Chapter 92: The Best Teacher
Son?
Hearing these two words, I was startled and quickly released the collar of the boy I was holding.
The boy sat on the floor, coughing and wheezing.
In fact, when the middle-aged woman screamed just now, the boy I was holding called Mom, but because the middle-aged woman screamed too loudly, and the boy was strangled by the collar, the screaming was not loud, and we didn't hear it.
"Son, son, are you alright?" The middle-aged woman ran to the boy on the ground and asked worriedly.
The boy on the ground shook his head and said it was okay.
The middle-aged woman raised her head and attacked me: "Why are you pulling my son's clothes?" Don't you see his face flushed? What if you drag my son to death? ā
"...... I didn't know what to say, and the middle-aged woman's expression was a little scary, I was a little scared, and I hid to the side in fear.
Mei Xue dragged me and wanted to run away.
But before we could start running, the middle-aged woman saw our intentions, stood up suddenly, and grabbed my arm, "Still want to run?" I'm telling you, my son was made like this by you, and I will definitely go to your teacher. ā
"Auntie, you have to speak with your conscience. If they don't beat us, will we beat yours? Look at what have they done to your son? Mei Xue helped me pull my hand while pointing at Jiang Ning and said.
But the middle-aged woman dragged it very tightly, and Mei Xue and I couldn't break free.
The middle-aged woman glanced at Jiang Ning, shook her head and said, "I don't care about others, I only care about my son." I saw with my own eyes that you were tugging at my son's collar and almost suffocating him. ā
The middle-aged woman looked at me.
I tugged at her son's collar, and I had nothing to say.
At this time, her son turned his head and pulled the middle-aged woman's clothes, and said to the middle-aged woman: "Mom, don't be blind, we are joking." ā
"Kidding? Is there such a joke? The middle-aged woman yelled at her son, "If I hadn't come, she would have dragged you to death." You fool, you are bullied, and you still help people talk. ā
"Mom, this is our business, can you leave it alone?" Her son said impatiently.
The middle-aged woman's face sank, she raised her hand and hit her son on the head, scolding in her mouth: "Dead boy, I don't care about you, do you want to go to heaven?" ā
When the middle-aged woman raised her hand to beat her son, Mei Xue and I quickly pulled my hand out, and we ran away.
Brother Dong, when they saw that the person who came was the boy's mother, he had already run away.
As we ran, the middle-aged woman shouted behind us, "Wait, I'll go to your teacher." ā
Running out of the alley and coming to the main road, I asked Mei Xue, "Where did you find the person?" Why did you only find one? ā
Mei Xue said innocently: "None of them want to come, only one is willing to come, who knows that it is the boy's mother." ā
"Mo Xue, why are you here?" Hu Xiaodie asked.
I turned to Hu Xiaodie and said, "We were eating here, and I saw you being pushed by two boys to walk, and I didn't feel right, so I followed." ā
"Oh, thanks to you guys today, thank you!" Hu Xiaodie thanked us.
"Sister Xiaodie, you're welcome." I said with a smile.
Hu Xiaodie turned her head to look back, and said, "If that boy's mother really looks for your teacher, you will say that I forced you to do this." I'm going to take the college entrance examination soon, and the school won't treat me badly. ā
"Well, Sister Xiaodie, don't worry, I'm not afraid of her." I said.
"Hmm." Hu Xiaodie snorted, looked at Jiang Ning's swollen and bloodstained face, and said, "I'll go with Jiang Ning to get the wound first, and I'll invite you to dinner another day, bye." ā
"Bye-bye." Seeing Hu Xiaodie and Jiang Ning walk away from the main gate, Mei Xue and I crossed the street and went to the side gate.
On the way back to school, Mei Xue said worriedly: "Sister Xue, even if you say that Hu Xiaodie forced you, your teacher will talk about you." ā
"It's not the first time for me. From the day I decided to be a gangster, I was ready to be told by my teacher. However, I don't think the boy will let his mom find school, after all, he is also a gangster. ā
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After a lunch break, I didn't see the boy's mother come to me, I thought the boy could persuade his mother, but who knew that the boy and his mother came shortly after the first class.
The first class is the Chinese class, the Chinese class is a young female teacher, just graduated from the normal university the year before last, very delicate, soft-spoken, the voice is very good, the people in our class are very fond of her class.
