The place where Yang Jintian fought was indeed monitored.
Yang Zhao asked Teacher Sun, "Can we go to the security room?"
Zhou Hui said, "What time is it, why did you ask us to follow you around?"
Yang Zhao glanced at her and said, "If you don't want to leave, you can wait for me in the classroom just now."
Zhou Hui stared, and was about to get angry again. Teacher Sun hurried up and said, "This is Yang Zhao's parents. We have never encountered such a situation before. No one went to the security room to check the surveillance video. If not, let’s talk calmly and see if there is any solution.”
"What's the solution?" Zhou Hui looked at Teacher Sun and said, "Yanhua, you also saw how swollen Liu Yuan's face is. Such a serious matter must be dealt with seriously!"
She glanced at Yang Zhao and said, "It's not that I don't reason with you. As a parent, you have no regrets at all!"
Yang Zhao looked at Zhou Hui's eyes that were staring like lanterns, and said flatly: "First, I want to check the video to determine who hits someone first. If it is Xiaotian, I will consider your request. If No, then please consider my request. Second, I think you may have some cognitive errors... "
Yang Zhao glanced at Yang Jintian lightly, and continued:
"Who is injured in a fight is not determined by the order of action."
After Yang Zhao finished speaking in a flat tone, it took Zhou Hui a while to understand, and she almost rolled her eyes in anger.
"You...you!" Zhou Hui pointed at Yang Zhao for a while, and pointed at Yang Jintian for a while, but was at a loss for words. Finally, she pressed her temple and greeted Teacher Sun tremblingly.
"Yanhua, Yanhua, tell me something quickly. I have worked in the experimental middle school for so many years, and I have never seen such a shameless parent!"
Yang Jintian was sulking at first, but after listening to Yang Zhao's words and seeing how angry Zhou Hui was, he almost couldn't laugh out loud.
He'd always known his sister had a unique way of handling things, but he didn't expect it to be so effective at pissing people off. He sneaked a glance at Yang Zhao, who showed no superfluous expression.
At this time, Liu Yuan came.
Everyone was arguing lively just now, and no one noticed that someone was missing. As soon as Liu Yuan arrived, Zhou Hui immediately went over and took Liu Yuan's arm, and said, "Yuanzi, tell me, is it the person he beat up, mom?" Let you decide, we are not afraid of being bullied!"
Liu Yuan lowered his head, and Zhou Hui asked several times before he said in a low voice, "...Mom, we hit the one first."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present, including Yang Zhao, was stunned.
Zhou Hui didn't seem to hear clearly, "What are you talking about? Who made the first move?"
Liu Yuan seemed impatient, and broke away from Zhou Hui's hand: "I moved first! I hit him first! Don't you understand—?"
Zhou Hui was thrown by his arm, paused for a moment, and then stomped her feet hard under the streetlight.
"How can I teach such a child!"
Teacher Sun couldn't bear to watch this farce any longer. She walked over, looked at Liu Yuan seriously, and said, "Liu Yuan, let me ask you one last time. Was it you who hit first?"
Zhu Jia next to him kept staring at him, Liu Yuanquan nodded as if he didn't see him, "Well, I'll call first."
Teacher Sun nodded and said, "That's basically the case, Zhou Hui..." Teacher Sun called Zhou Hui, who turned her head and stared at Teacher Sun, "Yanhua, then my Yuanzi was beaten for nothing? Even if it's just self-defense, it won't beat people like this, right?"
Teacher Sun was also a little annoyed. This Zhou Hui was not a teacher at school, but a support worker in the Academic Affairs Office. Her husband died in a car accident a few years ago, and her colleagues took more care of her.
But this Zhou Hui's temper is notoriously bad, especially for her son, all kinds of protection and doting, and the people around can't say much, she will cry if she talks too much, saying how pitiful this child is, her life is so hard...
"Stop talking!" Liu Yuan frowned and looked at Zhou Hui, "I even threatened him with a knife! I want his money! Anyway, it's my responsibility!"
