Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Chapter 383 Who hit me?
Fatty’s house, in the backyard.

Old Jiang and Nie Bingquan are giving acupuncture to Kaide.

Seeing that Kaide's illness had improved a lot after treatment, Nie Bingquan whispered, "Old Jiang, I may have to go back next week. How are you doing with the things I asked you to do?"

"I haven't told Qingsong yet!" Old Jiang smiled bitterly.

"Why didn't you say it?" Nie Bingquan was puzzled.

"Because it's hard to ask!" Jiang Lao was melancholy: "The wild Ganoderma you need is for treating foreigners. I'm worried that Qingsong will not agree at all."

"Can't I just give him more money?" Nie Bingquan reminded.

In fact, he didn't want to use wild Ganoderma lucidum to treat foreigners, but his son owed this foreigner a favor, so what else could he do?

"Haha... no matter how much money you have, Qingsong will not be interested in it." Hearing this, Old Jiang shook his head in amusement: "How about this! I..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a pretty woman who walked into the backyard: "Mr. Jiang, you have to make the decision for me, otherwise my son won't be able to read."

"What's going on?" Old Jiang frowned.

Nie Bingquan also looked at the pretty woman and the little boy she was holding.

The little boy had a bump on his forehead and there was bleeding at the corner of his mouth. It might be very painful and he was crying.

"What else can it be?" The pretty woman pulled the little boy in front of Elder Jiang, with anger on her face. "You asked my son Ye Wuyi to stay in Dayu City for a long time to protect the children's safety. I never said no, and even brought my son here to live with us in the Huaishu Production Team."

"But my son was beaten just after he went to school. I can't swallow this."

"Why were you beaten?" Old Jiang asked the little boy softly.

"I don't know either. It was because I didn't give way to that Ma Zhaolin that Ma Zhaolin blocked me at the school gate and beat me after school. Besides Ma Zhaolin, Hua Shengyuan and Ma Lei also beat me." The little boy mustered up the courage to reply after taking a look at the pretty woman.

"Really?" Old Jiang's face turned ugly.

It was not because three children were fighting one, but because Ma Zhaolin's grandfather Ma Wujin was the principal of the newly built school of Huaishu Production Team.

Ma Wujin was a proud and arrogant man, and he doted on Ma Zhaolin very much. In order to invite him to be the principal, he and the Ye family spent a huge price.

If we go looking for trouble with Ma Wujin now just because Ye Wuyi's child was beaten by Ma Zhaolin, I'm afraid it will be more trouble than it's worth.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Liu Qingsong walked quickly into the backyard: "Grandpa Jiang, he's busy!"

"Not very busy." Jiang Lao turned around and looked at Liu Qingsong: "Do you want to talk to me about something?"

"Yes." Liu Qingsong glanced at the pretty woman and the little boy, and then briefly told them in front of them about how Ma Zhaolin bullied the youngest sister and said that the youngest sister was an orphan with no one to take care of her.

Mr. Jiang listened quietly.

After understanding, he frowned and said, "This Ma Zhaolin is really becoming more and more lawless. How about this, you wait for me to deal with the things in my hands, and then I will go to find his grandfather Ma Wujin in person."

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong nodded.

With Grandpa Jiang's words, he naturally couldn't say anything more.

After chatting with Mr. Jiang and Nie Bingquan for a few more words, he went back to cook.

The pretty woman watched Liu Qingsong disappear and said, "Mr. Jiang, even the youngest sister and Little Nuomi were bullied by Ma Zhaolin. You must not take this matter lightly."

"I know. You go back first. I will go find Ma Wujin and ask him to teach Ma Zhaolin a lesson." Jiang Lao sighed and said, "I promise you that the same thing will never happen again."

"Okay! Okay!" The pretty woman nodded, turned around and left with the little boy in her hand.

"Do you need me to go with you to meet this Ma Wujin?" Knowing that the situation was very tricky, Nie Bingquan asked Mr. Jiang softly.

"That's the best." Old Jiang nodded.

"Let's go!" Nie Bingquan said to Cade and led the way out of the backyard.

……

Principal's office.

The skinny Ma Wujin was reading a newspaper at this time.

Seeing his grandson Ma Zhaolin running in, he started rummaging through the drawer and then put all the money and fun things in it into his pocket. Lian stepped forward to stop him and said, "You guy, you took Mr. Li's money while he was away. Do you know that this is stealing?"

