Xia Mian glanced at Fu Peng and said, "Children are ignorant, and adults should be responsible."
"Otherwise you would think that no one cares about this world and your child can do whatever he wants."
Fu Peng's mother really wanted to play rogue, "Why should I pay compensation? It's just a fight between children."
She scoffed, "Her father is a martyr?"
"It's still unclear whether this wild girl is Ding Mingjin's child." Fu Peng's mother said sarcastically, "Just after Ding Mingjin died, that slut Hu Xiuzhen ran away with him... Ouch!"
Before Xia Mian could react, the little girl next to her rushed towards Fu Peng's mother without saying a word and bumped her head on her stomach.
Like a little wolf cub, he glared at Fu Peng's mother fiercely.
Fu Peng's mother was pushed back two steps and covered her stomach. She obviously didn't expect Ding Sijin to dare to hit her. Her first reaction was to raise her hand and slap the child.
Xia Mian quickly stepped forward and grabbed Ding Sijin with one hand, and at the same time kicked Fu Peng's mother hard in the stomach: "How shameless of you, an adult hitting such a young child!"
Her kick was so powerful that Fu Peng's mother sat down on the ground and couldn't get up amid everyone's exclamations.
She had obviously never suffered such a loss before. After she realized what was happening, she jumped up and rushed towards Xia Mian, "Fuck you, you stinky XX, how dare you hit me?"
"I'm going to fight you!"
Xia Mian pushed Ding Sijin to Xiaofeng and Chenchen's side. The three little guys experiencedly pulled Ding Sijin back to the corner.
Xia Mian dodged flexibly, and when she passed by Fu Peng's mother, her palm seemed to be defensive but in fact she pushed hard. The other party fell uncontrollably onto the teacher's desk, and her thigh hit the corner of the desk hard, which hurt everyone seeing it.
Seeing that a fight was about to break out, Teacher Liu hurriedly stopped them and said, "Both parents, calm down. Fighting won't solve the problem."
Fu Peng's mother recovered from the pain and realized that she couldn't gain any advantage by fighting, so she sat on the ground and started to throw a tantrum, pointing at Xia Mian and cursing, "Why are you so concerned about this bastard? Are you Ding Mingjin's mistress?"
"You look like a fox, but you are such a stinky XX#￥%&..."
The level of disgusting listening to it has simply refreshed the bottom line of summer hibernation. No wonder the child has been taught like that.
Teacher Liu was almost at a loss when he suddenly heard a phone call next to him waiting to be connected. Because it was on speakerphone, the sound was very loud.
When everyone looked over, they saw the young man who had just beaten Fu Peng's father down standing next to the phone on the teacher's desk with a sullen face.
"Hello, this is Longcheng District Police Station."
The voice coming from the phone startled everyone, and Fu Peng's mother's scolding also stopped abruptly.
Ning Shaobai looked at her coldly and said to the phone, "I want to call the police. Someone at Longcheng Primary School insulted the martyrs and beat up the orphans of the martyrs."
The other party asked for the address in detail and said, "Everyone please wait here. The police car will arrive in ten minutes."
Fu Peng's mother's face turned pale immediately. She didn't care about throwing a tantrum anymore. She stood up from the ground and asked, "Why are you calling the police?"
Ning Shaobai looked at her and said coldly, "Since you don't want to solve it properly, let the police handle it."
"It just so happens that the child is still injured. I also recorded the insults you just said. There are so many witnesses, enough to send you to the detention center."
Xia Mian looked at Fu Peng with a smile and said, "Oh, the police will come to arrest you and your mother soon. Your mother will soon become a prisoner in a labor camp, and you will be the son of a prisoner in a labor camp."
Fu Peng was terrified.
You know, the threat of "the police are here to arrest you" that he has heard since childhood is very powerful. He is not a completely ignorant child and knows that what Xia Mian said is true.
"No, my mother is not a prisoner! You are the prisoner!"
He eagerly grabbed his mother's clothes, "Mom, don't let the police take you away."
Xia Mian laughed and said, "Who are the police arresting? The bad guys. You and your mother are both bad guys, so you must be arrested."
Fu Peng's mother also realized that what Ning Shaobai said was true, and the police would come to arrest her soon!
