Come Eat Mr. Bunny Rabbit

    Wen Ming answered a few calls this morning. Some were from parents, colleagues, and the last call was from the principal.

    The principal told him about the latest situation.

    "Mr. Wen, the people from the Education Bureau are here today, and we have given them all the evidence and the negotiation process. The current situation seems that although there are suspicions, there is still no evidence. The direct evidence proves that you harmed the child. Next, they will continue to investigate, and may ask the child in person about what happened before, but you also know that they are still too young, and the testimony of the child in such an event is generally limited to reference."

    Wen Ming made a low "um".

    The principal said with relief: "It seems that the situation is still in our favor. By the way, the teacher in the office heard about this yesterday, and everyone was very angry. On your side. Everyone also said that if the results are not satisfactory this time, teachers should write a letter to the Education Bureau to report the situation. "

    Wen Ming became cramped: "I'm already very grateful for this. Principal, please stop everyone for me."

    The principal smiled and said, "I can stop some people, and I can't stop some people."

    Wen Ming is puzzled.

    It turned out that the parents in Wen Ming's class also heard about it. He was suspended suddenly yesterday, and the parents acted very quickly. For fear of delaying things, they negotiated together for an afternoon and sent another letter to the Education Bureau today.

    This letter is for Wen Ming. There were a total of 23 parents in his class, all of them signed the letter, even the old lady who used to make trouble for Wen Ming also signed it. The main content of the letter was that they believed in Mr. Wen's character, and hoped that the Education Bureau would not be indiscriminate and chill the heart of a good teacher.

    If someone reports it, they have to report it! Why, such a big little strawberry teacher who was still here yesterday, lost a letter?

    This development was completely unexpected by Wen Ming. Holding the phone, he was speechless, and his nose was a little sore.

    "Thank you, thank you so much..."

    No wonder Xiaoyao's mother called him this morning to care about his condition, and comforted him and told him that Mr. Wen, who is all right, will get better soon.

    It turned out to be serious. Wen Ming felt grateful for a while.

    Xiao Yao's mother also told him that after Teacher Xiao Strawberry left, Xiao Yao came home unhappy for a night yesterday and asked her why Teacher Xiao Strawberry left.

    She tried to explain it to Xiao Yao in plain language, but she didn't know if the child understood. It is because of this that Xiao Yao's mother had the idea of ​​organizing parents to write letters.

    But at this point, he still has business to do.

    "Principal, I want to tell you something."

    The principal seemed to have anticipated what he was going to say, and replied, "Don't worry, we copied all the surveillance footage yesterday. Mr. Wen, what do you want to do here?"

    Of course it is to be held accountable.

    This kind of solid evidence, if it goes well, people can get detention and compensation.

    But the process may be a little troublesome. Seeing that persuasion was useless, the director of the garden said that after understanding Wen Ming's thoughts, she would assist in this matter in the future.

    Wen Ming and the principal reached an agreement. He breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone.

    …

    At noon.

    Jiang Rui squatted in the bushes for a while, when an unsteady footstep swayed close to him.

    It's the little ha who ran out to pee again during the lunch break. With his canine talent, he accurately found the hiding place of the eldest brother, and when he saw Jiang Rui's figure, he immediately wagged his tail with excitement: "Brother!"

    Today is not in a good mood, big brother! hey hey hey!

    Jiang Rui motioned for him to come over.

    "What happened yesterday?" he asked.

    Speaking of this, Xiao Ha gave a bitter face again: "Mr. Cucumber was taken away."

    Jiang Rui: "Speak clearly." His patience with the cub was about to run out.

    Xiao Ha racked his brains: "Mr. Cucumber, he was taken away."

    "..." Jiang Rui: "Find someone who speaks fluently."

    Xiao Ha is confused: "Okay."

    The elder brother has ordered, he will hurry up and call his best friend Keda.

    After Xiao Ha left, Jiang Rui squatted in the bushes and waited for a while. The kindergarten during the lunch break was unusually quiet, and in the calm, new footsteps approached him again.

    Not Erha. Jiang Rui looked up and saw two familiar faces.

    Thornball came with another bastard.

    What Jiang Rui told Xiao Ha before was to bring someone who speaks fluently.

    Mysterious Power Karl: Are you looking for "Xiao Yao"?

