By the time Jiang Yu finished sealing the yogurt and tidying up the kitchen, Jiang Yunfan had already gone to school.
So Jiang Yu packed the flour he had bought from the supply and marketing cooperative in the morning into bags, took his little tail Jiang Yunzhou with him to go to Wei's house and return the borrowed flour to the Wei family.
When she saw Grandma Shen, Jiang Yu suddenly remembered the piece of "Dacron" that Wen Yanqing gave her, so she asked, "By the way, Grandma Shen, does anyone you know have a sewing machine at home?"
Shen Wanrong took the flour and asked puzzledly: "Why? Do you want to make clothes?"
Jiang Yu nodded and rubbed the little head beside her hand. "Well, I bought some cotton cloth at the supply and marketing cooperative and wanted to make some clothes for Zhou Zhou and the others. A friend also gave me a piece of Dacron cloth, and I want to make it into a skirt. Although I know how to make clothes, it's quite difficult to do it by hand. To save time, I want to find someone to rent a sewing machine."
Individuals are not allowed to open shops and do business now. Most people either buy ready-made clothes at department stores or make them themselves. However, some tailors will secretly take on some private work, but this requires an introduction from an acquaintance to find someone.
When Jiang Yunzhou heard that Jiang Yu was going to make new clothes for him, he looked at her with sparkling eyes, then pursed his lips happily and smiled.
Shen Wanrong smiled and said, "Then you have found the right person. I have it at home, and I make all the clothes in the house."
Jiang Yu's eyes lit up: "Really? Grandma Shen's craftsmanship is so amazing, I thought you all bought your clothes at department stores!"
The smile in Shen Wanrong's eyes became even stronger: "I made them all. I have a sewing machine at home. When you are free later, bring the cloth over and make it here. It's free."
"How can that be? I can't take advantage of you for nothing."
Shen Wanrong smiled and said, "It's okay. Today Zhuzhu kept saying how delicious the popcorn you made was. After she came back, she complained that the double skin milk her grandfather made wasn't as delicious as yours. What a greedy little guy."
Seeing this, Jiang Yu did not refuse. He thanked Jiang Yunzhou repeatedly and took him back.
I thought to myself that when I make delicious food for Jiang Yunzhou and the others, I should reserve a portion for the little girl Zhuzhu.
***
Jiang Yunfan went to school and was in a bad mood. He was distracted several times in class and was criticized by the teacher.
After class, I wanted to go to the faucet to wash my face and wake up, but I was taken to the toilet and then pressed against the wall by two little boys. A shoe was stuffed in my mouth so that I couldn't make any sound.
The sharp-mouthed boy laughed and patted Jiang Yunfan's face: "Jiang Yunfan, you coward, didn't you say you were going to tell the teacher? Go, why didn't you go?"
"Hahahahahaha, of course it's because he's a coward. If he dares to go, I'll eat all the shit in the toilet!"
"Eh, ugh...you're so disgusting! But you just reminded me, go to the toilet and get some shit, I want to feed him myself!"
Jiang Yunfan was furious. His mind buzzed, and his rationality instantly snapped. He clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead and the backs of his hands exposed. He struggled hard, first freeing himself from the pressure, then took out the shoe gagged in his mouth and threw it at the sharp-mouthed boy in front of him.
Then he kicked the boy with the pointed mouth on the butt.
The boy with the pointed mouth didn't expect Jiang Yunfan to suddenly become so strong and ferocious. He pounced forward without noticing and hit the wall.
His mouth and nose felt numb and painful, his nose felt sore and swollen, and a warm feeling came out.
He reached out and touched it, and oh my god, he was bleeding!
The boy with a pointed mouth cursed, turned around and pounced on Jiang Yunfan, wrestling with him.
The other two boys reacted and immediately joined the fight.
The fight between the two of them was so intense that it soon attracted the attention of other students.
A student immediately went to report to the teacher.
Then the teachers rushed over and tried to separate them. Several people were forced to separate and were taken to the office.
Ma Mei is Jiang Yunfan's homeroom teacher and also the aunt of the boy with the pointed mouth.
Seeing her nephew was beaten black and blue, with his nose bleeding, her expression changed instantly. She poked her finger at Jiang Yunfan's face and said, "You're so young and you're already fighting and bullying the weak. I think you don't want to study in school anymore!"
Jiang Yunfan took a step back, his face stern. "I didn't provoke them first. They were the ones who bullied me first! They were the ones who dragged me to the bathroom and beat me up. Teacher, why didn't you criticize them?"
Ma Mei sneered, "Why don't you think about why they bully you instead of others? Look for the reason yourself!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yunfan's eyes were red and he stared at Ma Mei with red eyes.
He felt that what he said was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it.
Seeing him like this, Ma Mei's anger burned even more fiercely. She reached out and slapped Jiang Yunfan in the face.
"What do you mean by glaring at me like that? Do you want to hit me, your teacher?"
Ma Mei's hand was very strong, and she slapped Jiang Yunfan's face to the side, causing his left cheek to become red and swollen instantly.
Jiang Yunfan covered his face with one hand, looking unconvinced, and clenched his fist with the other hand, but did not fight back.
But even so, Ma Mei was still furious: "What? Are you not convinced? Even if you are not convinced, you have to hold it in!"
"Look at his attitude, everyone. He's stubborn and won't change. He even wants to hit the teacher. Do you dare teach a student with such violent tendencies? I wouldn't dare teach him anyway!"
Jiang Yunfan had just transferred to this school and the teachers didn't know him well.
Moreover, he had just arrived and had a fight with his classmates. Now he was challenging the teacher. So in the eyes of other teachers, this student was a bad student and a gangster, and they had a very bad impression of him.
"Why are students so rampant nowadays?"
"That's right. People of our generation used to respect teachers so much. It was only the teachers who taught us. How could we resist?"
"Yeah, if he's like this at such a young age, what will he be like when he grows up?"
"Why did the school agree to his transfer in the first place? They didn't even investigate the student's character?"
"Yes, this kind of student will only lead other students astray if they enroll."
For a moment, all the teachers in the office looked at Jiang Yunfan and pointed at him, without even thinking of giving him a chance to defend himself, and just criticized and convicted him at will.
Jiang Yunfan pursed his lips tightly, his face flushed red, his hands tightly grasped his clothes, and he said nothing.
His face was swollen and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. Tears were welling up in his eyes, but he tried hard to hold them back.
He is a man, he cannot cry, he must be strong, he cannot let these people laugh at him!
But he felt really bad and aggrieved, and wanted to cry bitterly.
At this moment, he felt that the whole world was empty, as if he was the only one fighting alone.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