Although she felt that this kind of matter was not the police's business, she was not brave enough to take the risk, so she got up and wanted to pull Fu Peng away.
Xia Mian did not stop him, and said slowly, "Yes, run quickly, so that the police can go to your house to arrest you. Then all the neighbors will know that you are a labor camp prisoner!"
Fu Peng's mother didn't dare to run away. She turned around, and her previous arrogance and domineering attitude had disappeared without a trace. She said awkwardly, "I'll pay the money. Isn't it okay for me to pay the money? I don't have that much money on me. I'll ask Bao's father to bring it over right away. Let's talk it over."
She looked at Ning Shaobai again and said in a gentle voice, "You see, this is just a matter between children. I will also take Fu Peng back and give him a good education. Please don't let the police come, okay?"
"Or if you think fifty dollars is too little, I can pay you a hundred dollars, and you can ask the police to go back."
Ning Shaobai ignored her. Xia Mian said in surprise, "Oh, you can still reason?"
At this point he smiled and said, "But it's too late. The police are on their way. We all have to go to the police station."
"Whether you need to pay compensation or go to jail, you have to listen to the police."
Fu Peng's mother looked unhappy and wanted to say something else, but she saw Ning Shaobai leaning against the window looking out and saying, "It's just right that your family is all together."
Just as everyone was wondering, they heard a loud noise outside the stairs.
A moment later, Fu Peng's father came with his weapons and a few others and pushed open the office door.
He pointed the kitchen knife in his hand at Ning Shaobai and said, "Grandson, do you think you are so great just because you have two hands? Today I want to see who is faster, your movements or my knife!"
aestivation:…
She didn't know what to say about this family. It seemed that they relied on this kind of tyranny and domineering behavior on a daily basis.
But this was really a godsend. She was worried that the matter with Fu Peng's mother would be characterized as a verbal dispute. After all, this matter could be big or small.
But it would be great to have this attempt at stabbing someone.
Fu Peng's mother obviously understood this, and when her husband rushed over, she rushed forward to stop him and pushed him out, "Don't hit him, don't hit him, run quickly, the police are coming!"
Fu Peng's father was stopped by his wife and felt puzzled. "What did you say?"
"Let me go! Let me take care of this grandson first."
Fu Peng's mother said angrily, "He called the police, the police will be here soon! Why don't you run away!"
Fu Peng's father didn't believe it and sneered, "Why call the police when kids are fighting? He's just trying to scare you! Don't be fooled by them, silly girl. Get out of the way!"
"Brothers, thank you for your hard work today!"
So after they rushed in, Xia Mian went straight to the back and closed the office door.
A few people looked back blankly, and Xia Mian said with a smile, "Okay, if you want to do it, then do it. It just so happens that I think Guan Fupeng's mother is a little short of time for a few days."
She scanned the weapons in their hands one by one, "Knife-wielding and wounding people, this kind of thing should be sentenced to several years in prison."
She looked at Fu Peng and said, "Now your father will also be a labor camp prisoner. Tsk tsk, both your parents are labor camp prisoners."
Fu Peng burst into tears, "Dad, hurry up, the police are coming, you don't want to be a labor camp prisoner, you don't want to be arrested by the police!"
His father obviously didn't believe it yet. He was just scoffing when he heard sirens outside.
His expression finally changed. "Did you really call the police?"
Fu Peng's mother said angrily, "I told you to call the police but you didn't listen!"
Fu Peng's father immediately turned around and called out to his brothers, "Let's go first!"
However, Xia Mian blocked the door and refused to move.
"You little bitch, get out of the way!" Someone reached out and pulled her.
As a result, Xia Mian snatched the stick from his hand and pushed it back, "Go ahead and do it. If I get hurt, I can not only send you to jail, but also make you lose everything!"
These people were only called by Fu Peng's father to scare people. After all, they didn't have any deep hatred at all. At this moment, the sirens were blaring outside, so they didn't dare to take any action. They could only curse and push and shove.
However, Aestivation remained unmoved.
When the sirens stopped downstairs, Xia Mian opened the door and said with a smile, "You can run now."
"However, if he is caught while fleeing for fear of crime..." Xia Mian tilted his head and thought for a while, "It should be a more serious crime, right?"
These people couldn't run away, nor could they stay away. Finally, they looked at Fu Peng's father angrily and panickedly,
"It's just a fight between kids, look at what you've done?!"
