Seinfeld and Zhang Hua looked at Cheng Jinhu and the three of them who left in seconds, looking at each other, what's going on?
Just now I was about to do it, why did I suddenly start it?
An Zishan turned around, his face was extremely ugly, he glared at Zhang Jialin, and said slowly: "I know, Cheng Jinhu and these people must have bullied you many times, you didn't dare to resist, you may have resisted, and you were beaten."
I understand you, but I don't support you the way you are. ”"Bowing down to them will only encourage their evil deeds again and again.Resist, even if it hurts and hurts very much, you have to resist, do your best, and do everything you can to make the other party feel the pain and feel afraid, so that they will not bully you again and again. ”"The horizontal is afraid of being stunned, the stunned is afraid of dying, and people are bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.You are late in development, short and thin, which may be the reason why you dare not resist, but then I want to tell you that if you dare not resist yourself, no one can help you. ”"When I go back to school next week, I will report this incident to the school leaders and teachers to protect you from being bullied by these gangsters, and please be brave and brave enough to resist such evil deeds, not only yourself, but also help your classmates who are bullied to resist."
After speaking, An Zishan didn't look at Zhang Jialin's expression, let alone wait for him to speak, turned his head and returned to the shed and sat on the mazazi.Song Fei and Zhang Hua on the side did not speak from beginning to end, the two kept exchanging glances, and their anxious and worried looks were mixed.They could see that something was wrong with An Zishan, but they didn't know what to say.Seeing him sit back on Mazhazi, the two glanced at each other, and Zhang Jialin, who didn't bother standing still, returned to An Zishan and sat down.Seinfeld still had some dust on his fat face, which he would have thrown An Zishan on when he was fighting.A crying and laughing expression was squeezed out between the fat meats, and he whispered: "Zishan, I don't blame you for this, don't take it to heart."
We've done our best, haven't we, at least we're not ignoring the bystanders, have we?
”Zhang Hua also said with a sense of relief: "Zishan, we are just students, some things can't be managed so much, the road is uneven, and there is no way to help what you can't see." ”An Zishan knows that the two of them are kind, and they also have a sense of justice, but they can't understand what they think of, if there is no way to listen to the cry in front of them, stop it, how can they hear the cry in the distance.In the previous life, when he was in junior high school, An Zishan also witnessed the bullying incident that also happened in Shanyang Junior High School, which happened in front of him, but he didn't have any courage to stop it.Bullying ruins not only a person's life, whether it is a person who is bullied or a person who is bullied, it will grow with a distorted personality.An Zishan retracted his thoughts, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said softly: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."
On Monday, we went to the teachers and school leaders together and told them about it. ”"Good"."
Okay, no problem."
Zhang Jialin stood in place expressionlessly for a long, long time, seeing An Zishan and the three of them repair the bicycle and leave together, he moved his somewhat stiff body and slowly walked towards the bicycle he had repaired a long time ago.The words that An Zishan said set off a storm in his heart, and no one had ever told him such words.He has been bullied and blackmailed by Cheng Jinhu and the three many times, as An Zishan said, he didn't resist at first, but his nose and face were swollen after being beaten.Since then, he has been afraid, he is afraid of pain, he is afraid of being embarrassed, and he is afraid of being ridiculed by other classmates.So, every time they blackmailed themselves, he would give them the money very happily.Just to not be bullied, beaten, just to not be embarrassed and ridiculed in front of your classmates.So many times no one has ever stood up to speak for themselves or help themselves, and everyone either hides or stands aside to watch the excitement, with great ridicule.I once had the luxury of hoping that in those moments of hard work, someone would stand up and help me, even if it was to say a fair word.However, it didn't.So, after one time and again, I was not only used to being bullied and blackmailed, but also used to watching what happened to others coldly.This campus is indifferent