Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 212
Pingyang County, a certain street.

"Xiao Zhao, right? I'm Zhang Xiaohe's grandfather, Bai Chongli. Teacher Liu has already told me the whole story. This incident is not to blame on Zimeng. I should thank you."

In the night breeze, the old man suddenly coughed.

Zhao Wenmu hurried forward two steps to help the old man block the wind, and then gently patted him on the back.

"It's an old problem, don't get in the way."

The old man waved his hand.

Zhao Wenmu was in a daze, always felt that the name Bai Chongli was familiar, but couldn't remember where he saw it.

He tried to get the old man to accept the money, but the old man refused.

Zhao Wenmu didn't want the old man to stand outside for a long time, so he said goodbye and left.

"Then I'll come visit another day."

When I returned to the crayfish restaurant, the maltose in my mouth had already been digested, and the sweetness was gone, only anger remained.

"Little brother, did Xiaohe get beaten by Zhao Zimeng and Zhang Yuanming?!"

In the private room, as soon as Zhao Wenmu stood still, Zhao Wenyan asked with her eyebrows akimbo.

Zhao Wenmu shuddered.

Most of the simmering anger disappeared in an instant.

"Ah, ah?"

"Oh, it wasn't these two boys who did it."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Jing and Rong Xinyi, who were standing beside them without daring to show their breath, breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Xinyi already regretted why she stayed.

Wouldn't it be nice to read novels and listen to music at home?

"...that's the way it is."

Zhao Wenmu calmed down and explained the situation in a concise manner.

Zhao Jing hugged her little daughter tightly in her arms, Zhang Xiaohe's experience frightened her.

As a mother, she couldn't imagine how much it would hurt her little girl if she was treated like that.

"Big sister, big sister, calm down!"

Zhao Wenyan was about to rush out suddenly, but Zhao Wenmu rushed over with sharp eyes and grabbed her.

"Little brother, let go! Today I must kill these two little bastards!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing the story, Zhao Wenyan became even more angry.

"Xiao Yuanming intends to stop it, but he can't do anything. It's not his fault."

"Zimeng didn't do anything either."

Zhao Wenmu comforted him.

"Come on, go home!"

Who knew that as soon as Zhao Wenyan was pressed, Zhao Jing suddenly got up and was about to go out.

It wasn't me who had the highest anger value for a long time, but these two.

Zhao Wenmu had no choice but to follow closely.

You two bastards, just ask for blessings!
Along the way, the two elder sisters' faces were ashen, and their steps were hurried. Zhao Wenmu and Rong Xinyi followed closely behind, not daring to show their breath.

Back home, the two little radish heads obediently squatted in the living room without turning on the lights.

Zhao Wenyan pulled the cord, and the bulb turned on.

Before everyone could speak, the two suddenly burst into tears.

Since the two of them were reprimanded by Zhao Wenmu and went home, they have been suffering, and they haven't had dinner until now.

Looking at the two cubs crying with tears and snot all over the place, the angry Zhao Wenyan and Zhao Jing lost their anger, and Zhao Wenmu and Rong Xinyi, who followed behind with anxiety, also had mixed feelings.

Zhao Wenyan and Zhao Jing returned to the kitchen and prepared dinner for them.

Rong Xinyi took the little girl to coax them together.

As for Zhao Wenmu, he returned to his study to calm down and think about how to deal with this matter.

The two cubs were tired from crying, Zhao Wenyan and Zhao Jing brought tomato egg noodles and small pickles, and they finished their meal with sobs and sobs.

What should come will always come.

Next is the joint trial of the three divisions.

Judge: Zhao Wenyan, Zhao Jing, and Zhao Wenmu are the big three, Rong Xinyi is the soy saucer, and the little girl is the one who creates the atmosphere.

Those being interrogated: Zhao Zimeng and Zhang Yuanming.

Zhao Wenmu glanced at the two cubs who were still in distress, and asked gently and calmly:
"Zimeng, how old is Ziting? How old is your daughter? How old is Zhang Xiaohe?"

This sentence directly pierced all the defenses of the little girl Zhao Zimeng.

To be honest, Zimeng and Yuanming are very sensible children, and they usually take good care of their two little sisters, Ziting and Xiaonan.

"Zhang Xiaohe is only six years old, and her birthday is even younger than Yuanming's."

Zhao Wenmu continued unhurriedly.

"She is thin and small, she looks about the same age as Ziting, and she made those maltose by herself."

As he spoke, Zhao Wenmu took out a handkerchief and unfolded it on the table, revealing the dusty maltose wrapped inside.

He picked up a piece of maltose that had been deformed by stepping on it, mixed with a lot of dust, and even turned khaki, and then directly put it in his mouth.

When he was a child, he couldn't eat maltose at all, even if it was soiled.

"It's sweet."

What Zhao Wenmu said was sincere.

The two little ones started crying again.

"Zhao Zimeng!"

"Who allowed you to bully the weak!"

"Who allowed you to waste food!"

Zhao Wenmu slammed the table.

"What do you earn for your food and clothing now?! Why do you waste the fruits of other people's labor! What did Zhang Xiaohe do wrong?! If it was Ziting or Xiaonuan who went out to set up a stall, what are you doing?" Don't you look down on me that much too?!"

Then he changed the subject and his tone became gentle again.

"Zimeng, you really didn't hit Zhang Xiaohe, but have you ever thought that when you stand with the bad guys, you are giving them a platform, cheering for them, and bullying Zhang Xiaohe."

"Yuanming is still trying to stop them, what about you?"

He patted Zhang Yuanming's little head.

"Zimeng, Yuanming, don't do good because it's small, and don't do evil because it's small. Even if you can't stop the bad guys, you definitely can't join them, you know?"

"Of course, when stopping bad guys, you have to do what you can, use your brain, and try not to put yourself in danger."

After Zhao Wenmu finished speaking, Zhao Zimeng was out of breath from crying, and Zhang Yuanming was not much better.

After all, Zhao Wenyan and Zhao Jing couldn't bear to see the two children in such misery, so they stopped reprimanding them, but comforted them.

When the two finally calmed down, the two admitted their mistake with a whimper.

"Uncle/Uncle, I was wrong, I will never dare again in the future."

Zhao Wenmu touched the heads of the two of them, and stuffed them with a malt candy.

The two of them suddenly became more sour in their hearts.

"Knowing your mistakes can make a big difference, so how about it, the pocket money for the two of you will be temporarily canceled from today onwards."

"Computers are not allowed to play for the time being."

"Zimeng, apologize to Zhang Xiaohe yourself, get her forgiveness, and then invite her to our house."

"Also, I will give you three months to use your spare time to earn 30 yuan!"

For the first time, the two little ghosts obediently accepted their punishment, and they accepted what Zhao Wenmu said, instead of crying and howling like before, trying their best to renege on their debts.

"Finally write a 100-word self-criticism."

"Let sister-in-law guide you!"

There are two people, one in the first grade and the other in the second grade. It may be very difficult to write a self-criticism.

Rong Xinyi didn't expect that after eating a melon, she found that the melon turned out to be herself.

Or he is the 猹 in the melon field.

She wanted to protest, but dared not speak.

The third brother's aura tonight is too strong.

The two little ones nodded obediently, accepting their fate and being punished.

(End of this chapter)