MTL - Darkness is Coming-Chapter 710 Yang Xiaoqian & Yang Yan

   The "face slap incident" that happened in the second grade (4) class only took half an afternoon to spread throughout the school. When the school bell rang, all the students from first grade to fifth grade knew the name "Jiang Daxing".

  Good things do not go out, and bad things travel thousands of miles. Jiang Daxing became a famous person in the school, but he couldn't be happy, because anyone who saw him would give pointers, and even a few teachers couldn't help laughing when they saw him.

   More than ten years from now, an author will write what Jiang Daxing said at this time: One must be full in both his heart and stomach.

  The heartbroken Jiang Daxing went straight to the canteen after school. Now only Latiao and Jianlibao can dispel the bitterness in his mouth.

   When buying spicy sticks, Jiang Daxing heard a conversation.

   "Did you see it, it's this fat guy who made a bet with people that he was slapped twice and can't fight back, haha."

   "Can't fight back? But he's stronger than the fifth grader."

"Yeah, I heard that the person who made the bet with him said that he could hit him in the face with his hands without touching him, or else he would lose to him a big bag of jumping candy, and a piece of Yunyunlong Gongsun. Victory!"

   "Ah! If you hit it, you just hit it? How can you win?"

   "That's right, they didn't want to win, they just wanted to beat him, but the fat man foolishly agreed, and then he was slapped twice, haha, look, the slap print on his face hasn't disappeared."

   "Wow, there really is a slap print, then did he win Gongsun Sheng?"

   "I got it."

   "That's not a loss, Gongsun Sheng, it's hard to get together."

   "But now everyone calls him a stupid fat man, and he was slapped twice. I heard that he was still crying in class, and he was thrown to Grandma Bridge as a shame."

   "Haha, really unlucky, who came up with this face-smashing bet, it's really interesting...Shh, the stupid fat guy seems to have heard it, he's looking at us."

   "Let him see, what are you afraid of, my brother is the leader of the third middle school, so afraid of him?"

   Hearing this, Jiang Daxing couldn't bear it any longer, threw the spicy sticks and Jianlibao in his hand, and ran out of the canteen crying.

For a child with good face and high self-esteem, such a reputation is a terrible torture. It is conceivable that students in other classes will take the trouble to tell this joke, and in a few days, other elementary schools will also learn about it. In this age of lack of entertainment news, an anecdote can last for years until something more interesting takes its place.

   Therefore, the name "Fatty Silly" is likely to have accompanied Jiang Daxing through elementary school, even middle school and high school, and people will continue to mention it.

   The next day, during morning reading, after Jiang Daxing entered the classroom, a tall and strong man broke in.

   "Who is Yang Xiaoqian!"

   The strong man shouted angrily, interrupting the reading aloud.

   The head teacher and the whole class looked at him, only Jiang Daxing looked down at his crotch.

  The strong man wears a gold necklace, his face is full of flesh, his nostrils are turned up, showing a small amount of nose hair, and he does not look like a good person.

  The coastal area has been enriched by the reform and opening up. Yuanjiang is also considered a coastal city. Taking advantage of the rapid economic development of Dongfeng, a number of people have become rich, but gold necklaces with thick thumbs are still rare.

   "This gentleman..."

   "Are you the head teacher of the fourth class?" The brawny interrupted the head teacher unceremoniously.

"excuse me, you are?"

   "My name is Jiang Yong, I'm Jiang Daxing's father, my wife used to hold parent-teacher conferences, you may not have seen me, this is not important, come on, tell me, which is Yang Xiaoqian!"

  The head teacher didn't speak. He didn't want to meddle in his own business, and he didn't want to let his students suffer. He was thinking about how to smooth things out when a thin figure stood up in the front seat.

   "Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

  Jiang Yong widened his eyes, snorted coldly, his nose hair straightened as if electrified.

   "You are Yang Xiaoqian?"

   The boy who stood up hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

   "What's right." Another boy at the same table stood up and pressed him back to his seat, "Yu Qian, are you stupid, Jiang Daxing's father doesn't know me, doesn't Jiang Daxing know me?"

