"Please give this child another chance, please."

In the school office, the boy's father bowed his head deeply, trying to get forgiveness from the school authorities.

The boy standing beside his father looked indifferently at the head teacher directly opposite his father, his eyes were cold and emotionless.

With the hairs standing up on his back, the head teacher said word by word: "I can understand your feelings, but your child has made too many mistakes!" Four students are still lying in the hospital, all unconscious, not out of danger! The student's parents asked me to give an explanation, and the school also gave me an answer, how do you ask me to give this child a chance? ”

"This ...... Is there any misunderstanding between them? ”

"Misunderstanding? Where did the misunderstanding come from! The head teacher's eyes widened, "Under the words of the substitute teacher, Yeyu still did not stop the violence, threw his classmates to the ground, and stepped on each other's heads with his feet!" Tell me, where is there such a big enmity between classmates? I don't know what will happen if the substitute teacher stops it later! ”

After speaking, the head teacher glared at the boy on the side, with the sharp eyes that she had been a teacher for so many years, and no student dared not be afraid to ignore the sweeping gaze. However, this time she made a mistake. When her gaze met the boy's, an emotion that had not been seen in her heart burst out for a long time.

Fear.

The head teacher silently turned his gaze.

Cold sweat slid down her cheeks, and she stroked her glasses, her eyeballs floating unnaturally from side to side in her sockets.

"Teacher?"

"Uh-huh!"

At the call of the boy's father, the head teacher came back to his senses.

She took a deep breath, didn't dare to look at the boy again, looked at the boy's father and said, "According to the report of the classmates in the class, the four injured classmates were playing with Yezhu in the self-study class, they were all friends of Yezhu, but they were knocked to the ground by the overly serious Yezhu. In the process, none of the four classmates fought back, and they kept asking Yeyu for forgiveness. ”

“……”

The boy's father was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at the boy, as if to ask with his eyes if there was such a thing.

"Nope." The boy shook his head lightly and said lightly, "They all deserve it." ”

"Night! Don't go too far! ”

The head teacher is also a little hot, I have seen stubborn students in so many years of teaching, but I have never seen such annoying students.

"Excessive? Do I have them excessively? The boy's calm expression finally rose and fell, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his smile was full of mockery, "This is their retribution, and they deserve it." ”

"Night!" The boy's father looked at him seriously, and his tone was a little heavy.

"They said Mom deserved to die early!" The boy stood up straight, like a spear, sharp, "I'm just scrapping their two arms." Let them know what trouble comes from the mouth! Know what to say and what not to say! ”

"Parents of the night night, look at what kind of attitude your child has."

The head teacher didn't dare to look at the boy, so she could only start a quarrel with the boy's father, from her point of view, no matter what kind of parents had to give in to her, let alone ordinary parents whose family conditions were not good.

"I see."

The boy's father stood up and raised his arm to reach the boy.

The boy did not dodge or hide, his eyes were like torches, and he insisted on his thoughts.

The head teacher raised her eyebrows, even if the parents of the students beat the child violently now, she would not stop it.

It's better to say that she just wants to see if this kind of dead child can still be hard under the parental stick education.

"We accept the disposition of the school and will handle the withdrawal procedures from now on. I will bear the medical expenses of these four students, and if the parents of the four students come to ask for an explanation, please ask the teacher to help me convey a word to them. The father's hand gently patted the boy's shoulder, and the fiery temperature came from the palm, making the boy's cold expression thaw slightly.

"Well deserved! Your child is cheap. ”

The boy's father looked down condescendingly at the head teacher, a sneer on his bearded face.

"You-"

The head teacher was furious, and when she stood up and wanted to continue talking, the father and son left her with only a back. Seeing the other party leave generously, she could only sit down angrily.

"Maniac!" The head teacher cursed in a low voice, "The parents of crazy people are also crazy people!" ”

On the way out of school, the father and son were pointed at by some students, both of whom were boys' classmates.

"Need to talk to a friend?" Father asked.

"I don't have any friends." The boy didn't look back.

The walk from school to home took nearly forty minutes, and the father and son did not say a word along the way.

To be honest, a round-trip journey of more than an hour a day is not easy for a child of this age, but there is no way, the mother's hospitalization expenses for up to three years have made this ordinary family financially unable to turnover. What's more, the boy changes schools again and again, and the cost of changing places of residence and opening up interpersonal relationships is even more of a burden.

Now the medical expenses of four more students are undoubtedly adding to the situation.

Even so, the boy's father did not mean to reproach the boy in the slightest.

As he said, these four students are cheap, and they deserve to be beaten like this.

Along the way, the father's palm was firmly on the boy's shoulder, as if he wanted to convey a trace of warmth to the boy's heart.

When he got home, his father went into the humble kitchen, skillfully fastened his apron, washed his hands and prepared to cook.

The boy stood silently in the doorway, his shoes not taken off, and stood there motionless.

"The dish is ready, come and wash your hands and start eating."

When the father, who had prepared two side dishes, came out of the kitchen, the boy was still standing in the doorway. Seeing this, the boy's father shook his head helplessly and put the dishes in his hands on the dining table.

"Those who don't know think I'm a fool."

The father walked back to the door, rubbed the boy's head, took the boy by the hand to the toilet to wash his hands, and then led him to the seat to sit down, ignoring the boy's dirty shoes leaving one shoe print after another in the cramped room.

Handing the boy a tissue to wipe his hands and serving him a bowl of rice in front of him, the boy's father half-jokingly said, "Eat quickly, do you want me to feed you?" Your mother is watching, obedient. ”

After saying that, my father's eyes moved to the wall, and there was a picture frame hanging on the wall, which was a family portrait of their family.

Though...... This family photo was taken in the hospital.

The boy was silent for a long time, and before he could move his chopsticks, he opened his mouth.

"Daddy......"

"Needless to say, if it's an apology, you're a sensible child, at least I'm more sensible than your father. If it's not your fault, don't respond, the sky is falling, and it's your father and me who will be crushed to death first. The father said as he put the little meat in the dish into the boy's bowl.

"Hmmm......"

The boy replied in a low voice, stirring up his chopsticks and taking two mouthfuls of rice, his mouth full.

As he ate, the boy's tears flowed down his eyes and landed on the table.

"I just said that you were sensible, why did you cry."

“…… The meat is too salty. ”

"Don't eat if you're not happy!"