"If grandpa didn't tell me, who would know that I stole it!" Ma Zhaolin replied and ran away.

"This kid." Ma Wujin shook his head.

Just when they were trying to find a way to put the money stolen by Ma Zhaolin into Teacher Li's drawer, Nie Bingquan brought Mr. Jiang into the office.

"Hey! How come you are here?" Ma Wujin hurried to greet them.

"Someone complained that your Ma Zhaolin beat someone, so I came to have a good talk with you. I hope you can educate Ma Zhaolin well." After sitting down, Mr. Jiang sighed and stated his purpose.

"What's there to talk about? Isn't it normal for children to fight?" Ma Wujin smiled and poured tea for Jiang Lao and Nie Bingquan: "My Ma Zhaolin is indeed a bit naughty. Let's put it this way! I will talk to him when he comes back."

"Wu Jin, don't take it lightly." Nie Bingquan reminded: "This time your grandson also scolded Liu Hongxia, saying that Liu Hongxia was an orphan with no one to take care of her."

"I know about this. Ma Zhaolin was joking. Don't take it seriously." Ma Wujin reminded.

"But your little sister was scolded to the point of crying, did you know that?" Nie Bingquan was somewhat angry when he saw that Ma Wujin didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.

"So what if she cried because of scolding? Girls like to cry." Ma Wujin looked at Nie Bingquan: "Can you please stop making a fuss? Since you invited me to manage the school, you have to trust me. I will handle this little thing."

"You said so." Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Jiang Lao warned, "If anything happens to your Ma Zhaolin, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"No, with me watching over Ma Zhaolin, nothing could possibly happen." Ma Wujin replied nonchalantly.

It was obvious that he had misunderstood and did not understand the meaning of Mr. Jiang's words at all.

After Mr. Jiang realized what was happening, he was extremely angry.

However, the old man did not argue with Ma Wujin any more: "Since you are so confident, Bingquan and I will go back first."

"I'll take you there." Ma Wujin said.

"No, no." Old Jiang waved his hand and left with Nie Bingquan.

Ma Wujin watched them disappear, smiled, picked up the newspaper and started reading. As for educating Ma Zhaolin, he didn't take it to heart at all.

……

Liu Qingsong started cooking lunch as soon as he got home.

After eating and drinking, I took a walk and then took a nap.

When I woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon and the sky was gloomy and it looked like it was going to rain.

"Little Nuomi, little sister..." Seeing that the little ones were no longer playing in the threshing ground, Liu Qingsong walked out of the door and shouted.

"They went to school to jump rubber bands." Ye Xiaoxiao, who was reading a book at the door, replied softly.

"Really?" Liu Qingsong looked at Ye Xiaoxiao: "Did Xiao Taoqi, Wang Ba and the others go to jump rubber bands?"

"Yes, they all went." Ye Xiaoxiao replied.

"Okay then!" Liu Qingsong didn't think too much about it, turned around and went back to do his own thing.

What he didn't know was that at the school gate, Xiao Nuomi, Yaomei, Pangdun, Wang Ba, Ye Qubing, Xiao Taoqi, Jin Yutou and the others were not jumping rubber ropes, but were lying in ambush in the dark.

When they saw Ma Zhaolin jumping and running past them while eating fried dough twists, they pounced on him without saying a word.

Among them, Fatty was responsible for covering the sack, while Little Prankster and Golden Taro were responsible for keeping watch.

Xiao Nuomi, Yaomei, Ye Qubing and Wang Ba were responsible for carrying Ma Zhaolin into the sack.

When they carried the sack to a remote place, they started beating and kicking the sack, making Ma Zhaolin cry for his parents and howl like a wolf. In the end, he could no longer cry, so they dispersed and ran back home.

After a while.

“Wuwu… Wuwu…” Ma Zhaolin crawled out of the sack crying, and then limped towards the principal’s office.

At this time, Ma Wujin was scolding Teacher Li, asking Teacher Li not to make a scene in the office just because he lost a dozen dollars.

Seeing Ma Zhaolin appear at the door of the office with a bruised face and limping, he ran over and hugged him: "What happened? Who beat you up like this?"

Teacher Li was also a little curious.

But more of it was a relief, thinking the fight was good.

