Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

However, the school gate was already full of cars, all kinds of cars, and many of them were luxury cars worth hundreds of thousands or even millions of yuan.

Mercedes-Benz, Audi, Bentley... they have it all.

Having lived most of his life, this was the first time Zhao Dazhu had ever seen so many luxury cars; he felt like his eyes were about to glaze over.

After waiting for only a few minutes, a clear, cheerful girl's voice came from afar: "Uncle Zhao, you've arrived so early!"

Zhao Dazhu turned around and saw that it was Wang Jiajia.

Wearing her school uniform, Wang Jiajia ran out of the school and grabbed Zhao Dazhu's hand enthusiastically as soon as she reached him, pulling him towards the school gate.

Zhao Dazhu then followed Wang Jiajia into the campus of Hongfeng Middle School and found that the school was really impressive.

As expected of a privately-run school, it is indeed more upscale than public schools.

There were many adults on campus, and it was obvious at a glance that they weren't teachers.

Tonight is the parent-teacher conference, and those people are, of course, parents who have come to the school to attend the conference for their children.

"Where is your classroom?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

"Uncle Zhao, come with me, we'll be there soon," Wang Jiajia said.

As they approached the classroom door, Wang Jiajia lowered her voice and reminded them, "From now on, you need to be careful. If anyone asks, just say you're my grandfather, my dear grandfather. Remember, don't get it wrong."

"I know, I know, I'm not senile yet," Zhao Dazhu laughed.

As they were talking, the two arrived at the classroom door.

Zhao Dazhu peeked into the classroom and found that quite a few people were already sitting inside.

Moreover, all the parents in the classroom—the men were all dressed in suits and ties, and the women were all radiant and beautiful—looked like upper-class acquaintances, dressed impeccably.

Zhao Dazhu looked down at himself and realized that his clothes were really not presentable. Not only were they cheap junk items that cost 9.9 yuan with free shipping, but they were also very rustic and looked like he came from the countryside.

However, Zhao Dazhu did not feel inferior.

Zhao Dazhu had even met big shots like Zhou Tianyu and Zhou Meiling, and had even dealt with them more than once, so he could be considered their business partner.

What are the people in this classroom anyway?

No matter how capable they are, they can't possibly compare to heiresses like Zhou Tianyu and Zhou Meiling!

"Which seat is yours?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

Wang Jiajia pointed, and Zhao Dazhu nodded. She then asked, "Were you in the classroom or... when the parent-teacher conference was held?"

"We students wait outside, otherwise there won't be enough room in the classroom," Wang Jiajia replied.

"Okay, then you wait outside, I'll go in now," Zhao Dazhu said with a smile.

Wang Jiajia added, "From now on, you're my grandpa, and my real grandpa at that! Don't let that slip!"

"No, don't worry."

Zhao Dazhu chuckled and patted Wang Jiajia on the head before striding into the classroom.

Looking back, Zhao Dazhu saw that Wang Jiajia had already run away, so he didn't linger and strode towards the seat that Wang Jiajia had just pointed to.

Moreover, Zhao Dazhu noticed that the parents in the classroom were all looking at him; some cast curious glances at him, while others showed disdain.

But Zhao Dazhu didn't care what they thought or looked at.

When Zhao Dazhu got to Wang Jiajia's seat, he pulled out the chair and plopped down in it.

A glamorous woman in her late thirties sitting next to him immediately frowned and said with obvious disdain, "Who are you? What are you doing sitting here?"

"Can't I attend my granddaughter's parent-teacher conference? This is my granddaughter's seat, of course I want to sit here," Zhao Dazhu said without any politeness.

"Who is your granddaughter?" the woman asked again.

"Wang Jiajia," Zhao Dazhu answered without hesitation.

Upon hearing the name, the woman immediately scoffed.

"So your granddaughter is from that rural village. No wonder you look so rustic. You must be from the countryside too," the woman said, her expression extremely contemptuous.

"So what if we're from the countryside? Do you look down on us country folk?" Zhao Dazhu said angrily, his brows furrowed.

"Sorry, I just look down on you country folk, what can you do about it?" the woman said jokingly, completely disregarding Zhao Dazhu.

Seeing the woman's arrogant and disdainful attitude, Zhao Dazhu was furious.

If it weren't for the fact that the parent-teacher meeting was about to start, and if it weren't for the fact that there were so many parents watching, he would have already slapped her and shown this woman the power of an old man from the countryside!

A dozen minutes later, the parent-teacher meeting finally began.

A middle-aged woman wearing a rose-colored suit and black-rimmed glasses walked over and stood on the podium after entering the classroom.

It's obvious without even thinking that the woman with black-rimmed glasses is Wang Jiajia's homeroom teacher.

As expected, the woman coughed twice to clear her throat and then said to all the parents present, "Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend the parent-teacher meeting at Hongfeng Middle School. I am your children's homeroom teacher, and my name is Cai Yaxu."

The parents in the classroom spontaneously applauded in welcome, so Zhao Dazhu clapped his hands as well.

At the same time, Zhao Dazhu looked around and found that the two seats on the left and in front were empty, and the corresponding parents had not yet arrived.

It seems not every parent is free enough to attend parent-teacher meetings.

Zhao Dazhu thought to himself, but unexpectedly, Cai Yaxu, the homeroom teacher, looked at him and asked, "Excuse me, sir, are you... are you a student's parent?"

"Of course I am, otherwise why would I be sitting here?" Zhao Dazhu said irritably.

Many parents in the classroom burst into laughter, casting gloating glances at Zhao Dazhu.

The woman sitting next to Zhao Dazhu was even more disgusted, moving further and further away from him, as if she wanted to move her stool to the aisle.

The female homeroom teacher, Cai Yaxu, then asked, "May I ask which student's parent you are?"

"I am Wang Jiajia's parent, and Wang Jiajia is my granddaughter," Zhao Dazhu replied.

"Why are you here for Wang Jiajia's parent-teacher conference? Where are her parents?" Cai Yaxu asked again.

"Aren't you annoying? Someone's here for the parent-teacher conference, why are you asking so many questions? The child's parents are working in another city and can't come back, is that a good enough reason?" Zhao Dazhu said, frowning.

Cai Yaxu looked slightly embarrassed and annoyed, but she didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she said, "It seems that almost everyone has arrived. In that case, let's officially begin the parent-teacher meeting now."