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After comforting her daughter, Shen Mingzhu went to her son and told her about suspending school: "Teacher Tang has agreed that you will suspend school, but you have to go back to school every month to take a proficiency test. If your score falls out of the top ten in grade, you have to go back to school and continue classes."

Pei Ziheng nodded: "Okay."

Shen Mingzhu patted him on the shoulder encouragingly: "Don't be stressed. Since you have decided to take a break from school, just relax and treat it as taking winter vacation in advance."

"Ah."

Shen Mingzhu was again concerned about her son's plans and arrangements during this period of time off from school.

Pei Ziheng told her that he wanted to make a small invention and would show it to Shen Mingzhu after the result was successful.

Shen Mingzhu was also concerned about whether he needed help, so after being rejected, he went with the other party.

Her son has been a man with clear goals and strong self-discipline since he was a child, and he has rarely let her worry.

After dinner, Shen Mingzhu called her daughter's class teacher and asked the other party to inform Fu Qiang's parents that she would go to school at 8: tomorrow morning. She had something to communicate with the other party. If the other party did not come, then she would go to the other party. The unit is looking for someone.

The head teacher, Xie Xiuyun, also tried to persuade Shen Mingzhu to minimize the big issue, but Shen Mingzhu's attitude was very tough, so she had no choice but to agree to contact Fu Qiang's parents.

After making the call, Shen Mingzhu said to Pei Yang on the sofa, "You will go to school with me tomorrow morning."

"I am coming too?"

"Are you busy tomorrow morning?"

Pei Ziheng answered silently: "Mom, I'll go with you."

Shen Mingzhu looked at her son with admiration and said yes.

Pei Yang couldn't laugh or cry, "Is it necessary for the whole family to go? People think we are just looking for trouble."

Shen Mingzhu looked at him coldly: "Yes, I just want to find trouble. I just want them to know that the Pei family is not a soft persimmon. In the future, any child who wants to bully Guoguo must be careful."

This is true.

"Mom is right."

"Mom, you are so kind."

Looking at his daughter and son surrounding Shen Mingzhu on the left and right, Pei Yang quickly moved over and held the mother and son in his arms.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

The next day, the whole family got up early and went to Pei Tang's school together after dinner.

When she arrived at the school, Shen Mingzhu did not go in directly. Instead, she sat in the car and asked Pei Tang to look at the school gate and tell her as soon as she saw Fu Qiang.

The family didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, but they obeyed her and waited in the car.

Waiting until 8 o'clock, Pei Tang pointed to the mother and son and said to Shen Mingzhu: "Mom, he will force himself."

"get off."

At Shen Mingzhu's greeting, the father and son got out of the car together.

Fu's mother led her son towards the school gate, whispering something to her son.

Until they were blocked by Shen Mingzhu's family.

"Are you Fu Qiang's parent?"

Sensing that the family's visitor was unkind, Fu's mother subconsciously protected her son behind her, "What do you want to do?"

"I am Pei Tang's mother. I asked Teacher Xie to invite you to school for a detailed discussion."

After learning Shen Mingzhu's purpose and identity, Fu's mother became even more uneasy.

Just having Pei Yang, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, standing in front of him is enough to make people feel oppressive.

Although Shen Mingzhu and Pei Ziheng are not tall, their aura is stronger than the other. All in all, the family seems to be a family that is not easy to mess with.

In line with the principle that a good man should never suffer the consequences of his immediate loss, Fu's mother became polite and said, "It's almost time for class. If you have any questions, let's go to school and talk about it."

Shen Mingzhu smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I have already said hello to Teacher Xie. It doesn't matter if you are late."

Fu's mother said again: "It's cold outside, and the child can't stand the cold..."

Shen Mingzhu did not answer the other party's question and directly took out her daughter's scratched skirt and the invoice for purchasing the skirt.

"The first time my daughter wore this dress to school, her son Fu Qiang scratched it with a watercolor pen. There were a total of eighteen strokes. I cleaned it after I got home, but there are still marks."

"Now there are two options, either you take the skirt back and find a way to clean up the marks so that no trace is visible. Or, you pay compensation according to the price and you take the skirt back."

Looking at the price on the invoice, Fu's mother became uneasy.

"There are so many students in the class, what evidence do you have to prove that the skirt was made by my family?"

"Many students in the class saw Fu Qiang scribbling on my daughter's skirt. This is a witness. Secondly, Fu Qiang admitted his mistake in front of Teacher Xie and wrote a letter of apology. This is physical evidence. ,enough?"

Seeing that she couldn't make the choice, Fu's mother excused her son again: "When children are young and ignorant, they will inevitably be naughty. You also have a son. Your son also caused you a lot of headaches when he was young, didn't he?"

Pei Ziheng criticized the other party on behalf of Shen Mingzhu: "I have never done such an untutored thing as taking away a classmate's clothes. If you can't discipline your son, be prepared to clean up his mess."

Fu's mother was so angry that she had no choice but to agree to help with the laundry.

She had no other choice. Such a small suspender skirt cost more than 180 yuan, and she couldn't bear to pay for it.

Pei Ziheng reminded: "The skirt cannot be machine washed, as the hand-beading on it can easily be damaged, and hot water cannot be used because it is made of cashmere and will shrink and deform when used in hot water."

"I will bring the clothes to school when they are washed. Is there anything else?"

Fu's mother looked a little unhappy when she heard that it was so troublesome to wash her skirt.

Shen Mingzhu supported such a big scene, naturally not just for a piece of clothing.

"In addition to scratching my daughter's skirt, your son also deliberately knocked over her pencil case, pulled her braids, snatched her scarf, etc. I have two demands here today."

"First, let your son bow and apologize to my daughter. Second, your son must promise me that he will not bully my daughter again in the future."

After hearing Shen Mingzhu's request, Fu's mother's face became even more ugly.

It was school time, and people were coming and going at the school gate. During the negotiation between the two parties, the surroundings were already surrounded by parents, children, and teachers from the school.

Asking her son to bow and apologize in public, and also to sign a letter of guarantee, how would her son see anyone at school in the future?

"Mother Pei Tang, don't go too far. Although my son is a bit naughty, he is only seven years old. What's the big deal about playing with his classmates? Do you need to hold on to him like this?"

Pei Ziheng: "In that case..."

He stepped forward and pulled off Fu Qiang's scarf, threw it to the ground and stamped it twice, then picked it up and hung it back around Fu Qiang's neck.

It snowed just last night, the ground was covered with mud, and the scarf instantly became dirty and smelly.

Fu Qiang was so angry that he wanted to take it off, but his move was too clumsy and his face was covered with mud, which looked funny and embarrassing.

Fu's mother was so angry that she screamed: "What are you doing? Look at your children, do you parents not care about them?"

Pei Ziheng's lips curled up slightly, and his tone was joking: "Auntie, I was just joking with Fu Qiang, why are you angry?"

Fu's mother was so choked that she stared, turned to accuse Shen Mingzhu: "This is a new scarf that I knitted just two days ago. The wool alone costs twenty yuan, and your son made it look like this!"

Shen Mingzhu smiled: "Give it to me, I will take it home and help you clean it."

Fu's mother nodded angrily, "Ha, I can see it. Your family is here purely for revenge today, right? What's the big deal if a classmate has a small conflict? Is it worth it for you to mobilize so much? Your son is very How old are you, and you still allow him to bully my family? It’s really eye-opening for a parent like you.” (End of Chapter)