Get something in the courtyard

Qin Huairu naturally heard what Teacher Zhang said and felt a headache. The five children who were kicked by the stick will definitely receive a lot of compensation.

Who will pay for this money?

Anyway, the money she worked so hard to save cannot just be given away to others.

"Master."

If there weren't too many people, Qin Huairu would definitely step forward and hold Yi Zhonghai's arm, asking him for help.

Yi Zhonghai sighed helplessly and avoided Qin Huairu. I couldn't explain it clearly in the first place, so I can't let people misunderstand it anymore.

"Huai Ru, don't worry. We still need to ask about the situation."

"Why are you asking? Anyway, our child was beaten so much that he was hospitalized. If the school hadn't stopped him, we would have called the police a long time ago. Just tell us whether you want to accompany him or not! If you don't want to pay compensation, we will call the police."

The director of the school committee suddenly got a headache when he saw that there was going to be another quarrel. He didn't want his parents to call the police, as that would make him look too incompetent. This director's position may not be secure.

"Don't call the police yet, let's talk about it."

Yi Zhonghai's heart moved after hearing the director's words. This situation is somewhat similar to what he was doing in the Siheyuan. Maybe, as long as he performs well, the school director will cover up the situation like him.

"That's it, don't call the police at all times. The police comrades are so busy, we can't let them worry about such a trivial matter like ours."

"A trivial matter? You, an old bastard who picks up ashes, are putting it lightly. By the way, I heard that you yourself are homeless, so it is indeed a trivial matter."

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, and he glared at the person who spoke, feeling extremely desolate in his heart. But how could my son, Silly Zhu, allow you to be so arrogant?

"How can you talk like this? We are talking about the matter."

The school director didn't want to make the matter a big deal, so he said, "Yes, let's just talk about it and don't say anything else."

Yi Zhonghai said in his heart that this director was indeed just like him. In this way, he has greater certainty.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore. The director has made it very clear about the children just now. Putting aside the facts, isn't your child at fault? If it weren't for your children talking nonsense and irritating the audience. , Banggeng will not conflict with them."

"Why are our children talking nonsense? Is it a lie that the steel rolling mill held an educational conference for you two? If you dare to do it, why don't we tell you?"

"That's right. You didn't set a good example for your children, yet you still have the nerve to blame us. Putting aside the facts, why, you don't want to admit that our children were beaten by stick jokes."

When the school director saw it, he became even more troubled. Before Qin Huairu came, he had spent so much time trying to appease several parents. Who would have thought that after Qin Huairu's arrival, it had no good effect at all, and instead intensified the conflict.

"Teacher Zhang, you are Bangge's class teacher and you are familiar with Qin Huairu. Please give her some advice."

Teacher Zhang did not dare to contact Qin Huairu. The last time Qin Huairu went to school to pay Banggong's tuition, he was frightened. He grabs other people's arms at every turn and wonders what's going on.

"Director, you also know that I have just started teaching Banggeng. I have only met Banggeng's mother once. By the way, Teacher Ran from our school has taught Banggeng for a long time, and she is familiar with Banggeng's mother."

The director glared at Teacher Zhang fiercely: "Ran Qiuye is undergoing transformation now, don't you know?"

Teacher Zhang smiled awkwardly, and then thought of Yan Bugui. In order to save the dead Taoist friend from the poor Taoist, I pushed him out.

"I heard that Teacher Yan Bugui lives in the same courtyard as them and is the third uncle in the courtyard. Director, do you think you should call him over?"

The director thought for a moment and nodded.

Yan Bugui didn't want to come. No one knew the trouble better than him. But he had to come. What did the chairman of the committee ask him to do, and why did he dare not do it?

When they arrived at the hospital, they saw Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu surrounded, but there was no sign of Silly Zhu. "Director. What do you want from me?"

"I heard that you and Bangge's mother live in the same courtyard. It just so happens that you can help mediate this matter."

Yan Bugui wailed in his heart and lamented that his fate was not good. Yan Bugui has dealt with this kind of thing countless times. Every time, someone else apologized to the Jia family.

It is extremely difficult to get the Jia family to apologize.

After hearing the director's request, Yan Bugui suddenly felt very uneasy. Each child is compensated 100 yuan, not counting medical expenses and hospitalization expenses, which add up to at least 600 yuan.

Yi Zhonghai is definitely not willing to take such a large amount of money. Is he going to make a donation in the end?

No, absolutely no donations.

Yan Bugui felt a little relieved when he thought that he had to go to the street office to apply for donations.

Yan Bugui knew that he couldn't tell Qin Huairu about this matter. Qin Huairu could only cry throughout the whole process, making it look like someone had bullied her.

This matter can only be told to Yi Zhonghai.

Yan Bugui pulled Yi Zhonghai aside: "Lao Yi, don't be stubborn with those people, it's useless. What happened this time is too bad. If our director didn't want the matter to escalate, the police would have come to arrest him long ago. Awesome."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Bugui angrily: "Old Yan, why are your elbows turned outwards? But you have seen big ones since you were young, just like your grandson."

"No, I can't afford a grandson like this. Lao Yi, this is not a courtyard house, and it is not your one-word hall."

"Lao Yan, what do you mean?"

Yan Bugui took a deep breath: "Okay, I'm not here to quarrel with you, I'm here to tell you the current situation. No matter what the reason, Bangge beats people, and almost beats them to death."

Yi Zhonghai glared at Yan Bugui, thinking that he mentioned Juhu on purpose.

Yanbu Guike ignored Yi Zhonghai's threats: "No matter what, we must give an explanation to those parents. If they are not satisfied, as long as they call the police, Banggeng will be arrested. According to this situation, Banggeng's punishment will not be light.

The best way is to allocate money to others and settle this matter. "

The reason is very simple. It doesn't need Yan Bugui to explain it to Yi Zhonghai. However, if you want to give real money to others, who will pay for it? If it were other people in the courtyard, he wouldn't worry about it.

But it's not someone else, it's Qin Huairu.

"Lao Yan, your back hurts when you stand and talk. Huairu's family is in such a difficult situation that she can't afford that much money. Help her out."

Yan Bugui quickly shook his head: "Our family doesn't have any money. It cost me a lot of money to find a job for Jie Cheng. I can't get a cent out of it. You'd better let her find a way! Whether it's borrowing or whatever, That’s fine, give money to people as soon as possible.

Our director told me that he would only give me one day. If you don’t take the money out today, I’ll send the sticks in. If Bangge gets in, his life will be ruined. Think about it carefully! "

Yi Zhonghai sighed: "Old Yan, the compensation is too much. Huai Ru can't afford it at all. You are the best at cutting prices in our hospital. Please help Huai Ru pay less."

Yan Bugui couldn't refuse this offer. Everyone is a neighbor, so it’s not easy for him to just ignore them.

"I can help you talk about it, but I can't guarantee success. Lao Yi, tell me your bottom line, so I can think about how to say it."

Yi Zhonghai held out a finger: "Ten yuan. Children recover quickly, I think ten yuan is enough."

Yan Bugui wanted to give himself a few slaps, so he shouldn't be soft-hearted to them: "Forget it, I'm not that capable, you go discuss it with them!" (End of Chapter)