At four o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Rongjing had not returned yet. At this time, Jiang Zhihao received a call from the school.
"Mr. Jiang, right? Your father and your brother had a conflict with someone at school. Please come to school." The person on the other side of the phone said.
When Jiang Zhihao arrived at school, he heard Jiang Rongjing arguing with someone: "Are you rich? It's obviously your son who did something wrong first, why should you blame my son!"
"What do you mean my son has done something wrong? What's the big deal among children joking with each other? As for beating people? Some people give birth to things that no one can raise!"
Jiang Zhihao pushed the door open and walked in. He saw Jiang Rongjing being dragged by someone. In front of him, a middle-aged man and woman stood there with arrogance and disdain on their faces.
"Try scolding him again!" Jiang Rongjing pointed at the man's nose and cursed.
"What can you do if you try? No wonder my son said your family is poor. This quality is indeed the characteristic of poor families." The man said.
Jiang Rongjing became even more angry. Before he could rush over, Jiang Zhihao came over to stop him and asked, "Dad, what's going on?"
"Brother..." Jiang Yucheng shouted from the side, handed him what he was holding, and said, "It was my classmate who tore up my storybook. I pushed him and he fell down.
He wanted to hit me when he got up. But he never hit me."
"Who says I can't beat you? Believe it or not, I will beat you flat!" the chubby boy at the side shouted.
The man looked Jiang Zhihao up and down and said with a sneer: "What's the matter? You want to bully the young when there are more people. If the old ones can't do it or the young ones can't do it, just call the one who is neither good nor inferior?"
Jiang Zhihao turned to look over and said coldly: "Keep your mouth clean."
"Who has such a dirty mouth! Your brother beats people, your father scolds people, and your whole family doesn't take it seriously. What's the matter? Look at the domineering nature of your family. It's true that unruly people come from a poor and remote country. I don't know where the confidence comes from.
Arrogant."
This was said by the middle-aged woman. Her mouth was more venomous than that of men. Jiang Rongjing's words made Jiang Rongjing tremble all over and almost fainted.
"My dad just had an operation and is in poor health. If he gets angry, you can't bear the responsibility." Jiang Zhihao reminded.
"Hey, you want to make money, don't you? Don't you just want to extort money? You are really a good example of people like you. Everything you say is in the direction of money. It's just like money!" said the middle-aged woman.
"Brother, I'm really not looking for trouble..." Jiang Yucheng explained a few more words.
According to Jiang Zhihao's instructions, he took the story he wrote to school in the afternoon and told it to the students around him during the break.
As Jiang Zhihao expected, this original story, which is very different from fairy tales, is very attractive to children.
The surrounding students were all fascinated, and the little fat man took a Transformers in the afternoon, but he didn't attract as many people as Jiang Yucheng did.
This made the little fat man very unhappy, so he came over and snatched the story book away, saying he wanted to read it, but he just threw it around with a few of his close classmates.
Jiang Yucheng was naturally not happy, so he went over to fight for it. In the process, he accidentally pushed the little fat man and made him fall down.
This kid has been a bully since he was a child, and he will fight with Jiang Yucheng whenever he gets up.