When the Chinese teacher saw a mother and son at the door, she stopped teaching and asked politely, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ā
The middle-aged woman spoke, "Mo Xue is in your class, right?" ā
The voice was very rough, in stark contrast to the voice of our Chinese teacher.
"What's wrong in this class?" The Chinese teacher asked.
The middle-aged woman said loudly, "What's wrong? She bullied my son, and if I hadn't seen it, my son would have been strangled to death by her. ā
"Huh? No, it can't be. The Chinese teacher said in disbelief, "Mo Xue is a girl and very quiet, how can she bully your son?" It's a misunderstanding, right? ā
"Misunderstanding? Just call her out and ask. The middle-aged woman said loudly as she looked over to see where I was.
The Chinese teacher stood in front of her, blocking her view.
She said unhappily: "Hey, I said that you, the teacher, are young, and you want to favor her, right?" ā
"No, I...... We're in class now, and we're waiting for the end of class......" The Chinese teacher smiled, and before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the middle-aged woman: "Wait for the end of class?" I'll go straight to your headmaster later. ā
Hearing that I was looking for the principal, the Chinese teacher turned around and asked me, "Mo Xue, what's going on?" ā
I saw the inquiry, worry, and concern in the eyes of the Chinese teacher.
I told Mei Xue and the others that I was not afraid, but when the mother and son really came to me, I was still a little afraid.
I stood up on the table and said to the Chinese teacher, "Teacher, I bullied him, but that's because of him...... Because he bullied me first. He tugged at my clothes, he thought, he insulted me, I, I couldn't help it, so I hit him. ā
"He also hit me in the stomach, and it hurt so hard that it still hurts. Ah, my stomach, it hurts. ā
Originally, I wanted to squeeze two tears to win sympathy, but who knew that when I was talking and talking, I was moved by what I said, I really cried, and I cried out of my voice.
Holding the table with one hand and my stomach with the other, I bent over and cried, "Ah, why does my stomach hurt so much? I can't take it anymore. ā
The Chinese teacher ran over worriedly, helped me and asked, "Mo Xue, what's wrong with you?" Does it hurt badly? You bear with me. Zhao Shuai, quickly carry Mo Xue to the infirmary. ā
Zhao Shuai sat behind me, and when he heard the words of the Chinese teacher, he immediately stood up and wanted to carry me.
I also cooperated with him to carry it.
Just as I was about to lie on his back, Lu An's voice suddenly came from the door: "I'll carry it!" ā
Looking up, I saw Lu An running over in a hurry.
The Chinese teacher looked at Lu An: "...... you?" ā
"I'm his boyfriend." Lu An directly said that he was my boyfriend, came to me, bent down and picked me up horizontally, picked me up and walked outside.
All the attention in the class was on me and Lu An, as well as the mother and son at the door.
Seeing that everyone was looking at me and Lu An, the Chinese teacher said to the class leader: "Class leader, you go and find your class teacher, I'll go over and have a look." ā
"Hey, you ......" When Lu An carried me to the door, the middle-aged woman pointed at me and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it yet.
Lu An said coldly: "If Mo Xue has any mistakes, don't think about it." ā
"You, you, how do you talk?" The middle-aged woman was shocked by Lu An's momentum, took two steps back, and felt very shameless to be shocked by a high school student, so she took another step forward, pointed at Lu An and asked.
Lu An ignored her and carried me downstairs directly.
The middle-aged woman went to our Chinese teacher, took our Chinese teacher's hand and said, "Teacher, do you have ......?"
"Student's parent, your son's assault on a female classmate is a crime and can be prosecuted. I'm going to care about the female classmates now, and you can tell the head teacher if you have anything. As he spoke, the Chinese teacher pushed away the middle-aged woman's hand and followed.
When the middle-aged woman heard the word crime, her face changed, she raised her hand and patted his son's head, and scolded: "Dead child, you don't go to school well, what are you doing against others?" ā
"I didn't." Her son covered his head and said aggrievedly.
Lu An hugged me, and walked like the wind, and soon reached the corner of the stairs, and I couldn't see the mother and son, only heard her son say that he didn't.
Being held in Lu An's arms, I felt very happy, but I also felt very self-blame, very guilty, and very scared.
Because I lied, I told a big lie.