"That's right. I've never heard of an adult having sex with a child! Aren't you spoiling the child too much?"
"unlucky!"
Fu Peng's father was so angry that his blood pressure soared, but he was helpless and didn't even dare to say a harsh word.
Xia Mian sneered, "Isn't this both reasonable and rational?"
"So you are just pretending to be stupid to bully people, right?"
When the police arrived, they didn't expect that what they thought was a verbal dispute had turned into a knife attack, so they had to send two police cars to take all the people away.
When recording the confession, Xia Mian was still thinking about how to make the matter appear to be an insult to the martyrs, and he must teach Fu Peng's family a lesson.
As a result, not long after, before she could even make any effort, the police arrested Fu Peng's father and mother on the spot.
It is said that Fu Peng's mother will be detained for six or seven days, and his father will be detained for a little longer. Although they have not been sentenced, in this era, it is enough for them to be too embarrassed to go out and see people.
The parents who came to testify looked at Xia Mian and Ning Shaobai with awe, as if the words "There's someone behind me" were written all over their bodies, and some even came up to try to get close to them.
However, Xia Mian herself was covered in tears, and she couldn't help but look at Ning Shaobai.
Ning Shaobai shook his head, "It's not me," and then whispered, "It must be related to Ding Sijin's father."
Martyrs usually have comrades who shared life and death with them to take care of their orphans. Although they cannot be with Ding Sijin all the time, they must have taken care of all kinds of relationships.
His guess was later confirmed.
When they were about to leave, a police officer who looked like a leader came over. He saluted Xia Mian and said, "Thank you for standing up for this child. Otherwise, we wouldn't have known that this happened to the child."
He lowered his head and touched Ding Sijin's head and said, "Good boy, your father is a great man. You must study hard and don't embarrass him. If you have any difficulties in the future, come to us."
Ding Sijin, who had not spoken a word from beginning to end, finally raised her head and asked, "Do you know my father?"
The officer smiled amiably, "I don't know him, but I know him. He's a very respectable man, and I hope you'll be like him."
The other party did not mention why Ding Mingjin died, so it is very likely that he was a martyr who was carrying out a secret mission, and there may not be a name on his tombstone after his death.
After hearing what the police officer said, Ding Sijin's eyes finally lit up. This place was different from other places. No one laughed at her or bullied her here. People here were full of respect when they talked about her father.
That kind of respect seemed to inject strength into her body, giving her confidence and making her no longer afraid of the world.
Xia Mian noticed that the spikes on her body lowered slightly.
After a while, an old lady with bound feet came in from outside in a hurry, "Sisi, is Sisi here?"
She was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead. "Why are you here at the police station? Police officer, what happened?"
Ding Sijin ran over quickly, "Grandma, I'm here, I'm fine."
The old lady looked at her with a worried look on her face. "The police comrades came to our house to ask for the martyr's certificate. What's wrong with you? What trouble have you gotten into?"
"Ma'am, the little girl didn't get into trouble," the police officer said, "someone wanted to bully her, so we arrested him."
The old lady was stunned for a moment. "He was arrested?" She was full of worry. "Then, will he come to trouble us again in the future?"
The police officer said, "No, they won't dare to do it again."
The old lady's eyes suddenly turned red. "From now on, no one will be able to bully Sisi anymore?"
The police said, "Yes, no one can bully Sisi in the future, and you too. If you have any difficulties in the future, come to us and we will solve everything we can for you."
"Thank you, thank you." The old lady said incoherently, "Thank you for causing trouble to the organization."
Ding Sijin suddenly asked, "Can you arrest my uncle?"
The old lady's expression changed immediately. "Sisi, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Ding Sijin said, "I know everything. He stole my father's pension, so you, grandma, have no money to see a doctor. He also bullied mom, and mom left because she couldn't stand it!"
Seeing the police officer frowning, the old lady hurriedly said, "The child is ignorant and said nonsense. Her uncle just borrowed money, borrowed money..."
This obviously involves family affairs, so the police cannot intervene, let alone Xia Mian.
Knowing that Ding Sijin had reliable people to look after her, they left first.
Before leaving, Xiao Feng carefully handed the White Rabbit candy in his hand to Ding Sijin. This time the girl did not refuse and even whispered thank you.
