Chapter 339: I don’t respect the old nor love the young
Han Qian did not go out, the principal could only call Little Bei Bei’s teacher to the office, the result was exactly the same as Han Qian guessed, it was someone who said that Little Bei Bei didn’t have a father, and Yang Lan hadn’t been coming to the school there was also someone who said that she didn’t have a mother.
All the children are snuggled in the arms of their parents, she is the only one who is all alone, small children’s hearts are fragile, will certainly cry.
Han Qian closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“Your school is educating children, what is the situation of Yang Beibei’s family you are also clear, why don’t you round up a lie for the child? Why don’t you say that you’ll let someone come and pick up the child? Such a big person, or do education, do not you know how to protect a child’s heart? Paying you more than two thousand dollars a month, letting my baby bump come here to be bullied?”
The principal and teacher were dumbfounded by the dislike, more than that, they didn’t dare to retort, they didn’t expect Yang Beibei to have such an uncle, they used to look at Yang Lan soft and weak, and the district kindergarten wasn’t something that you could enter just by signing up.
In the end, it is still a sentence, bullying Yang Lan does not have a husband, bullying little Bei Bei does not have a father.
Han Qian took out the cigarettes when the principal and the teacher did not go to stop, just when Han Qian was ready to light the cigarette, the door came from the small Beibei’s scream, Han Qian hostility instantly rushed to the top of the head, get up to open the door to get out of the principal’s office with less than three seconds, out the door to see the small Beibei sitting on the ground in the cloak suit, in front of her stood a few little boy number, one’s dress is not cheap, which one of the six or seven-year-old A little boy of about six or seven years old looked at Little Bei Bei in a condescending manner.
Behind the little children stood a few adults, gathered together and were chatting, full of smiles, seemingly not seeing what their children were doing, Han Qian squatted down to help up Little Bei Bei, softly saying.
“It’s okay, uncle is here, who bullied you, and uncle said.”
This time little Bei Bei didn’t cry, rubbing her eyes and pointing at the six or seven year old, all dressed up in hip-hop, Han Qian nodded and kissed little Bei Bei’s forehead, then handed little Bei Bei over to the principal who had followed her out, saying in a cold voice.
“No need to cover Bei Bei’s eyes, let her watch.”
When Han Qian uttered these words, the parent of the hip-hop little boy also came over, a young woman around thirty, behind her stood a man in a suit, both husband and wife wore glasses, a well-mannered look, both should have good jobs.
Han Qian pointed at the boy and said softly.
“You pushed Yang Beibei?”
The little boy nodded proudly with his head held high.
“That’s me! Her father is a prisoner! She’s the child of a prisoner! Serves her right.”
Han Qian nodded, looked up at the woman standing next to the child, and laughed lightly.
“Your son?”
The young woman also knew that her child had said the wrong thing and reached out her hand to hold the child in her arms, speaking softly to Han Qian.
“The child is small and doesn’t know any better.”
Han Qian nodded again and looked at the boy who was sticking his tongue out at him, Han Qian smiled.
“My mom says I’m small too, I’m not a director either.”
The words fell Han Qian suddenly hands, a slap fell on the face of the boy who spat out his tongue to anger people, the corridor was instantly quiet, Han Qian cold eyes swept through the corridor of children and parents, cold voice.
“You can walk out and try, you can also call the police now, who else has bullied Yang Beibei.”
Speaking back hit the child just want to get up to cry, cover the face and sit on the ground to happen to cry, the young woman to see their own children were beaten, open teeth and claws towards Han Qian rushed over, Han Qian waved his hand is a slap.
The woman was struck dumb, Han Qian ignored her, and hooked his hand at the man standing in the distance frowning.
“You come? None of you can leave today, I want to know who said the child’s father is a criminal, you don’t say the child won’t know, a parent’s every word and action affects the child, oh! That’s not true. Some kids are born bad. Where’s the goodness in people’s nature? What? Wife and child are beaten, still not come over?”
The man with the eyes pushed the frame and frowned.
“Han Qian?”
“Aigoo, recognize me? That’s even better, lie down yourself or I’ll let you? Don’t talk to me about saving face in front of the child, the damage my baby Bei Bei’s mind has suffered can be appeased by you, forget about it today, if it can’t be appeased, it’s not over.”
As the words fell, Han Qian realized that there were many parents here who had heard of his name, so this matter would be better.
The child’s father didn’t make any moves, glancing down at his crying son on the ground and frowning.
“I have a good relationship with Glory’s High Crawl.”
Han Qian bristled.
“Not enough, do you believe I can have him come over and whip you right now?”
The child’s father took a deep breath with his eyes closed and said again.
“I used to work under Sister Jin He as a clerk.”
Han Qian frowned and nodded, then took out his cell phone to call his mother-in-law, and after the call was answered, Han Qian looked at the child’s father.
“Name?”
“Xi Lei.”
“Mom, was there a guy named Xi Lei under you before? This guy messed with me, I slapped his son and daughter-in-law one person, well… I have a latecomer, listen to the eloquent little girl, see the warmth are shouting little aunt, can not beat ah? Prison civilians? Oh, oh, then let me Guan Jun Biao over okay?”
“No way! Xiao Qian, be honest with me, his son made a mistake? Let him beat his son, beat him until you are satisfied, have time to bring this little girl over to let me rare, you quickly and warm to have a child, I’m anxious!”
“Got it.”
Li Jinhe’s voice was loud, Han Qian hung up the phone and nudged at Xi Lei.
“Start?”
The words fell out of his mouth as he turned around and pulled Little Bei Bei to stand beside him, whispering.
“Watch! Whoever dares to bully you in the future, you come and tell uncle, remember! You don’t have a father, you only have mom and sister-in-law and uncle, there’s no difference between having and not having that father thing, what you want, uncle will give it to you!”
Xi Lei pressed his son to the ground with a slap landing on his buttocks, as he was beating his son, the tears of the almost forty year old kept falling down, Han Qian looked disturbed and said in a cold voice.
“Don’t pretend with me here, the child is not small, and is not suitable for kindergarten, where to send where to send it, and a few others? Must I have a good talk with your leaders? My name is Han Qian! Han of Korea, modest of modest, now working as a white collar in the comprehensive department of Glory Group, those who want to take revenge can come to me anytime, but let me know that if you dare to make a move on my precious Bei Bei…”
Han Qian raised his hand and made a gun motion with his hand, aiming at Xi Lei’s head, Han Qian smiled.
“Bang!”
The words fall as he picks up Bei Bei and stares at the little girl’s head, dotingly opening his mouth.
“Let’s go, take you to eat a family bucket, then tell uncle about all the people who have bullied you, and clean them up after you’ve had your fill.”
Words fell turned to look at the head gardener and laughed.
“I’ve never been a good person, all I can’t teach any good children, all I know is to let my children not be bullied outside, don’t preach to me, I think this kind of thing today shouldn’t be the first time it’s happened, you guys should be glad that you met me instead of that Feng Lun guy.”
Han Qian left, holding little Bei Bei downstairs, went out and got in the car, put the seat belt on Bei Bei and sped away, inside the kindergarten building, Xi Lei hugged his child and cried into tears, pointing at his petite wife who was many years younger, and roared angrily.
“In the future, if you dare to chew your tongue in front of your son, I’ll…still not get lost and go do the transfer formalities!”
The impotent roar? It was that he simply didn’t dare to fight back.