Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual

Chapter 77: Good teacher (5)

Although Jing Jing was not a spoiled child when he was a child, his mother had to spare some time to go home to cook no matter how busy she was. Therefore, life in a child can be said to be carefree.

When I first rose to junior high school, my parents died, my brother was busy graduating every day. Although he gave money to let him buy and eat, but she was sensible, she began to fumble for cooking.

After so many years, the craft of cooking is getting better every day.

The little niece is also a sensible person. Generally speaking, her big child does not say that she is going to play everywhere. She is also not a housewife. Although she is a child, she can help her to do some housework.

The aunts and two sat together at the table in the yard to peel the beans.

When I think of what Wei Mingyan said to her, I quietly and carefully looked at the prostitute who was serious about seeing the vegetables in her hands and lips trying to peel the vegetables.

"Jia Yu, if your aunt told mom and dad to let you transfer, would you agree?"

The little girl raised her head with some surprises, and her eyes were full of joy. "Can I not go to this school?"

"But Mom and Dad are not already paying money? If I don't go, will it be wasted..."

Seeing that she was excited and timid, she calmed down.

How can such a child suffer from such a thing...

She smiled on her face. "Don't worry, the money will come back. Does Jiayu want to go to other schools?"

"Think! Aunt, can I really transfer?"

Yan Jiayu’s beautiful big eyes are full of hopes, for fear that her aunt is just talking about it.

She really didn't want to stay in that school anymore.

Everyone doesn't like her, they will laugh at her, and Liu Momo will bully her. Every night, she lay in the quilt and couldn't help but sneak.

Several times, Yan Jiayu couldn't help but talk to her parents.

But she did not dare to say.

Mom and Dad were so happy when they sent her to the school. They said that as long as she was able to go to the school, it wouldn't matter if they were tired and tired again. The aunt was very tired to take care of her every day. She couldn't trouble any more.

Little children have already understood that they are not in trouble for their families, and they have been forbearing.

Compared with other children, Yan Jiayu, who has been bullied, is the one with the most mature psychological age.

"Of course it is true. Your mom and dad most listen to your aunt's words. I told them that they definitely promised."

Yan Jiayu looked at the prostitute's clever and sensible look, thinking about what she had experienced, and her heart was sour.

At the beginning, she went to high school and was bullied and almost committed suicide. It was obvious that she was being bullied. However, because their family had no power and no power, they could only watch the perpetrators turn away from school.

From that time on, the cheerful and quiet nature changed.

She began to learn to be forbearing, and she will only endure when she meets things, because she knows that even if she really does not endure it, she will not be self-sufficient.

"Well, the beans are stripped, you go in to watch TV, and when they come back, I tell them, okay?"

"Ok!"

Yan Jiayu nodded skillfully, "Thank you aunt."

She came down from the chair and walked back to the house cheerfully.

Quietly looking at her back, it was only amazed that since Jia Jiayu entered the school, the smile on his face was not as much as before.

It turned out that things have happened long ago?

They all blame her for not being careful, or Jiayu will not suffer such a long time.

Quietly, while blaming himself, he began to thank Wei Mingyan. After all, if it wasn't for him, Jia Yu didn't know how long he would continue to be bullied by those people.

When the sky was just under the dark, Yu Jingye and his wife came back.

Yu Jingye is nine years older than Jing Jing, and this year has already been more than 30 years old. It is still young, but the black hair has been mixed with a little white.

His work is very dangerous compared to ordinary people. He has to deal with the perpetrators every day, and his salary is not high. But whoever makes him a small wish is to be a good policeman like his parents.

He is two years older than Jing Ye, and looks much younger than her husband. She has a fair complexion, a beautiful facial features, and a sharp short hair.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw that Jing Jing was working on the dish. Her face immediately smiled and went up to help her little girl to serve. "How are you today?"

"I still can't find it." Quietly facing her loved ones, the look on her face was obviously relaxed. She shrugged and lost a little. "I doubt if the direction I am looking for is wrong. The profession is right, the interview. The examiner’s reaction was also very good, and I was still unable to accept it.”

Yu Jingye also came in and comforted while moving the stool. "Nothing, even if you can't find a job, you can raise you."