"I... I don't know who beat me. They covered me with a sack." Ma Zhaolin replied crying.

"Where is the sack?" Ma Wujin gritted his teeth.

How dare he hit his grandson? It's simply outrageous.

"In the woods." Ma Zhaolin replied.

"Then let's go find him. If I find out who hit you, I will never forgive him." Ma Wujin walked out of the office angrily and disappeared from Teacher Li's sight.

Teacher Li was afraid that Ma Wujin would mess up. After thinking about it, he even called Mr. Jiang.

……

Fatty’s house, backyard.

At this time, Mr. Jiang was playing chess with Nie Bingquan.

"Grandpa Jiang, the phone is ringing." Ye Xiaoxiao ran out from the room on the right and shouted.

"Oh!" Jiang Laolian stood up and walked over, then picked up the microphone: "Hello! I'm Jiang Chuyang."

Teacher Li: "Mr. Jiang, Ma Zhaolin was beaten with a sack just now, and now Principal Ma is looking for the sack in anger! Do you think you should come and handle this matter in person?"

Boss Jiang was surprised: "Who hit me~?"

Teacher Li: “Not sure.”

Jiang Lao: "Okay! I understand. Go and help me calm Principal Ma down first, and I'll come right after."

Teacher Li: "Good! Good!"

After Jiang Lao hung up the phone, he did not go to the school immediately. Instead, he called several Ye family members who were patrolling at the gate and asked, "Who is on duty at the school gate this afternoon?"

"Me." A burly member of the Ye family stood up.

"Do you know about the incident in which Ma Zhaolin was put into a sack and beaten?" asked Old Jiang.

"I know." The burly Ye family member replied embarrassedly.

"Why didn't you tell me if you knew?" Mr. Jiang got angry.

"Because the ones who beat him were Ye Qubing, Xiao Nuomi, Xiao Taoqi and the others, how can I...how can I tell you this?" The burly Ye family member scratched his head with a wry smile, "And that Ma Zhaolin really deserved to be beaten. I was there when he beat Ye Wuyi's son before, and I couldn't pull him away. He was very arrogant and domineering."

"But the problem is how can I explain this to Ma Wujin now?" Old Jiang smiled bitterly and spread his hands.

"We all pretended not to see it, and you can pretend not to see it too!" the burly Ye family member reminded.

"This..." Jiang Lao hesitated for a moment: "For now, this is the only way."

"Then you can accompany me to school and give Principal Ma a perfunctory visit first."

It’s not that he favors Xiao Nuomi and the others, but he had already reminded Ma Wujin before.

If Ma Wujin had been able to educate Ma Zhaolin and then take Ma Zhaolin to apologize to the children, things would not have turned out like this.

"Okay! Okay!" The burly Ye family member nodded repeatedly, followed Old Jiang and walked quickly towards the school.

……

In the kitchen.

Liu Qingsong is cooking dinner.

When he saw Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei hiding in their rooms after coming back, he couldn't help but frown for a moment.

After all, in the past, the two of them would clamor for food when they came back, instead of locking themselves in the room like they did today.

In order to verify his guess, Liu Qingsong picked up a rag to wipe his hands, turned down the coal fire, and walked quickly into the room.

In the room, Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei saw Liu Qingsong coming, and they both hid in the corner.

This made Liu Qingsong feel both headache and distressed: "What happened to you? Are you being bullied again?"

"No." Little Nuomi shook his head.

The youngest sister lowered her head and dared not look at Liu Qingsong.

"Then what happened to you?" Liu Qingsong walked up, picked up Xiao Nuomi, and asked softly.

"Wo...Wo..." Little Nuomi didn't know how to answer.

"Don't be afraid, uncle doesn't eat people." Liu Qingsong comforted with a smile.

"I know my uncle is a bad person, but my aunt and I did something wrong today." Little Nuomi said in a low voice.

"Oh? What did you do wrong?" Liu Qingsong was a little surprised.

"We...we put Ma Zhaolin into a sack and beat him." The youngest sister replied timidly.

"Uncle, we feel uncomfortable if we don't beat him, but we also feel uncomfortable after beating him. This...what's going on?" Seeing that Liu Qingsong didn't lose his temper, Xiao Nuomi also said in a baby voice.