  Yu Qian pursed his lips and did not speak, Yang Xiaoqian looked at Jiang Yong, put his hands behind him nervously, and wiped the sweat from his palms onto the school uniform.

   "Oh, you are Yang Xiaoqian, I ask you! Did you make my baby cry yesterday!" Jiang Yong stepped forward and asked fiercely.

Yang Xiaoqian leaned back slightly, his legs were a little weak, but he tried his best to remain calm, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "I made a bet with Jiang Daxing, I lost, and the bet was given to him, as for why he cried, I don't know. ,none of my business."

   "You fart! It was you who bullied my baby!" Jiang Yong raised his hand, causing exclamations.

   Before the slap went down, Yang Xiaoqian shouted vigorously: "If you hit me, you are bullying children. I will find the police uncle! Even if the police uncle doesn't arrest you, others will gossip and say that you only have the ability to hit children!"

Jiang Yong's hand stopped in the air, and Yang Xiaoqian continued to shout in a somewhat sharp voice: "If you don't hit me, it won't take long for everyone to forget about it. If you hit me and make things worse, then everyone will always remember it. Not only students and teachers will talk about this, but other parents will talk about it! They will keep talking about it! At that time, everyone will laugh at Jiang Daxing, he will never make friends, and he will never be able to transfer schools!"

After    finished speaking, Yang Xiaoqian glanced at Jiang Daxing quickly and found that Jiang Daxing lowered his head and his ears were red.

   "Jiang Daxing doesn't want you to come to school, right? You ask him, you ask him!"

  Jiang Yong subconsciously turned his head to look at Jiang Daxing, and saw that his son was flushed from ear to cheek.

   "Dad, don't do it." Jiang Daxing's voice was like a mosquito.

Jiang Yong twitched the corners of his mouth and lowered his arms helplessly. He looked at Yang Xiaoqian with strange eyes, thinking that this kid is a little evil. After thinking about it, he turned his head and said to the head teacher, "I'll give you face, so that you won't be embarrassed. , but if my son is bullied, we can't just let it go. In this way, you call his parents and we can solve it ourselves."

   The good morning reading was delayed. The head teacher didn’t want things to continue to stalemate, and he didn’t think about notifying the security department. He simply took Jiang Yong to the teacher’s office, and then called Yang Xiaoqian’s parents.

The two adults didn't know that after they left the classroom, Yang Xiaoqian walked up to Jiang Daxing in front of the whole class, grabbed his school uniform collar and gritted his teeth: "Go to your dad now and let him talk well, If your dad dares to hit my dad, I will make you a stupid fat man for the rest of my life, and I will stare at you forever. I will make you do nothing. I will transfer schools wherever you go, and use various methods to make you embarrassed. , kill you!"

   The gloomy eyes frightened Jiang Daxing. He completely forgot that he was taller and stronger than Yang Xiaoqian. He walked out of the classroom in fear, wiping his tears as he walked, with extreme regret.

   An hour later, a 30-year-old man came to the teacher's office. When he entered the door, he was still angry. When the head teacher told the whole story, he smiled and opened his eyes.

"You laugh! Your son doesn't study well at a young age. Look at my son. The slap print on his face can be seen until now. How do you think this account is calculated!" Jiang Yong thumped the table. Ring, it means that if there is a disagreement, it will start a fight.

   "Actually, it was Jiang Daxing who insulted the families of the martyrs first."

   The class teacher really disliked Jiang Yong, and stopped talking to the muddy, but spoke for the Yang family and his son. This was to imply that Jiang Yong, if he wanted to fight, the police comrades would definitely not be on his side after calling the police.

"Hey! No, no, how can a child understand this, just kidding." Yang Yan waved his hand, leaned over to Jiang Yong, politely handed a cigarette, and said with a smile, "Brother Jiang, this is the case. It's my son who's wrong, I'll definitely educate him when I get home! Don't be angry, let's do this, if you are free tonight, show your face, Yuejiang Tower, I'll set a table and drink to make amends for you."

   This man is more sensible than his son, Jiang Yong thought to himself.

"Okay, you admit your mistake with a correct attitude. My lord doesn't remember villains. By the way, you have to call your son. I want him to apologize to my son in front of us!" Jiang Yong waved his hand, The behavior of the deputy social elder brother.

