But Mr. Jia didn't want to get such a result. After all, he chose this private school after thousands of choices. Although the gentleman in it was also carefully selected by him, looking at the current situation, this gentleman is probably very...
It is difficult for him to continue to teach his son, and it seems that he has overestimated his teaching ability before. Maybe this is the rhythm of driving his eldest son out of the private school, but he does not want to get it like this
Such a result, after all, this private school
He chose it after thousands of choices. Although the gentleman inside was also carefully selected by him, looking at the current situation, it is estimated that it will be difficult for this gentleman to continue teaching his son, and he has no regard for his teaching.
It seems that his ability was too overestimated before, otherwise how could his own child have made so many mistakes? Now it has become his son's fault. Why doesn't he want to think about it, as a teacher, the children he wants to teach make mistakes?
Wrong, there is some reason why he didn't do it.
It seems that the situation in front of him still requires him to swallow his anger for the time being, and then he will find a way to communicate with other people in the 45 to see if Dalang can be replaced by other gentlemen. But no matter what, he is also
I would not agree with Italy not studying.
Before I could think of a solution in my mind, Master Jia had already started beating people. Such vulgar and stubborn beatings in front of my husband and father represented my own
Education, sir, it was true that he showed it, it didn't seem like he had any at all, and Mr. Jia was really surprised. He didn't expect that his son was really so naughty in private, but this time it made him seem like
It's his son, and he really did something wrong.
In fact, in his mind, he was already refuting each of the charges that his husband had just laid on his son. But of course, the fight in front of him was all he wanted to explain and persuade.
Let me dispel the point that Fei Yunsan, a child who can arrogantly beat another child in front of his husband and father, already means that this child cannot be taught.
To say that the person's face was as black as the bottom of a pot just now, then his face was both black and red at the same time. He felt as if his face had been slapped several times, and it was burning and painful. At this time, his eyes were filled with tears.
He was about to burst into anger, so he stepped forward and pulled him away, and wanted to continue punching his classmates.
He took his own son, stretched it behind him, then reluctantly restrained his temper, and accompanied his husband, be careful and sorry, my son seems to need a good discipline, and I don’t wait for the husband to give me an explanation.
If there was any reaction, he pulled Jia Dalang and walked away.
The gentleman didn't want to make any reaction at all, so that Mr. Jia could see for himself how rotten wood his son was and not let him put all the blame on Sizhu. They didn't know how to take it for granted.
Are those plans in there? But thanks to his cheating son, otherwise it would be difficult for others to reject him, after all, he is an official.
I was so angry that I couldn't stand it. I brought the fake adult every day, but I didn't really lose my mind. I pulled Jia and Dalang home quickly. He couldn't be so arrogant. He just walked out of the door.
If his son was beaten, his reputation as a fake adult would be made a laughing stock, so he could only speed up his steps, grab the fake one tightly and walk back.
Maybe it's because he can feel the unprecedented anger of his father, maybe it's because he has never been treated so toughly by his father. Anyway, Jia Dalang and now Master Jia are also in a daze. They don't know how to react. They can only speed up the pace as much as possible and are half pulled.
Half-running, he followed his father's footsteps back home. He is now looking forward to returning to his mother. Only by his mother's side can he feel safe enough.
So as soon as he entered the door, Mr. Jia's hand loosened slightly, and Mr. Jia immediately broke free. Regardless of running over, his already exhausted body burst into tears, and he rushed as fast as a bullet.
Towards the backyard.
Of course Mr. Jia also knows about his son's plan. He is probably going to sell it to his mother again. It's pitiful. He doesn't want to let go of his incompetent son so easily again. If he doesn't take good care of this child, he will probably be killed.
He wanted to abolish the current situation and ordered his servants to get the family law, while he quickly chased after the child, wanting to catch him quickly, take him back to his study, and give him a good lesson.
The driver's license, who had already foreseen the disaster that was about to happen, also exerted his unprecedented potential. From now on, he used all his energy to feed himself and rushed back. But how could a child's steps be compared with an adult's?
Just when he could see the second door, Master Jia grabbed his arm from behind.
Seeing that my salvation is right in front of me, but now I don't have the chance to go for a long time, I can only open my throat and cry heartbreakingly, mother, save me, mother, come quickly.
This distress made Mr. Jia's face even more ugly. He didn't know that his face could be even uglier. He originally thought that after experiencing the humiliation just now, he had felt unprecedented shame and anger, but instead
Unexpectedly, this little kid's actions made his anger rise a little more, and now he knew how to call his mother. It seemed that his relative was going to do something to him, but he really wanted to teach this little kid a lesson today.
Before I could really get mad, Mr. Jia carried this boy to the study. The February door opened with a bang, and a bunch of people rushed out from inside. The leader was actually my most respected wife.
After his wife rushed out, she didn't even look at her. Mr. Lu rushed up and hugged Mr. Jia. The mother and son hugged each other and cried, as if Mr. Jia was a villain and rushed to the backyard to bully her.
Old, young, women and children.
After saying this, the person was a little at a loss for a moment. He didn't know what he should do now. Should he step forward and forcefully pull his eldest son away and let him receive a lesson like he originally planned, or should he stand still
Here, I stared blankly at the mother and son singing a tragic play. Mr. Jia felt that there was a problem no matter what choice he made. But judging from the situation in front of him, it seemed that he had created that unforgivable sinner.