Han Chengda, who was carefully removing the seeds from each hawthorn, looked up and said, "Second sister, be more careful."
"Brother, I have something important to tell you. Did you know that our third brother received three disciplinary actions?"
Han Chengda's eyes suddenly sharpened and darkened: "When did one disciplinary action become three?"
The little girl shrank her neck and shook her head: "I don't know either. I didn't even know that my third brother had a disciplinary record."
Han Chengda knew that Han Chengshan had a disciplinary record when his parents were still alive.
"Where's the third brother?"
"They're not back yet."
"You help me remove the seeds, I'm going to find him."
"Big brother—"
Han Rou said worriedly, "After Mom and Dad passed away, my third brother became very irritable. You... don't be too harsh on him, talk to him nicely."
"I know what I'm doing."
...
On a secluded road, Han Chengshan was surrounded by five junior high school students.
"You're Han Chengshan?"
"I heard your grandfather was a good-for-nothing?"
"Han Chengshan, you may have been arrogant in elementary school, but you won't be so arrogant in junior high!"
"Serves you right for bullying my brother. Now you're scared, aren't you?"
"You think you can't beat me, so you call on the old guys?" Han Chengshan was not only unafraid, but also looked disdainful: "If you're so capable, then fight me one-on-one. What kind of hero are you, five against one!"
"Damn! Kid, you think you can take us down one by one? Don't even dream about it! Only a fool would fight you one-on-one. We love to gang up on one of you!"
"Brothers, let's go and teach this arrogant brat a lesson!"
Han Chengshan dodged one attack, but another would seize the opportunity to ambush him; two fists can't fight ten hands.
"What are you doing!" a shout rang out.
Five junior high school students took off running.
Han Chengshan stood up from the ground in a disheveled state.
The head of discipline helped the person up, his voice stern: "If I hadn't taken this path today, do you know what would have happened to you?"
"What else could happen? He'll just get beaten up. As long as he doesn't die, he'll be fine!"
"Undying? Once, on this very road! Three unemployed men robbed and beat a student, and because the golden time for treatment was missed, the student died."
"He died young, what does that have to do with me?"
A deep black vortex appeared in Han Chengshan's eyes: "I'm very lucky to be alive. Otherwise, if the whole village had died, why would I still be alive?"
The dean of students softened and grabbed Han Chengshan: "Come on, let's go to the hospital."
"Teacher, let go! Stop pulling and tugging! You're going to tear my sleeve..."
"If you say another word, I'll give you a disciplinary warning!"
"Teacher, besides punishment, what else can you threaten me with?"
"We need to contact your parents!"
"Parents...does that person count?"
"He is your guardian."
“Guardian? He and I are not on the same household registration book.”
“Your grandfather has already bought a house and moved all seven of your household registrations into it. He is the head of the household, and in the relationship column, he is listed as grandfather and grandson.”
"He bought a house? How is that possible?"
Han Chengshan clearly remembers that three months ago, the seven of them followed their newly recognized grandfather home and found him living in a dilapidated bicycle management office.
At the time, the old man only had 10,000 yuan on him, which the police had just given him.
You can buy a house in just three months?
What a joke!
Is selling candied hawthorn berries really that profitable?
What he didn't know was that Han Fei's net monthly income could reach over 100,000 yuan.
Han Fei and Old Man Xu split the bill in half. Old Man Xu was initially reluctant to accept so much, since the recipe belonged to Han Fei. However, Han Fei said it was rent, and if Old Man Xu didn't accept it, he would move out.
In three months, Han Fei saved over 200,000 yuan, enough to buy a small house in the suburbs.
The house was too far from the children's school, and too small to accommodate so many people, so they were just registered there; they still lived in Old Xu's self-built house.
Han Chengshan was reluctantly taken to the hospital by the head of the teaching department. While the doctor was applying medicine to him, the head of the teaching department went out to make a phone call to Han Fei.
Han Fei hurriedly left the room and bumped into Han Chengda, who was on his way to find Han Chengshan.
Han Chengda rarely saw this old man in such a hurry, and he unusually took the initiative to speak to Han Fei: "What's the urgent matter?"
"Grandson, come on, let's go to the hospital! Shan got beaten up!"
"What!"
...
"Third brother!" Han Chengda walked over angrily.
Upon hearing Han Chengda's voice, Han Chengshan instinctively trembled.
This cowardly demeanor didn't appear even when surrounded by five people, but it showed the moment he saw his elder brother.
This might be due to the bloodline suppression from his elder brother!
The head of the teaching department breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the parents arrive: "Grandpa Han Chengshan, you've come."
"Teacher Jiang, thank you for bringing Shanzi to the hospital. Here's how much the treatment cost."
“Money is a small matter. The problem is with Han Chengshan’s thinking. He told me that he’s going to the junior high school tomorrow to confront those five people and take revenge when they are alone.”
Han Fei: "..."
Is this kid out of his mind?
Why not wait until you're healed before seeking revenge? Why rush to take revenge tomorrow?
Even if they were to carry out this plan, they should have at least put a sack over the person's head and beaten them up, instead of brazenly announcing to the world, "I'm going to commit murder!"
If he doesn't go and beat people up tomorrow, but something happens to those five people, wouldn't he be the first suspect?
"Don't worry, Teacher Jiang, I won't set up a stall tomorrow, I won't go anywhere else, I'll just keep an eye on this kid! I won't let him go out alone until he's healed!"
"So...when will you set up your stall?"
It will take at least a week for Han Chengshan to recover from his injury, right?
Can't we eat candied hawthorn berries for a week?
The seemingly serious headmaster is actually a sweet tooth.
"Even though I don't go, Lao Xu will still set up his stall."
"That's good!"
The head of the teaching department blurted out, and his face turned red as soon as the words left his mouth.
She coughed lightly and said, "Now that the child is in your care, I can go back with peace of mind."
"Wait, Teacher Jiang, I haven't paid your medical bills yet!"
Let's talk about it later.
The head of the teaching department hurriedly left in his high heels.
Han Fei asked Han Chengshan, "Do you know how much money you spent on this?"
"She was worried I had a fracture, so she had a CT scan done. It was quite expensive, costing 510 yuan in total."
Han Fei handed the money to Han Chengda: "Go after him and return the money to Teacher Jiang."
Han Chengda gave Han Chengshan a deep look: "Wait until I get back and teach you a lesson."
After sending Han Chengda away, Han Fei sighed and said, "Tell Grandpa honestly how many disciplinary actions you've taken."
Han Chengshan said in a muffled voice, "Three."
"Did you know that eating the fourth card would get you expelled?"
"Know."
"Why were you beaten this time?"
Han Chengshan's attitude was hostile: "They came to beat me, go ask them."
"Okay, tell me who hit you, and I'll go ask them."
"Grandpa, you're not kidding, are you?" Han Chengshan asked in shock.
He answered in such a foul tone that he guessed the old man might be angered, but he wasn't.
He thought the old man would say: "They beat you, don't you look for the reason within yourself? Don't you have any self-awareness? Don't you know why people hate you?" But he didn't.
He actually... was going to ask those people?
Why?
Han Chengshan asked, bewildered, "Don't you think they hit me because of me? Don't you think it takes two to tango, and I must have done something wrong?"
Han Fei countered, "They hit you, wasn't that their fault? What fault did you commit?"
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