Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Logically speaking, when someone said that to Jiang Yan, Shu Wan should say, "He's joking, don't take it seriously" or "He's joking."

But she just gave Aunt Ma Zheng a flat look and still said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Ma Jiandong wanted to say something to calm him down, but he glanced at the hands-free cell phone in Ma Zheng's hand and closed his open mouth in time. He lowered his head angrily and pretended to clean up the messy toys thrown away in Ma Zheng's bedroom.

And Ma Zheng quickly ran forward and hugged the computer in his arms, staying away from the little fat man and his mother, his eyes alert.

Although the little fat man still thought that Ma Zheng's brother would beat him, he looked at the exquisite laptop with regret.

He turned around and tugged on his fucking arm, "Mom..."

"Okay, isn't it just a computer? Ask your dad to buy it for you later. It's really a good thing."

"Can I buy it? I've never seen anything like this. Ma Zheng said his brother assembled it himself."

"... Do you believe whatever he says? Do you also believe when he brags? Come on, mom will take you to a computer store now."

Shu Wan didn't say a word until Uncle Ma Zheng and his family of three went out and drove away.

Brother Ma Jiandong didn't say anything, and he didn't agree with his son taking Ma Zheng's computer home at first, but he couldn't control his wife, so in the end he just ignored it.

As they were making trouble in Ma Zheng's bedroom, he was watching TV in the living room like no one else.

Watching his eldest brother's car drive out of the community, Ma Jiandong turned to look at Shu Wan, "Xiao Wan..."

"What do you want to say?"

Only the two of them went downstairs. Ma Zheng was still talking to his brother on the phone in his bedroom upstairs, so Shu Wan didn't worry about what he said now. "Ma Xu is still young. He is not sensible and has to be taught by his parents. In our case, Can the family be more tolerant? Or are they here to visit Ma Zheng, so it’s not a good idea for us to do this?"

"Ma Jiandong, first of all, Ma Xu is two years older than Ma Zheng. This is not the first time that he has bullied Ma Zheng. Have you seen your brother and sister-in-law educate him? Every time your sister-in-law says that the children should solve their own problems, bullshit ! If Ma Zheng is two years older than his son, taller and stronger than him, then I agree with her and let the child resolve his own matters."

"Secondly, they came to visit Ma Zheng and took away Ma Zheng's computer before leaving. Is this called a visit? There is also a red envelope given by your sister-in-law. I bet it will never exceed two hundred yuan, but this morning's meal You should know how much we spent on the meal, right? It’s nearly 400 yuan. I bought the best beef from the vegetable market. Your sister-in-law was picky and said that her son usually doesn’t eat this kind of beef... Haha, His family is quite rich, driving a BMW and carrying a bag worth several thousand dollars, but does it have anything to do with our family? Have we ever seen them take advantage of them? Or have we gotten something from them? What’s the benefit?”

"No? If not, why should I keep putting up with her?"

Ma Jiandong was speechless and couldn't even find an excuse for his brother. After all, fear of his wife is just an excuse. In the final analysis, he still doesn't want to.

On the other side, Jiang Yan hung up the phone. He would never have imagined that his "teaching" to Ma Zheng today would lead to his successive "feats" in the future.

The first one was that the boy sitting behind him liked to use a pen to scribble on his clothes. After that, he poked his back with the pen. His skin was broken several times. He refused to listen even after being told many times. The teacher also warned him. , even Shu Wan had communicated with his parents, but Mao had no use for it.

Ma Zheng brought a bottle of ink to school that day. When the boy used a pen to draw on his clothes again and poked him, he unscrewed the cap of the ink bottle, turned around and splashed the child's face with thick, dark ink. The child's face was blurred and flowed down his neck to his collar. The child was stunned on the spot. That wasn't enough, he stole a compass from his father and stabbed the child in the arms and body, causing the child to jump on the spot.

If you want to beat him, just beat him once or you won't win. He succeeded!

The next day the teacher changed their positions.

The second thing is that he is an English class representative. Every morning when collecting homework, there are always a few who haven't done it yet and refuse to hand it in. Among them, there is a boy who not only refuses to hand in his own homework, but also snatches his homework and copies the answers. But he copied very slowly, and Ma Zheng was scolded by the teacher every time because of him. But if he wasn't copied, he would try his best to tear out a page of Ma Zheng's exercises or notebooks. The teacher said it didn't work either.

That morning the boy wanted Ma Zheng's exercise book again, but Ma Zheng refused to give it to him. He went to Ma Zheng's seat, picked up the math paper on Ma Zheng's desk and started to tear it up.

Ma Zheng didn't stop or compromise like he did in the past. Instead, he walked straight to the other party's seat, took out his Chinese, Mathematics, and English exercise book, and tore it up one by one with sharp and swift movements.

Isn't it easy to ask for help? He took the scrap newspaper and tore it up for half an hour last night.

This was completely different from the boy who just wanted to scare him and only tore out one page at a time.

The boy was dumbfounded when he saw Ma Zheng tearing up all his exercise books like crazy. He put down Ma Zheng's exercise book and didn't dare to move.

......

Shu Wan was a little numb after being invited to school twice by the teacher in one week.

On the way home with Ma Zheng, she tried to break his idea of ​​using violence to fight violence.

"Xiao Zheng, mother told you before..."

"If you have a conflict, you should first reason with the other party. If you can't make sense, then tell the teacher. If the teacher says it, it will be useless, and then ask you to find the other party's parents. But mom, do you think these three methods are useful?"

Ma Zheng put his hands behind his head and sighed like a little adult, "Oh, actually you yourself know that it is useless for some classmates, right? Or is my brother right? Sometimes it's just a fool's errand. It’s a waste of time, it’s better to take action once and for all.”

"Ma Zheng, don't say bad words."

"I know, I know." The answer was rather perfunctory.

Shu Wan was so worried that she seemed to have returned to Jiang Yan's elementary school days, being invited by the teacher several times a week.

However, Ma Zheng looked puzzled, "Mom, why are you worried? I have always been obedient in school, with good grades, and I would not take the initiative to trouble my classmates. These two times, I was forced to fight back. Do you want me to be a coward who doesn't fight back when being bullied?"

Shu Wan: "..."

"Who said you are a coward?"

"If you don't know how to fight back after being bullied repeatedly, what's the difference between this and being a coward?"

Shu Wan had nothing to say, and finally said simply, "Okay, if you want to listen to your brother, just listen to it, but mother must make it clear to you in advance. Don't do anything for no reason, let alone make trouble for others. Like you When I was a kid..."

When Ma Zheng heard this, his eyes immediately widened, he looked at Shu Wan with interest, and asked, "What happened to my brother when he was a child?"

Your brother was a little bully when he was a child. No one dared to mess with him, no matter in kindergarten or elementary school!

But Jiang Yan has been tall and tall since he was a child, and his peers are no match for him. In this regard, the skinny Ma Zheng cannot compare with him.