The voice on the other end of the phone was not turned on, so only she could hear it.
Of course, Xu Qingzhi had excellent hearing and could hear it, but she was too lazy to listen.
The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes of the noble lady who had been so high and mighty a few minutes ago drooped visibly, and her proud eyes lost their luster due to the blow.
The son on the side saw something was wrong and asked his mother: "What's wrong? Mom."
Mrs. Wei hung up the phone and suddenly grabbed her son's hand, "Something happened at home. Mom needs to go back quickly."
Then, with a strong and calm voice, he said in a tone of voice: "Mother Wang, Uncle Liu, you stay and take care of the young master."
The next sentence was strong to the counselor: "Teacher, I have to explain this matter. I have something to do at the moment, so I'll leave first."
The counselor himself is in his early thirties and is a doctoral student staying in school after graduation. He has never seen such a battle.
One side is Fuwang Farm, and she is a loyal vegetable friend of the farm, while the other side is obviously powerful and cannot be offended.
Xu Qingzhi could see her embarrassment, so he came to the rescue and said: "Teacher, if we continue to argue about this matter, there will be no results for the time being. I will take my brother to the hospital for a check-up first to avoid any internal injuries. The child's body is in the worst condition."
It’s important. We’ll talk about it in detail in a few days. There’s no rush.”
The counselor nodded and said: "Yes, it is better to go to the hospital first. The school doctor only treated the superficial wounds. It is best to go to the hospital for a detailed examination."
Seeing that his mother was gone, the man with glasses calmed down a bit, thinking that his uncle had gone to visit other schools to study and might not come back until tomorrow.
When the time comes, when my uncle comes to support me, I won’t be afraid of anything.
"Okay, it will take a few days." He crossed his arms and said, "Xu Zijun, wait until my uncle comes back and see how I deal with you."
Xu Qingzhi looked at her brother and was stunned. Even if someone slapped him in the face, her brother didn't seem to make a sound.
I don't know whether to say that he has a stable mentality or that he simply doesn't know how to deal with this situation.
Silence may be the only solution he thinks.
Adults are always accustomed to using their own set of theories to educate children, hoping that they will avoid detours.
Whatever.
Xu Qingzhi exhaled. People always have to experience growth through things.
She looked at the man with the eyes and asked calmly: "Who is your uncle?"
The bespectacled man narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he became more vigilant, "Why do you ask this?"
Xu Qingzhi: "Why, even my asking this makes you scared, how can you expect your uncle to support you?"
"I'm scared. My uncle is the vice president of the Agricultural University. This matter was originally caused by Xu Zijun, a fool." The man with glasses said arrogantly.
Huang Mao on the side secretly took a breath, but he didn't expect this kid to hide so deeply.
No wonder I'm so arrogant these days when I come to school. When I ask for a girl's contact information, she won't give her my contact information. I just press her and refuse to let her go.
He thought that the other party was too rich. It turned out that his mother's family was powerful and had a backstage in the school.
"Okay, I've written it down." Xu Qingzhi nodded slightly, then curled his lips and said, "Teacher, let's go first."
Xu Qingzhi took Xu Zijun away.
The man with the eyes looked at the backs of the two people who were getting further away. After realizing it, a chill ran down his spine. He cursed in a low voice: "Fuck, why does his sister have such a strong aura when she talks? She's like putting people on the death list."
Similar."
Huang Mao leaned over and said, "Brother, you didn't say that your uncle was the vice-dean before. I really didn't expect that."
Man with glasses: "My mother doesn't let me talk. She tells me to keep a low profile for fear of getting into trouble."
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In the car.
Xu Zijun: "Sister, I don't need to go to the hospital, I'm not injured."
Xu Qingzhi leaned comfortably on the back of the car seat, holding a mobile phone in his hand while typing, and responded: "Well, that's an excuse to tell your teacher. With the muscles you work on the farm every day, if you can't even
That skinny little guy hasn't even been beaten, and you still have internal injuries, so your work is in vain. You don't even need to send him to the hospital for those injuries on your hands, I think the scabs have already healed."
"Then where are we going now?" Xu Zijun asked.
"Let's go have dinner." Xu Qingzhi paused typing, turned her head to look at her brother, and discussed with him in a brisk tone: "What do you want to eat tonight? Tell me."
Xu Zijun's mind was still immersed in the matter of the fight being dealt with by the school. He was stunned for a moment and said slowly, "Huh?"
Xu Qingzhi thought he was slow to react, and his tone was as fierce as Ms. Wang's usual: "What to eat!"
Xu Zijun sputtered out a few words: "Then let's eat hot pot."