Zhou Hui looked at Liu Yuan incredulously, "Yuanzi, what are you talking about?"
Liu Yuan kicked the stone on the ground and said, "Can't you hear what I said?"
Yang Zhao narrowed his eyes and said, "You threatened Yang Jintian with a knife?"
Liu Yuan turned his head. That night, Yang Zhao was also there... He immediately turned his head back and hummed indiscriminately.
Yang Zhao said, "Then I'm sorry." Yang Zhao took out his cell phone from his bag.
Everyone was taken aback when they saw her actions. Teacher Sun was the first to react, and quickly grabbed Yang Zhao, saying, "Parent Yang Zhao, what are you doing?"
Yang Zhao looked at her and said flatly, "Call the police."
When Zhou Hui heard this, she was frightened immediately.
"Why do you report to the police? It's worth calling the police even if a child is playing around?"
Yang Zhao said, "Whether it's worth it or not is my business."
Yang Zhao looked at Zhou Hui, and flipped the phone twice in her slender fingers.
Zhou Hui had no choice but to bow her head and said, "Liu Yuan is still young and ignorant, can you forgive him once?"
Yang Zhao didn't speak, the phone turned around again.
Zhou Hui's eyes were red, she didn't know whether it was from sadness or anger.
"Yuanzi, come here quickly!" She pulled Liu Yuan's clothes and pulled him over, "Where did you say you got the knife? Ah? Why are you so messed up!"
"Don't touch me!" Liu Yuan shook her again, standing aside with his hands in his pockets.
Zhou Hui didn't care about anything this time, and burst into tears.
Zhu Jia's mother hurried over to comfort her.
Yang Jintian walked up to Yang Zhao, and whispered something in her ear, Yang Zhao glanced at him, Yang Jintian was still a little afraid of Yang Zhao, and immediately lowered his head.
The tossing didn't end until after ten o'clock that day. In the end, Yang Zhao didn't call the police, and even compensated Zhou Hui with 2,000 yuan.
When walking out, Yang Zhao said to Yang Jintian: "I don't want to pursue it, because I don't want your file to be stained. You are going to take the college entrance examination soon, and these materials will be with you for the rest of your life."
"Then why did we give him money?" Yang Jintian said.
Yang Zhao said, "The reason for the money is because you really hurt someone."
Yang Jintian didn't speak.
Yang Zhao stopped suddenly, and Yang Jintian hurriedly stopped. Yang Zhao turned his head and said to him, "But Xiaotian, you have to remember that if you encounter this kind of thing again in the future, you still have to put your own safety first."
Yang Jintian nodded with his schoolbag on his back.
He walked behind Yang Zhao, and when he was about to leave the school gate, he suddenly said: "Sister, I will study hard."
Yang Zhao only replied flatly, "Okay."
It was past school time, and there was no one at the school gate. Yang Jintian saw Chen Mingsheng standing next to Yang Zhao's car smoking a cigarette at a glance.
His brow furrowed invisibly again.
Yang Zhao walked over and asked Chen Mingsheng, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Chen Mingsheng shook his head, "Not long."
Yang Zhao glanced at Yang Jintian and said, "Little Tian, get in the car."
Yang Jintian sat in the back seat, and Yang Zhao said to Chen Mingsheng, "I'll see you off first."
Chen Mingsheng said: "No need, you can take your brother away, I can take the bus back by myself."
Yang Zhao said, "Is there still a bus at this late hour?"
Chen Mingsheng said, "Yes, there are two more."
Yang Zhao lowered his head slightly and did not speak.
Yang Jintian was sitting in the car, and the figures of Yang Zhao and Chen Mingsheng were very clear outside the car window.
"Tomorrow," Yang Zhao said, "call me after you get off work tomorrow."
Chen Mingsheng said, "Okay."