Xiao Feng suddenly narrowed her eyes.
When they came out of the police station, it was already completely dark. On the way back by car, Ning Shaobai suddenly laughed.
"What's wrong?"
Ning Shaobai looked at the three little guys in the back row, "You came here alone before, but now you bring the kids with you. In a few years, you should be familiar with the police station, right?"
Xia Mian laughed, "What can we do? When we encounter such unreasonable people, there is no better way except to rely on the police uncle."
Xia Mian thought that the matter had come to an end, but the next day Xiao Feng got up early in the morning, had breakfast, and went to the opposite yard with his small schoolbag on his back.
After a while, he came back with a pile of paint, which was obviously from Ning Shaoyun's studio.
Xia Mian looked at him in confusion, "Don't you have this kind of paint? Do you want your aunt to buy it for you?"
Xiao Feng shook her head. "This is a paint that won't fade. It's not used often."
He sorted out the paints, then went to his studio to get his brushes and palette, and finally ran to the cabinet where snacks were kept to get some candies and biscuits, which he arranged into three piles.
"Are you planning to go out for sketching?" Xia Mian smiled.
As soon as she finished speaking, Chenchen and Mao Huizhu ran in, each carrying a small schoolbag, and then put the three piles of things that Xiaofeng had sorted on the bed into their schoolbags.
When Xia Mian saw that they had packed up and were about to leave with their backpacks, he quickly said, "Today is the weekend, there is no school."
Xiao Feng raised her head and said, "I have the key to the classroom."
Chenchen said, "It's just right because I don't have to go to school."
"Well, let's go to the classroom to draw pictures for Ding Sijin!"
"Draw a picture for Ding Sijin?"
Xiao Feng said, "Ding Sijin's table was dirty."
"So you want to repaint the table for her?" Xia Mian vaguely guessed what they were thinking.
Wow, these kids are quite resourceful.
Xia Mian found it interesting, so she took out her DV and camera and said, "Let's go, Auntie will go with you."
Chenchen said, "Aren't you going to look for my uncle?"
Xia Mian tapped his forehead and said, "Your uncle has gone out for something!"
Rong Xin and Tang Miaomiao’s marriage has been settled. Ning Shaobai is going to take a look and will not be back until the afternoon.
So, Xia Mian followed the three little kids to Longcheng Primary School.
Then I found out that these three musketeers were quite popular in the school, even the old man who guarded the door knew them.
Xiao Feng leaned on the iron gate and called "Grandpa" to the gatekeeper. The old man smiled like a flower when he saw him, "Isn't this Xiao Feng? There are no classes today."
"Yes." Xiao Feng said obediently, "Grandpa, we need to go to the classroom. Please open the door for us."
Then the old man let them in without asking any questions.
Xiao Feng took out the key hanging around his neck and opened the classroom door. The moment he pushed the door open, Xia Mian saw the table in the middle of the last row at a glance. It was indeed very prominent.
Yesterday afternoon, these kids were probably called to the office because of a fight, so the place still retains the look of a battlefield.
The books on the table were placed in a mess, and many of them were torn.
It's even more shocking when you get closer.
Just like the school bullying she had seen in TV dramas in her previous life, the desk was scribbled with pencils, pens, and red markers:
All kinds of childish handwriting such as "pig-headed girl", "bastard", "no one wants you", "go to hell" are like swords, enough to deeply hurt a child's young heart.
It seemed that a whole bottle of ink had been poured into the bottom of the desk, and the dirt could not be wiped off at all.
The pencil case was thrown messily on the table, and the nib of the pen inside was broken.
They have just started to be required to use fountain pens this semester. For them, fountain pens are the most expensive stationery. Most students may only have one fountain pen throughout elementary school.
She had never expected that Ding Sijin would be bullied to this extent. No wonder the child had spikes all over his body.
Think about parents like Fu Peng...it's no wonder that the child is so vicious.
Xia Mian took a deep breath and patted the heads of the three little guys one by one, "You guys are awesome."
I really should have kicked Fu Peng’s mother a few more times yesterday. It really didn’t make me feel better.
Xiao Feng curled her eyes, then picked up her schoolbag and started taking out paints. Mao Huizhu and Chenchen also helped.
