In the 1970s, the fake daughter was spoiled by the real master every night

Chapter 99 Come and apologize
"Qingyue girl, what time did you come back last night? I came here several times but didn't see you."

Xiang Jianming brought his two grandsons to Su Qingyue's house early in the morning, and Widow Liu also came with her three children.

"Aye and I came back very late, so we didn't go to look for you. We went to the clinic for a checkup yesterday, and Fang Rong really did have a nosebleed, but it was actually nothing serious."

"Then can our children continue to go to school?" Widow Liu did not sleep well the night before, and her eyes were all bruised.

"Sister Liu, yes! Let's go, let's go to the school to find the principal."

The bullock cart couldn't carry so many people, and the tractor had to carry tofu and vegetables. Several people discussed taking a bus together, and Su Qingyue took the monthly ticket and taught each child how to take a bus by themselves in the future.

Liu Shu watched each step carefully, thinking about taking his younger brothers and sisters for a ride in the car in the future.

The principal's office of Yucai Primary School.

Fang Youcai paced back and forth, his steps restless, "Teacher Gao, why hasn't Principal Chen come yet?! This matter must be dealt with seriously! Look at my son, he had a nosebleed all night after you brought him back yesterday, and his nose bridge is even bruised!"

"Su Qingxi, who hit others, must get out of school and must not study at Yucai!"

"President Fang, calm down. We will severely punish Su Qingxi for hitting others. Today we will wait for Zhang Haoyang to come and give a certification, and then we can kick Su Qingyue's sister out of school."

Gao Ying whispered a promise to Fang Youcai.

Yesterday Gao Ying took Fang Rong to the hospital for a check-up and found that he was fine except for a nosebleed and a bruise on the bridge of his nose. The doctor prescribed some abrasion medicine for him, which cost less than fifty cents.

Gao Ying asked Su Qingyue for money. Su Qingyue snorted coldly and lifted up the more serious scratches and red and swollen scars on Jiang Rong's arms and palms. "Then let Fang Rong pay for the medical expenses first!"

Gao Ying choked, "Jiang Rong fell down by himself!"

Su Qingyue retorted, "Fang Rong was also accidentally bumped into! Anyway, no one saw it!"

Gao Ying turned away angrily, "See you in the principal's office tomorrow morning! When the witness comes, I'll see how you can argue!"

Last night, she asked her sister-in-law Jiang Meng to visit Zhang Dongfeng with gifts. After hearing the whole story, Jiang Meng didn't want to go at first, but when she heard Su Qingxi's name, she realized that she was Su Qingyue's sister!
So she took the cigarettes and alcohol prepared by her sister-in-law and went to President Zhang's house. She concealed the identity of the attacker and only said, "You and President Fang have always been at odds. Why not take this opportunity to give each other a chance to shake hands and make peace? Besides, it's better to have less trouble than more for a child in school. Tomorrow, let Yangyang say that he didn't see anything and he won't be retaliated against in the future."

Shengli Supply and Marketing Cooperative and Hongqi Supply and Marketing Cooperative have been competing for many years. The two presidents appear to be friendly on the surface, but their relationship is actually tense. Zhang Dongfeng pushed the things into Jiang Meng's hands.

"Okay, then take your things back. Haoyang never interferes in children's fights."

Before leaving, Jiang Meng said, "You don't have to go to school tomorrow, just go to the supply and marketing cooperative. Our supply and marketing cooperative is busy these two days, and we can't do without you. It's okay for the child to go to school and be asked a question by the teacher."

Zhang Dongfeng didn't take it seriously at all. He just reminded his son, "Don't meddle in other people's business." Then he went to rest.

Zhang Haoyang blinked. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business in the first place, but now that the matter had become a big deal, he really wanted to see Fang Rong being criticized.

The next morning, Zhang Dongfeng went to the supply and marketing cooperative early and saw Su Qingyue standing at the door with a group of children.

"President Zhang, I have something to ask you for help with," Su Qingyue explained the whole situation.

Zhang Dongfeng shuddered and looked at Su Qingxi beside her, "Then let's go, let's go to school together!"

Gao Ying frowned in disdain when she saw Su Qingyue and seven or eight children coming. "Why are you here now? President Fang has been waiting for you for a long time!" Zhang Haoyang, what happened yesterday? Did you see Su Qingxi hitting someone? And did Jiang Rong fall down by himself? "

Zhang Dongfeng winked at Zhang Haoyang at the door, and Zhang Haoyang shook his head, "No, no."

Gao Ying raised his eyebrows and said, "Student Zhang Haoyang, please explain it clearly. What is wrong?"

"Jiang Rong didn't fall down by herself. She was pushed to the ground by Fang Rong. Su Qingxi didn't hit anyone. She was defending herself because Fang Rong spat in her face."

"You're talking nonsense! You're all in the same group! You're all here to bully me!" Fang Rong yelled, his face flushed red.

"Tell me! Are you targeting my son on purpose?" Fang Youcai walked up to Zhang Haoyang and asked angrily.

Su Qingyue wanted to stop him, but Zhang Dongfeng pushed in and blocked her. "President Fang! No wonder your children are fighting at school. You usually teach by example, right? Is yelling at a child considered good manners?"

Fang Youcai saw Zhang Dongfeng's face darken, "Zhang Dongfeng, did you teach your son to lie on purpose?!"

"Do you think I'm as shameless as you?!"

Just when the two were about to fight, Principal Chen arrived late!
He led the second graders behind him, "Tell me, one by one, what did you see yesterday?"

"It was Fang Rong who pushed Jiang Rong down first and stepped on his hand."

"Then Su Qingxi stepped forward to stop him, but was spat on by Fang Rong, so he punched him."

The principal looked at the parents and said, "This is what happened. It was wrong for Su Qingxi to hit someone, but she is a good kid who likes to help others. Zhang Haoyang and the student who testified are also good kids because they are honest and brave."

Fang Youcai's face turned red and white, "Su Qingxi also hit my son, he must apologize! How dare the school accept a student who hits others?"

Su Qingyue asked back, "Humph! Fang Rong was the first to bully Jiang Rong, so he doesn't deserve to attend Yucai Primary School? Your son should apologize to Jiang first and pay for the medical expenses, and then our Qingxi will apologize to your son!"

Fang Youcai's back teeth were all bitten off, and he could not compete with Zhang Dongfeng in business. Now his son embarrassed him in public!

Fang Rong's mind was blank. He looked around and whispered, "Jiang Rong is not here, what are you apologizing for?"

"Who said he wasn't here!" Jiang Chao held his son in his arms, and an old man behind him said with great vigor, "I want to see who hurt my grandson!"

Gao Ying didn't know Jiang Chao and his father and thought they were just ordinary parents.

But Principal Chen bent over to receive them, "Mr. Jiang, you are here, please sit here."

"I won't sit! Who is Fang Rong? Come here and apologize!"

Fang Youcai kicked his son in front of Jiang Guomin. He had heard that his son had bullied a kid named Jiang Rong and didn't think much of the Jiang family.

He only knew that Jiang Guomin's younger brother was the county magistrate of Xichuan County. He owned several floors of shops in a state-owned department store through his connections. He had only one daughter and no son at all.

Who would have thought that Jiang Rong was actually Jiang Guomin's grandson.

But none of this matters anymore. Whether or not his son can go to school is a small matter. Whether his supply and marketing cooperative can continue to operate smoothly is even a question.