"What else could it be? Are you afraid that Ma Zhaolin will cause trouble?" Liu Qingsong smiled bitterly. "It's impossible for you two to put Ma Zhaolin into the sack. Did Xiao Taoqi, Wang Ba and the others also get involved?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Little Nuomi nodded his head repeatedly.

"Third brother, aren't you angry?" the youngest sister asked.

"Is getting angry useful?" Liu Qingsong sighed and put down the little sticky rice in his hand: "How about this! You go and tell Wang Ba, Xiao Taoqi, and Fatty to stay away, and leave the rest to me."

"Then what does uncle want to do?" Little Nuomi was very curious.

"Pretending to be confused." Liu Qingsong replied.

"Pretending to be confused?" Little Nuomi scratched his head in confusion.

"Even if I pretend that I didn't see it, you will never admit it," Liu Qingsong replied.

"Oh! I know!" Little Nuomi became happy and took his little sister to find Little Pampers and the others.

Liu Qingsong watched them disappear, thought for a moment, turned around and walked into the kitchen to continue cooking.

……

At the school gate, Ma Wujin, who found the sack, took Ma Zhaolin by the hand and asked everyone he met if they had seen the person who beat his grandson.

It’s a pity that no one saw it.

The few members of the Ye family who saw this pretended to be confused.

This made Ma Wujin very angry. Just as he was about to lose his temper, Jiang Lao appeared: "Hey! Ma Zhaolin, what happened to you? Why did you suddenly become a pig head?"

"You are the idiot, your whole family is idiot." Before Ma Wujin could even open his mouth to speak, Ma Zhaolin couldn't help but retort.

This made Jiang Lao frown, and Ma Wujin also had a headache, but he did not say anything to Ma Zhaolin. Instead, he said to Jiang Lao coldly: "Jiang Chuyang, when I agreed to come to Dayu City to teach, I promised to protect the safety of my family. Now my grandson has been beaten like this, you decide what to do!"

"Do you really not know why Ma Zhaolin was beaten, or are you pretending not to know?" Seeing that there were no other outsiders around, Mr. Jiang asked in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Ma Wujin frowned.

"It means literally." replied Mr. Jiang.

Ma Wujin was stunned. After he reacted, he was shocked: "My Ma Zhaolin was beaten. Could it be that Xiao Nuomi, Liu Hongxia, Xiao Taoqi and the others did it?"

"I don't know that, and don't ask me." Jiang Lao looked at Ma Wujin and said, "You should reflect on why your Ma Zhaolin was beaten and why things turned out like this."

"I...I..." Ma Wujin blushed.

"If you had listened to me before, would Ma Zhaolin have suffered the misfortune he has now?" Old Jiang added.

"But they can't beat my Ma Zhaolin like this!" Ma Wujin beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"You mean, Ma Zhaolin is allowed to beat Ye Wuyi's son, Ma Zhaolin is allowed to call Liu Hongxia an orphan with no one to take care of her, but no one else is allowed to beat Ma Zhaolin?" Old Jiang asked back unhappily.

"That's not what I meant." Ma Wujin explained guiltily.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Lao shook his head with a smile: "I respect you and admire your knowledge, so I asked you to come and manage the school, but if you don't even have the basic ethics of a teacher, then I'm sorry, I may have to consider changing the principal."

This is quite serious.

Although nothing was done to Ma Wujin.

But it scared Ma Wujin so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

After wiping the sweat off his forehead, he assured her, "Don't worry, I will discipline Ma Zhaolin and will not cause trouble for Xiao Nuomi and the others."

"Didn't I say it was Xiao Nuomi and the others who beat up your Ma Zhaolin? Don't let your imagination run wild." Old Jiang reminded and turned away.

Ma Wujin watched Jiang Lao's figure disappear with a dark face. He was about to take Ma Zhaolin back to the dormitory to apply medicine for bruises and injuries, but Ma Zhaolin picked up a brick on the ground and ran away angrily.

"Where are you going?" Ma Wujin shouted.

Ma Zhaolin did not answer, but quickened his pace, heading towards Wild Boar Ridge.

After Ma Wujin reacted, he did not chase after him, because he had already guessed Ma Zhaolin's thoughts and also wanted Ma Zhaolin to fight back.

After all, Ma Zhaolin has grown up and his grandfather has never hit him!
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(End of this chapter)