   Yang Yan's complexion suddenly changed, and it looked cloudy and uncertain under the light of the cigarette butt.

   "Brother Jiang, I will educate my son well, but if you want him to apologize, he will definitely hold grudges in his heart, and if he fails, he will make trouble again.

  Jiang Yong thought about it for a long time, thinking that it's all right, but his face doesn't look good when the trouble is too big, so he simply nodded in agreement.

   That night, Yang Yan really booked a box in Yuejiang Building, set up a table of banquets, invited Jiang Daxing's family, and also invited the head teacher and a few friends.

   Chicken, duck, fish and meat are available on the dinner table, which is richer than the New Year's Eve dinner. Jiang Daxing eats with a red face, but Yang Xiaoqian has no appetite. Even the chicken thighs that Dad put in his mouth tastes like chewing wax.

   When Yang Yan saw this, he whispered in his son's ear: "It's okay, let's eat, it won't cost us."

   Yang Xiaoqian was puzzled, and Yang Yan didn't explain anymore, and smiled to Jiang Yong.

   After three rounds of drinking, Yang Yan asked his wife Luo Fei to bring his son home. In order to reassure his son, he quietly handed the wallet to Yang Xiaoqian.

   "Go home for your mother." Yang Yan said.

  What do you use to checkout if your wallet is gone? Yang Xiaoqian couldn't figure it out, but he didn't ask, obediently followed his mother home.

   After the two children left, Yang Yan pointed to the square table in the box and said, "It's still early, why don't we play two laps?"

  Yang Yan smiled harmlessly, Jiang Yong just thought he was going to lose money to himself on purpose, so that he would not be held accountable.

   "Brother Yang is really good, okay, let's play two laps." Jiang Yong sat down on the poker table with his pocket on his back.

   "How many did we play?" Yang Yan asked cautiously with a painful expression, "A hair, right? It's a small bet on happiness."

   "Let's play bigger!" Jiang Yong patted his thigh, grinned, showing his yellow teeth, "It's boring to play a few cents, but two yuan!"

  ………………

   At 11:30, Yang Xiaoqian heard the door open, and immediately climbed out of the bed and walked to the living room to see that his father was whistling and changing his shoes, his trousers pockets were bulging, and a gold necklace was in his hand.

   "Xiao Qian, haven't you slept yet?"

"No."

   "Then come here, I will educate you well."

  Yang Xiaoqian walked over dejectedly, a little aggrieved, but not arguing.

"Remember in the future that there are only two kinds of people who wear this kind of thick and large gold necklace. The first is to wear a fake chain, either gold-plated or hollow, and it can float when thrown into water. This kind of person is pure stupidity. Paper tigers, don't be afraid. The second type is a social elder brother who is really capable. It is very likely that he has committed an accident and is ready to run away at any time. Therefore, the gold necklace is always there, just to sell it for money when running away. This kind of person never comes. I will bully children, and secondly, I don't want to cause trouble everywhere." Yang Yan put the thick chain in Yang Xiaoqian's hand and smiled, "Take this chain to school tomorrow, and ask Jiang Daxing to apologize to the female classmate, and he will return the apology to him. , otherwise it will not be repaid.”

   Yang Xiaoqian nodded and said, "Jiang Daxing's father is a fool. This is a fake gold chain, but Jiang Daxing doesn't know. I told him it was worth a lot of money, and he would definitely apologize."

   "It's really smart, as expected of my son." Yang Yan nodded in satisfaction.

   "But Dad, why is the golden chain here with you?"

  Yang Yan took out a stack of banknotes from his trousers pocket, several of which were green one-hundred-yuan bills, and said with a smile, "I'll take you to buy a four-wheel drive car on the weekend, and now you go to sleep obediently."

   Hearing "four-wheel drive", Yang Xiaoqian was very excited, no longer asked, and jumped back to the room as he walked.

  Yang Yan was half lying on the sofa, lighting a cigarette, his eyes gradually blurred and erratic, and the lighter flew between his fingers, as if reflecting the shadow of the sword and sword.