The teachers' offices are so shabby that the desks are all discarded by students. Each teacher in each grade has one, which they use to store students' homework books and personal belongings.

Zhang Yunxi led the two to their desks.

Mother Zhao's eyes drooped as she stared at Zhang Yunxi coldly: "Teacher Zhang, why did you call me to your office? You don't want to teach me a lesson, do you? Your tricks don't work on me. I'm just taking care of my son. How come I'm bothering you? Why do you want to extend your hand so far..."

"Mom!" Zhao Lao Hu interrupted his mother's long speech.

Tears as big as beans fell down. He felt so ashamed to have such a mother.

"What do you know about adults' behavior? I'm doing this for your own good, don't you understand? You've only known Zhang Zhiqing for a few days, and your heart is already leaning towards her? Is it really better to raise a dog than you? A dog will wag its tail when given food, but you don't. I don't care about you, but you are worse than a dog!" Mother Zhao spoke in a harsh tone, with an indescribable pride in her eyes.

The pride was directed at his son.

It's the child she raised.

It was the child for whom she had given so much.

You should listen to her! Without her, my son is nothing!!!

Yin Gan looked at the window with concern, praying that the teacher could help Zhao Lao Hu to take care of his mother. He didn't want his good friend to spend every day carefully trying to please his mother.

Zhang Yunxi gently wiped Zhao Laohu's tears and patted his back. The woman in front of her was a typical parent with a strong desire for control, and was also afraid that she would not be needed by her child.

Mother Zhao, who was standing, felt unhappy when she saw Zhang Yunxi being so intimate with her son: "Teacher Zhao, what do you want from me?"

"There are two things. The first is about my student Zhao Lao Hu. I know Zhao Lao Hu's father. He is a gentle man. I think he would be very sad if he saw his wife treating his son like this?" Zhang Yunxi knew Zhao Lao Hu's biological father.

Also a scumbag.

But garbage should also be recycled.

Zhang Yunxi also inquired about Zhao Laohu's doings, but his sister really got married without telling him, and his grades dropped sharply again and again, precisely because of his sister's marriage. He would work for other families to earn some food and save it up, and then give it all to his sister on the second day of the new year.

He still has the three views of a normal person.

This is important.

Seeing that Zhao's mother was panicking, Zhang Yunxi did not forget to add: "Of course, feudal superstition is not popular nowadays, I just said it casually."

Mother Zhao was sweating coldly when she heard this: "Where did you hear these things?!"

"I heard it by accident, but you know why you treated Lao Hu like that. I won't say more. I believe Zhao Lao Hu's father doesn't want his family's embarrassing situation to be known to everyone, especially to his wife."

"I……"

"Also, I can't control how you beat children in private, but if you beat or scold children at school again next time, I can ban you from entering the school." Zhang Yunxi's tone was light, but his eyes were sharp, with a kind of ruthless look like "If you don't believe me, just try it."

"I……"

"Stop talking about me and my, and let's talk about personal matters. Your daughter was married off as a result of human trafficking. If you don't redeem your daughter, you will go to jail soon. This is my kind reminder to the parents of my students. If you don't care, then I don't mind either. Just like that, please go back." Zhang Yunxi made a gesture of invitation.

When he saw Zhao Lao Hu, his eyes lit up like light bulbs.

She just knew it.

She didn't help the wrong person.

Mother Zhao was already in a trance, and kept repeating "impossible" and "you're talking nonsense".

"Don't exaggerate, this is impossible!!"

"Perhaps."

Zhang Yunxi's attitude was indifferent.

There's nothing unusual to see.

But the more she did this, the more panicked Mother Zhao became, and she hurried out to ask others what was going on.

The woman's back looked embarrassed, and Zhang Yunxi looked away.

In fact, parents don’t necessarily love their children. Do they give birth to their children out of love? Some parents simply fear that no one will take care of them when they are old.

The words they use to persuade their children to get married are simply "no one will take care of you when you are old."

Maybe they mean well.

Because they are the ones who profit.

I hope the children can benefit from it.

But they are only thinking about how to profit from children.

But what can they give to their children?

Bring your children into the world to suffer, and then sing the praises of your own greatness?

Zhang Yunxi curled her lips sarcastically, perhaps some people gave birth to children for "love". If there is no love, the children should be sensible and disappear from the world.

A child born without love.

It's no different than a tool.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Why do we have so much affection for tools?

Zhao Lao Hu asked with a little trepidation: "Teacher, will my sisters come back?"

Zhang Yunxi's heart couldn't help but sink: "Maybe."

Seeing his eyes quickly filled with tears, Zhang Yunxi's voice turned soft and coaxing a child: "We can work hard to change something. If things don't go as we wish, we can still have a clear conscience. You can try to write a letter to your sister, and the teacher will pay for the postage."

Zhang Yunxi took out three pieces of letter paper from the desk: "Are you willing?"

"I do!" Zhao Laohu nodded with sparkling eyes, and bowed deeply to Zhang Yunxi: "Teacher, thank you."

"It's okay." Zhang Yunxi brought him a stool and waited for him to write the letter. She also began to correct the homework. She looked up at the child, biting his lip, and crying so hard that his shoulders were shaking wildly. His tears soaked the letter paper. Zhang Yunxi patted his back with heartache and took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

Zhao Laohu said thank you softly and continued writing the letter. A big, round teardrop overflowed from his eyes, hung on his eyelashes, and was about to fall.

All three sheets of letter paper have been written.

He bowed deeply to Zhang Yunxi and left.

Yin Gan and his younger brother and sister were still waiting at the door of the office. They held the wild fruit in their hands and handed it to him: "Tiger, the wild fruit is very sweet, you try it."

"Yeah!" Zhao Lao Hu, Yin Gan, and his younger brother and sister ran to the corner at the back of the classroom and squatted to eat together.

Zhao Laohu leaned his head against the wall, watching them laugh happily, and also pursed his lips to reveal a faint smile.

After correcting the homework in the office, Zhang Yunxi walked out of the school with the half-dry and half-wet letter paper. He looked at the sky and let out a long breath with a calm expression.

I went to the captain's house again and borrowed a bicycle.

I went to the commune post office and mailed the three letters.

I hope Zhao Lao Hu’s sister can come home.

On that day, Deng Damei established a rule prohibiting the sale of daughters. She went door to door and said, "If you sell daughters again, I will report it to the higher authorities. Anyone who has sold daughters before will be redeemed."

Even if everyone feels a little uncomfortable in their hearts, they can accept the previous regulations. Human trafficking is not allowed in the new era. After all, humans are not animals.

But how to redeem it? "My daughter is married!"

"My daughter has a child!"

"Once the water has been poured out, how can we take it back?"

"Director of Women's Affairs, a new official has three things to do when he takes office. You've been burning your fire for too long. It's easy to burn yourself out!"

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