    I have to say, because Xiao Yao's mother explained it to him last night, he is indeed the person in the class who understands the events best. The tall one inside the short one.

    However, Xiao Yao and Jiang Rui have not dealt with each other for a day or two, and there is nothing to do at this special moment.

    When things got here, Jiang Rui almost understood it.

    He confirmed it again: "A coyote?"

    The coyote is not a wolf, but a famous hyena. If you know this, things will be much easier.

    Xiao Yao nodded.

    Jiang Rui is about to get up and leave. At this moment, the corner of his clothes was grabbed by a small hand.

    It's Carl.

    Carl raised his head and asked him politely, "Uncle, do you know how to get to the police station?"

    He doesn't know who Jiang Rui is, but those who can grow so tall are always called uncles, and those who are short are brothers.

    Jiang Rui looked down at him, flicked the hand away with his fingers, and asked, "What are you doing?"

    Carl took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Rui.

    This matter will start from when everyone first arrived at kindergarten this morning.

    Everyone just arrived at kindergarten this morning, and before class started, the whole classroom was in chaos.

    Mr. Little Strawberry was written and written away by someone, and this incident has spread to the ears of the children in the first class. After all, parents are talking about it too.

    Everyone has also unanimously decided that they will also write!

     Teacher Hua Hua knew about this. She felt that these little guys were very warm-hearted, so she didn't have the heart to stop it, and let them do it. When Mr. Wen comes back, he will be very moved when he sees this letter.

    A group of villains invited the most neatly written millet in the village to write.

    Xiaomi: "But what letter are we writing?"

    Leopard Leopard clenched his fists: "Complaint letter!"

    Everyone said they agreed, so I wrote it like this.

    Ba Xiao Cumei is back!

    But in the end, I still suffered from lack of culture. The whole class was unable to put together a complete sentence of Chinese, and there were a few words that were still being learned. Everyone wrote the letter half-patched, and waiting for the final signature was another problem. Because there are several people who haven't learned to write their own names.

    The letters written on TV are all signed.

    So in the end, I used different colored crayons to draw their respective animal heads in the blank space, which represents the signature. Everyone also indignantly drew a "well" shape on the animal's head, which vividly and intuitively represented that the little animals were angry!

    Very angry! !

    I also drew a small strawberry with a red crayon on a vacant seat to represent the absent little strawberry teacher. This strawberry, like the many small animal heads above, looks very angry.

    "Xiao Yao! Your cat's head is too big! You have occupied the position next to the little strawberry!"

    …In fact, the process was not so smooth, and there was inevitably a lot of stumbling and noise.

    But in this way, a vivid picture of angry beasts is completed.

    Then a new question is coming, the letter is written, who is responsible for sending it?

    At the moment when this question came out, the eyes of all the cubs in the scene turned to Karl.

    At this time, Carl looked at the uncle in front of him expectantly, hoping that he could take him to the police station to file a complaint.

    After reading the letter, Jiang Rui raised the corner of his mouth without emotion.

    The police station is gone.

    But he knew a better place.

    Jiang Rui reached out and kicked the little thorn ball into his jacket pocket, and said to the rest of the people, "Don't be quiet."

    Xiao Yao agreed.

    The whole process actually happens very quickly. Before Teacher Hua Hua found out, Xiao Yao had already returned to the resting place with his left hand covering his right hand, and he stuffed a ball of air into Carl's bed.

    Mr. Hua Hua has other things, she hurriedly told Xiao Yao: "Obviously rest when you come back. Teacher is going out to find Xiao Ha and Da Da now."

    The two children haven't come back yet, so don't let anything go wrong.

    Fortunately, she didn't go far before she found the little Ha and Da, who were wandering on the small playground, and the big stone in her heart fell.

    When she was discovered, Xiao Ha was holding Da's hand and wandering outside for no reason. Forget it, Da Da's clothes also had a large, crooked word "injustice" written in colored crayons.

    One missing dot.

    Mr. Hua Hua:…

    Da, promise the teacher, the children don't watch too much TV when they go home.

    She took the other one with her hand, and then she was busy to see if she could help Da to wash the clothes.

    Fortunately, Carl has always been a small group, especially easy to move.

    In less than an hour, Jiang Rui returned the little hedgehog. Carl, who returned to kindergarten, gave everyone an OK comparison, and the action was successful.