Seeing Lu An's nervous and serious expression, I wanted to tell him that I was fine, but I didn't dare to say it because I was closely followed by the Chinese teacher.
When I arrived at the infirmary, I felt so guilty when I saw that the Chinese teacher was anxious to ask the doctor to come and check my body.
However, I dare not tell the truth.
The doctor asked me where it hurt, and I said stomach.
He pressed my stomach and asked if it hurt, and I said it hurt.
The doctor said that it may have hurt internal organs and that he should be taken to the hospital.
As soon as I heard that I was going to the hospital, I panicked and didn't want to go, so I clutched my stomach and said, "It doesn't hurt much now?" It could be that my eldest aunt is coming soon, and it hurts a little. ā
"That's possible, too." "But it's better to go to the hospital for a check-up." ā
"I don't want to go, I'm in good shape, I'll be fine in a few days. IāI want to lie down for a while. ā
The doctor said, "Okay, you lie down first, I'll go outside and get busy." ā
When the doctor left, the Chinese teacher came to care for me, asked me if my stomach still hurt, and asked me if I wanted to drink hot water.
Listening to the Chinese teacher's concern, I felt very guilty.
At the same time, I thought to myself, I am telling a lie, and sooner or later it will be exposed. Instead of waiting for others to puncture, I should confess it myself first, so as not to be embarrassed.
I sat up from the hospital bed and said guiltily to the Chinese teacher: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I lied to you. The boy didn't insult me, he didn't hit me in the stomach, it was me who had a conflict with him, I pulled him by the collar and strangled him by the neck, and he was seen by his mother. ā
When I said this, I didn't dare to look at the Chinese teacher, and bowed my head to wait for the Chinese teacher's criticism.
But the criticism did not wait, but waited for the Chinese teacher to be more considerate, she put her arm on my shoulder and said, "Come, lie down, don't move." ā
"Teacher......" I was helped by the Chinese teacher to lie down, looking at the Chinese teacher in confusion, thinking why she didn't criticize me.
The Chinese teacher smiled at me and said, "Mo Xue, you are right to lie. Girls must learn to protect themselves no matter what the situation. Today you have the advantage and tug on his collar first. If he has an advantage, I don't know what he's going to do to you. ā
"The teacher is right to say that you are lying, that you are right to lie about this, not that it is right to lie. Do you understand what the teacher meant? ā
"Understood." I nodded, still a little worried: "Teacher, don't you blame me?" ā
"What do you blame? I'm also worried that you think that I, a teacher, have a wrong outlook and teach you to lie. The Chinese teacher said with a smile.
I shook my head, "Teacher, you are the best teacher I have ever met. ā
Really the best teacher, I have never met a teacher who would tell me that girls should learn to protect themselves no matter what the situation.
I remember when I was in elementary school, because the boys in my class laughed at me for having no father or mother, I fought with them, and the teacher knew about it, and the teacher would only criticize me, saying that I was not like a girl.
Of course, I also criticize the boys who fight with me.
However, I just don't think those teachers are as good as Chinese teachers.
"Hmm." The Chinese teacher touched my head, "Since this has been said, don't change it." Your homeroom teacher asks you, and whoever asks you, you say that. As for the boy and his parents, I'll take care of it, don't worry. ā
"Thank you, teacher." I said gratefully, out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Lu An who was standing next to me, worried that the Chinese teacher would say something about me and Lu An, so I took the initiative and said in advance: "Teacher, Lu An and I ......"
"I didn't expect that Lu An of the first class was taken down by you, which is very powerful. Our teachers also guessed what kind of girlfriend a good and handsome student like Lu An would find. The Chinese teacher looked at Lu An and said with a smile, full of appreciation.
Lu An nodded to the Chinese teacher.
The Chinese teacher said that she didn't expect Lu An to be taken down by me, and I didn't expect her to say this, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the teacher is also gossiping." ā
"Of course, teachers are human too." The Chinese teacher smiled, "Okay, I don't think you can go to this class anymore, so let's do it here." I'll go over there and see what's going on. ā
With that, the Chinese teacher left.
We said goodbye to our Chinese teacher.
After the Chinese teacher left, Lu An and I stared at each other, but I couldn't stare at him, so I decided to speak first: "Lu An, I lied, do you think I'm bad?" ā
"I think your teacher is right. Girls must learn to protect themselves no matter what the situation. ā