Xia Mian looked at his small arms and hands, which were so orderly, and asked doubtfully while setting up the DV, "Can these be covered?"
Xiao Feng nodded her head, "Of course."
Xia Mian thought that he was going to apply a thick layer of base color just like painting and then paint, but then he found out that he was naive. What is the difference between applying a base color and painting again
I saw the child holding a paintbrush, lying on the table and starting to paint along the lines on the table.
Xia Mian witnessed the talent of a genius. He didn't have any drafts at all. It seemed that he just drew whatever he thought of. However, those dirty and disgusting words and lines were smoothly connected by him, becoming warm and beautiful.
The child lay on the table and finally stood on a stool, drawing for nearly two hours. The dirty stain at the bottom stained by blue ink turned into a sparkling lake.
Above the lake is sunshine, grass, flowers and beautiful deer.
His painting skills are still immature, but the childlike pictures have an irresistible warmth...
Chenchen and Mao Huizhu, who were bored while waiting for him to paint, had already cleaned up the messy hole in the table. During this time, a dead mouse fell out and scared Xia Mian.
Mao Huizhu took it and threw it away without changing her expression.
The books were arranged and the stationery was put away, and finally the candies and biscuits prepared by Xiao Feng were stuffed in.
Xia Mian couldn't help but smile as she looked at them. She believed that this table would be able to heal the trauma in the little girl's heart.
But the children didn’t seem to think too much about it. They just did what they wanted to do. It is precisely because of this purity that people feel warm.
Looking at the finished product of Xiaofeng's painting, Mao Huizhu and Chenchen suddenly became interested.
Mao Huizhu said, "Xiao Feng, I want one too. You should also draw me a night sky with stars and the moon."
Chenchen said, "I want blue sky, white clouds, and airplanes!"
Xiao Feng looked at her schoolbag and said, "There's not enough paint."
"Go get it from my mom, and we'll come back this afternoon."
Xia Mian laughed and rubbed his head and said, "This is just an exception. Other tables cannot be painted casually, otherwise everyone will follow suit and everything will be a mess, right?"oo-┈→ωωW.ｂＫXＳ.иΣㄒ༊
Mao Huizhu was disappointed. "Really?"
Chenchen said, "I'll ask the teacher on Monday. I want to draw."
Mao Huizhu said, "Then I'll ask too."
Xia Mian said, "Okay, you can draw if the teacher asks you to." But they definitely can't be allowed to draw.
Sure enough, on Monday night, Xia Mian talked about this with Xiao Feng on the phone at school, and Xiao Feng said, "The teacher doesn't allow us to draw anymore."
Xia Mian asked, "What about Ding Sijin's desk?"
"The teacher said her desk is OK." Xiao Feng said cheerfully, "Ding Sijin likes it too. She smiled today."
Xia Mian could imagine the child on the other end of the phone swaying happily.
"Really? That's awesome, Xiao Feng's drawing is so beautiful."
Mao Huizhu said, "Many people want that table, but no one dares to bully Ding Sijin."
"They could only sit there when Ding Sijin went to the toilet after class, but Ding Sijin was holding it in and didn't go to the toilet the whole morning."
Xia Mian couldn't help but laugh. The ideas of raising children are always weird.
Mao Huizhu, the gossip queen, continued, "Her father's comrade-in-arms uncle came yesterday and bought her new clothes and new stationery."
"Her uncle doesn't dare to bully her anymore."
…
Xia Mian roughly understood from Mao Huizhu's story that the pension after Ding Mingjin's death was indeed taken away by his younger brother, who said that he was afraid that Ding Sijin's mother would run away with the money.
In fact, he used the money to buy a house for his own family.
Ding Sijin's mother was very beautiful but had a weak personality. She had a hard time because Ding Mingjin was away from home all year round and was bullied by her brother-in-law. In addition, the old lady favored her youngest son. After meeting a suitable man, she left Ding Sijin and followed him.
The old lady was not a person with strong opinions. Her eldest son had died, and her youngest son was her only support. She had to tolerate whatever he did.
She also wanted to do her best to protect Ding Sijin, the only child left by her eldest son, but she really didn't have the ability to do so, and in the end, both the grandmother and grandson were bullied.
In short, it is a messy family debt that even an honest official would find difficult to settle.
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