"Yeah, quiet craftsmanship is so good, staying at home is not bad."

Seeing that my brother and I are all unified, I am a little moved by the silence. "Reassure, I am not limited to big companies now, I am sure I can find a job."

"Jia Yu, come out to eat."

The family of four sat in a narrow yard, eating a quiet meal, although the days were dull, but the heart was sweet.

When I had dinner, Yan Jiayu looked at her aunt a little, and she was sent back to the room to watch TV.

“Someone bully Jiayu?”

The face of Yu Jingye almost changed in the next second when her sister said that she was exporting.

His face is not very good looking.

"It was the teacher of Jiayu who told me that I also met the other parents today, not very good."

"And because the student is young, even if we call the police, there is no penalty."

Quietly watching the expression of my brother, it is angry and distressed.

My daughter is being bullied at school. Which parent is not heartbroken, but they have no way.

The squat leaves clenched the fists and the teeth almost broke.

The second time, this is the second time.

His favorite relatives were bullied, but he was not angry, but he did not.

The impact of school violence on a person is not too big. However, as long as the other party is underage, it can easily escape the punishment.

Even their parents don’t think their children are wrong.

When my sister was a little bit worse, she would have to leave him a little bit. But the real murder is still impunity. This is a shame for Yu Jingye’s life.

Now, the same thing happened to her daughter.

"Transfer, let Jia Yu go to an ordinary school. This school is not so good on the surface. Jia Yu's academic performance is not so good. The money is only lost."

The thing that says that the transfer can be refunded is of course to deceive the prostitute. The most important thing now is Qi Jiayu, not the money that does not bring death.

Who makes it, they have no ability.

Can't afford it, can't they still afford it?

You Jing Jing has experienced too much, and he can see this kind of thing. But Jing Ye is really unable to convince himself to let go of the student who bullied his daughter.

If you are young, can you be careless?

In the evening, the hand fell on the husband's chest and whispered, "Can't sleep?"

祁静叶睁 opened his eyes, did not speak, behind his wife’s voice, “We thought wrong, and sent Jiayu to the best school, which also means that there are various wealthy and powerful children in the family. Something went wrong, and we have no way, just like quietly speaking, to the ordinary school, there are two sides that are also convenient to communicate."

"I am angry."

Yu Jingye turned and hugged his wife, and his voice was hoarse. "I was unable to protect her when I was in a quiet situation. Now Jia Yu is..."

"Isn't it also understood? Is it good that Jiayu doesn't have much to do, we just want to transfer, don't think about it, go to sleep soon, and continue to check the case tomorrow."

I remembered the case I had checked, and the eyebrows of Jing Jingye were tighter.

Recently, three children have been missing in the city, which is very heart-wrenching. They are also required to solve the case as soon as possible, which can solve the case and where the clues come from.

"Sleep, go to the south of the city tomorrow morning."

"I heard that there was a child over there, and I left behind the monitor. Let us go see it early."

祁 叶 脑 leaves the brain inside, messed up, thinking of my sister, daughter, wife, missing three children, closed their eyes and fell asleep.

In the next room, I was still asleep, but I still didn't fall asleep.

She looked at the names of the big companies recorded in the notebook and sighed.

In the end, there was a problem, and the results were clear and graduated smoothly. But why did the surrounding students find a job, and only she did not have the company willing to accept it.

On the other side, Wei Mingyan held the book and hurriedly passed the lottery station.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the words above.

Take the umbrella and go inside.

The boss smiled and greeted him. "Is that a set of numbers?"

People who buy lottery tickets come and go are just a few people, often holding a set of numbers, and buying them for a few years. Coincidentally, Wei Mingyan is also a member here.

The handsome man looks and smiles and nods.

He took the umbrella out of the lottery station, and the woman who was drinking coffee in the opposite cafe slammed his eyes. "Husband! It is him! Today he is playing me and Momo!"

The middle-aged man with big fat ears narrowed his eyes and looked at the side of the man who was walking away from the opposite side of the umbrella. He snorted. "Not a little teacher, I have already inquired with the principal and spent some money. Make sure he is beaten and don't know who did it."

He also looked at the lottery station where Wei Mingyan came out. He snorted and dismissed. "I still want to buy lottery tickets, whimsical!"

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