understood that He Xiaoyou's family was well off and it was not difficult for him to buy a pen, so he did not think that he could do such a thing.
"Teacher, I think this is just a misunderstanding. Please follow me."
They came to the classroom together. He Ruixue was wearing a cadre uniform today and her hair was neatly groomed. She made the whole room bright and beautiful as soon as she entered.
He Xiaoyou's deskmate poked his arm and said, "This is your aunt, so beautiful."
"Yes, He Xiaoyou, this is the young lady who is a cadre you mentioned? So... so impressive."
Children don't have many adjectives, but they all tried their best to praise her. He Ruixue was secretly happy when she heard it. She walked up to He Xiaoyou with a calm face and said, "Hurry up and open your pencil case so that the teacher can see it."
He opened it as he was told, and a pen appeared inside. Everyone looked at the boy in the first row in surprise, only to see that he also had a pen in his hand, which looked exactly the same.
"Why are there two pens?"
He Ruixue lowered her head and spoke gently, "This is my pen. I've been using it for half a year. I gave it to He Xiaoyou a few days ago, so he has no reason to steal other people's things."
Then he looked at the boy at the table in front of him and said, "Classmate, I heard that you were the one who exposed him. Did you see it with your own eyes? When did Xiaoyou make the move? Did anyone see it?"
Her face turned cold, a hint of oppression emanating from her. The table in front of her turned pale, and she mumbled, "I saw it. It was during physical education class."
"Really? Xiaoyou said he was in the bathroom at the time. I looked and saw that it would take him three minutes to run to the classroom. How did he get there and back in such a short time?
Don't say he's lying. He wasn't the only one in the bathroom at the time. If I ask around the school, there's bound to be someone who will testify for him. What about you? Do you have anyone who can testify for you?"
"I... I just saw him holding a pen..."
"Think about it more carefully. Maybe you saw it wrongly. You saw him using the same pen and thought he stole it. You didn't mean to slander him, right?"
People always subconsciously acknowledge things that benefit them, and even actively blur their memories. "Yes, I saw him using it this morning, and I thought he took it from someone else. I'm sorry, He Xiaoyou, I misunderstood you."
He Xiaoyou hid the strange look in his eyes and shook his head, "It's okay, I didn't explain it clearly."
His deskmate pulled his sleeve and said, "Xiaoyou, when have you ever used a fountain pen? Why have I never seen it before?"
"I think it's too expensive. I keep it in my pencil case and rarely take it out. Maybe you didn't see it when I needed it."
It is not good to lie, but his aunt is doing it for him, so he has to cooperate.
"That's right." My deskmate was a bit calm and didn't dwell on it anymore.
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