Yang Zhao raised his eyes, glanced at Chen Mingsheng quickly, then lowered his head again. Chen Mingsheng smiled, leaned on his crutches and came to Yang Zhao's side, and said in a low voice, "Come to my house tomorrow night."
The tone was flat and frivolous, Yang Zhao's ears were itchy, and he couldn't help laughing. She pushed Chen Mingsheng away, gave him a white look with a faint smile, and opened the car door.
Chen Mingsheng didn't hear the answer, and he didn't care. He took two steps back with his crutches, and watched Yang Zhao drive away.
On the way back to the car, it was still quiet.
After driving for more than half an hour, Yang Jintian suddenly asked: "Sister, why does that driver always come to you?"
Yang Zhao said, "His name is Chen Mingsheng."
Yang Jintian said, "Why did he come to see you?"
Yang Zhao said, "This has nothing to do with you."
Yang Jintian pursed his lips, lowered his head and did not speak.
Yang Zhao glanced at him from the rearview mirror and said, "Did you bring back today's test paper?"
Yang Jintian nodded, "Bring it back."
Yang Zhao hummed, but stopped talking.
After a while, the car drove to Aiken Golden Seat, Yang Zhao swiped his card to enter the courtyard, Yang Jintian said again: "You don't want to be with him all the time."
Yang Zhao didn't answer him, parked the car, and said to him, "Let's go."
Yang Jintian followed Yang Zhao with his schoolbag.
After entering the house, he said to Yang Zhao, "Sister, I'm hungry."
Yang Zhao paused, put on the coat he had just taken off, and said, "I'll help you buy what you want to eat."
Yang Jintian said: "Just a little bit, the sweet and sour pork ribs from last time."
"..." Yang Zhao paused for a while, and then said, "I didn't buy ribs. If you want sweet and sour pork ribs, I'll order takeaway for you."
"That's no need." Yang Jintian went into the bathroom, came out after a while, and took out all the stacks of books in his schoolbag.
Yang Zhao walked over, "Give me today's test paper."
Yang Jintian chose a few books for her, and Yang Zhao said, "Go take a shower and rest early." After speaking, she picked up the test paper and walked to the study. Yang Jintian looked at her back and said, "Sister, you should go to bed early too."
Yang Zhao stopped at the door of the study and looked back. Yang Jintian was looking at her with his schoolbag. She nodded and said, "OK."
That day, Yang Zhao's exam papers were corrected unexpectedly smoothly. She put the corrected exam papers aside, looked at her watch, and it was half past twelve.
Yang Zhao picked up his phone and sent a text message to Chen Mingsheng.
[Chen Mingsheng, I'm Yang Zhao.]
Text messages are answered quickly.
[Um.]
[Are you asleep?]
[What do you think.]
Yang Zhao took the mobile phone, smiled, lay down on the bed and made a call.
"Hello." Chen Mingsheng's voice was soft and lazy.
Yang Zhao said, "Are you asleep or not?"
Chen Mingsheng said, "No, what about you?"
Yang Zhao said, "I slept too much during the day, and now I can't sleep."
Chen Mingsheng said, "I can't sleep either."
Yang Zhao turned over and said, "Are you going to work during the day or at night tomorrow?"
Chen Mingsheng said, "During the day."
Yang Zhao said, "Then you should go to bed earlier, I'll hang up first."
"Yang Zhao."
"Um?"
Chen Mingsheng said: "When I came back, my friend called. He might come back to my house tomorrow night."
Yang Zhao was taken aback, and said, "Friend?"
Chen Mingsheng said: "They may come to play cards."
Yang Zhao said, "Then I can't go."
Chen Mingsheng paused and said, "It might be a little noisy."
Yang Zhao said, "It's all right."
Chen Mingsheng said: "Then come on, what do you want to eat, I will cook at home tomorrow night."
Yang Zhao said, "Sweet and sour pork ribs."
Chen Mingsheng laughed on the phone and said, "Okay."
Yang Zhao said, "Then see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."