Su Liuer naturally couldn't hear Han Wen's self-righteous summary. She ran into Mrs. Liang before she even reached the classroom.
Mrs. Liang explained to her why Zhu Hongan was left alone.
"My husband has always been strict, and I can't persuade him." Mrs. Liang sighed helplessly.
"Hong'an beat Han Wu to tears? Just one punch?" Su Liuer's focus was obviously diverted.
Mrs. Liang, who was still sighing, was stunned for a moment before she said, "Yes, I punched him in the stomach, and then Han Wu said his stomach hurt and ran to find my husband crying."
Su Liuer nodded and thought to herself, her son was only three years old, but he could hit the seven-year-old Han Wu so hard that he cried in pain with just one punch, which was quite amazing.
Could it be that this child is born with amazing strength?
But thinking about the days spent in the Zhu family, Zhu Hongan has been helping Liu'er with work since he could walk, so it is reasonable for him to be a little stronger.
Su Liu'er suddenly thought of something and asked, "Did Master Liang also punish Han Wu?"
"Yes, I just forgot to mention it. Han Wu grabbed Hong An's cloth bag first, so my husband punished him by making him stand with his hands raised in class today."
Now Su Liuer understood why Han Wen and Han Wu did not leave after school but stayed at the gate of the academy.
Are you waiting for Zhu Hongan, wanting to retaliate?
These two brothers are quite capable, as they even got into a fight with a three-year-old child.
"Madam, you go and do your work. I'll just wait here." Su Liuer knew that Madam Liang came to wait for her and explain to her just for Mrs. Zhang's sake, but she felt embarrassed to let her wait with her.
Mrs. Liang left first.
In the classroom.
Zhu Hongan carefully copied what he learned today. The enlightenment class mostly uses simple poems or articles as teaching content, so that students can recognize words and understand the meaning.
Master Liang sat at the top, looking at Zhu Hongan who was sitting below with a straight posture and holding the pen rigorously.
At such a young age, he is not afraid of being spoiled at all. Although writing looks easy, it actually requires strength. Otherwise, how can he write the characters with sharp edges and weights?
If you write too much, your fingers, wrists and arms will inevitably become stiff and sore.
But Zhu Hongan just kept writing. He didn't stop until he was told to, and he never even slacked off.
Master Liang sighed silently, looking quite helpless. This child was really as hard and stubborn as iron.
Two quarters of an hour passed quickly.
Su Liuer sat on the stone bench outside, thinking about the details of opening a shop, so she was not bored.
When Zhu Hongan came out, she smiled and walked towards him.
Zhu Hongan was calm and composed in front of other people, not like a child, but when he was in front of Su Liuer, his grievances were revealed.
"Mom." He called out in a depressed tone.
Master Liang, who was standing by, raised his eyebrows in surprise. Is this kid going to complain to his own mother?
Although he should have left, Master Liang stayed and wanted to hear how the child would complain.
However, Su Liuer did not give Zhu Hongan the chance to complain.
Instead, she touched his head and said, "Mother knows everything. You did nothing wrong, and the teacher was right to punish you. If someone bullies you, you should fight back when you can, but the academy has its own rules. Next time someone deliberately bullies you in the academy, you must go to Teacher Liang and complain before that person does."
Master Liang had a complicated expression when he heard this. He felt that what was said was not a serious truth, but he could not find any mistakes.
He shook his head and decided to go home for dinner.
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