to itself, and it is indifferent to itself.Today, he is just habitually afraid and afraid, and he is also habitually stepping forward and habitually paying for it.Something that I never had an extravagant expectation of, it really happened, these three people know each other, they are students in the fourth year of junior high school, especially excellent seniors, and the school's man of the hour.I didn't expect such a person to help me, not only helped me scold Cheng Jinhu and them, drove them away, but also said so many heartwarming words to myself, my academic performance was not good, and the teachers rarely cared about me and talked to me.The three of them are like clouds to themselves, but they are willing to walk down from the clouds and stand with themselves, help themselves, and comfort themselves.At that moment, a flame suddenly ignited in the depths of Zhang Jialin's heart, driving away the icy chill that permeated everywhere.It wasn't until he arrived at the door of the house that An Zishan eased up, temporarily put what happened on the road in his heart, and a smile bloomed on his face.Zhang Guiyun was in the kitchen with food, An Zishan walked in with a basket and schoolbag, and said with a smile: "Mother, I'm back." ”In fact, when the bicycle entered the door, Zhang Guiyun heard the voice, and glanced at An Zishan who came back, and when he heard An Zishan speak, he didn't look up, still lowered his head and wrapped the buns, and said with a smile: "Eat buns tonight, Grandpa Xi's family killed a sheep and gave more than a pound of mutton." ”"I'll wrap you in mutton buns to eat."
In a word, An Zishan's saliva almost flowed out, the mutton buns wrapped by his mother were so delicious, and he was one of his favorite pasta dishes in his previous life.It is made of water and good noodles, pure mutton with a little bit of cabbage stirred into the filling, the dough is rolled out to a thin and firm shape, put on the filling and wrap it into a shape similar to a triangle, take a bite of the soup and flow horizontally, the taste is beautiful.Secretly tasted it, swallowed twice, and said happily, "Mother, hasn't my brother come back yet?"
”"Nope.""
Oh, that mother, did you tell my dad about that two days ago?
He doesn't know, does he?
Did you send the money for compensation?
”Zhang Guiyun knew what An Zishan was talking about, and wrote lightly: "Your father doesn't know, didn't you tell me not to tell him?"
The money was sent that afternoon, well, it was sent by the two leaders who were at the scene that morning. ”"Oh, let me tell you, those two people are polite, no, no.I was a peasant woman who nodded and let them come in without saliva, said a lot of nice things, and left. ”An Zishan smiled reassuringly, although he knew that nothing would go wrong, but it would always be more reassuring to ask.That night, the family ate with a mouth full of oil, and a room full of mutton smell.It's also strange to say, when he eats, An Zishan can't smell any mutton smell, and he eats more happily than anyone else, and after eating, he smells the smell of mutton that smokes his dizziness.The family sat on the kang in the main house and chatted and watched the news broadcast.At this time, An Jiaye spoke, he suddenly thought of something, and said softly: "I watched the news with my mother last night, and I heard the news that the first middle school and the second middle school will be expanded, and then the four high schools in the countryside will be withdrawn and merged into the first middle school and the second middle school." ”"Boss, is there any news in your school?"
An Ziliang sat cross-legged on the head of the kang, as if he was meditating, because the kang was hot under his buttocks, he was a little drowsy because he had just finished cooking, and said lazily: "It has been spread a long time ago, I heard that the expansion project of No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School was done by Longhu."
Let me tell you that this Longhu is awesome, and I heard those students with backgrounds in the class say that Longhu is from Chongqing, and it is the boss of business. ”"That project is tens of millions, and I took it without blinking, it's really awesome."
An Jiaye nodded and said with emotion: "There is also news from the Highway Bureau, the contract signed between Longhu and the county party committee yesterday, the signing ceremony was very large, and our director also went."
Yes, last night's news broadcast also came. ”An Zishan smiled faintly on the side, and a picture couldn't help but appear in his mind, if his father saw Wu Yuchuan bowing his eyebrows in front of him, he would probably drop his jaw in shock.