“People can tell right from wrong. You insulted my son and his father like this. I won’t forgive you easily. About the fight, I have some questions for the boy. Bring him to me,” Wen Shuyue said with composure.
In the meantime, Xiaoming and his mother reached the school. Apparently, they had been to the hospital.
Wen Shuyue went downstairs with Wen Baobao and the teacher. After a close look at Xiaoming’s injury, Wen Shuyue found it impossible that the fight caused such luxation.
“Tut, how could you do this just to wrong Baobao? Kids get hurt easily in a fight. Plus, he was the one who irritated Baobao first, so he was the one who started all this,” Wen Shuyue sneered.
Annoyed by her words, Xiaoming’s mother pointed at her and shouted, “Your son hit my son. How dare you give me a lesson! Like father like son. You guys just prove that saying. Like his father, your son will be in jail someday. Our society can’t tolerate people like you.”
A crowd of parents gathered around because of their quarrel.
Knowing that Wen Baobao had a prisoner father, those parents took Xiaoming’s mother’s side and no one defended for Wen Shuyue.
“Mommy, let’s just leave here. They’re inverting justice.” Wen Baobao saw through those people and pulled his mother out of this place in case his mother got hurt.
Wen Shuyue was moved in heart and grateful for having such a thoughtful son, but she also felt guilty that her son grew to be so considerate and sensitive. She squatted down and caressed Baobao’s face when she sobbed emotionally.
“Baobao, don’t worry. They can’t bully me. I’ll seek justice for you.”
The one who made mistakes deserved punishment. It was wrong of Wen Baobao to have hit the boy first. But there were more bruises on Wen Baobao’s hands and face than Xiaoming’s, which proved that people partially helped Xiaoming by dragging Wen Baobao away.
Wen Shuyue forced herself to calm down before she called for justice, “I got some questions. Why did you hit Baobao? He didn’t make any mistakes, but why did you denounce him in the office? Even if my son’s father is a prisoner, does it has anything to do with my son? As a teacher, what you should do is impart knowledge and educate your students instead of inciting them to fight. Is this what a teacher should do?”
“I…” The teacher was rendered speechless. Gawking at people, she couldn’t speak out the explanation she had prepared.
People around regained their composure as they listened to Wen Shuyue silently. Some of them who apparently found her words reasonable nodded to show their agreement.
“It’s inevitable that kids have a quarrel. Teachers should talk some sense into them when this happens. But you didn’t do that and even egged the kids on to have a fight. You keep saying that my husband is a prisoner. Did you see him in prison personally? Or did you send him to prison personally? Why do you know this better than I do?” Wen Shuyue continued.
Her words sounded reasonable. Those parents just wanted to see them making a big scene, but they also agreed that the teacher was way out of line.
With better education, those parents usually had a better sense of rationality. They denounced the teacher in whisper after listening to Wen Shuyue’s words.
The teacher with a blush said nothing, so did Xiaoming’s mother.
“Mommy, I met Xiaoming’s father when he had a meal with our teacher,” Wen Baobao whispered to Wen Shuyue’s ear.
Xiaoming’s mother heard it clearly though he spoke in a low voice.
“What? You seduced my husband and had a meal with him? I thought you were a good teacher. It’s unbelievable that you did such a thing! How shameless you are!” Xiaoming’s mother who obviously had a short fuse rebuked the teacher, upon hearing Wen Baobao’s words.
Parents were apt to trust kids and kids couldn’t lie about such a thing. So Xiaoming’s mother chose to believe Wen Baobao without thinking.
The teacher was startled. When she came to her senses, she explained, “Madam, don’t trust him. It’s nonsense. I never seduced your husband. I…”
“How dare you deny it! My husband has frequently asked to pick up Xiaoming these days, but he never did that before. I’m sure it’s because of you!” Xiaoming’s mother got madder.
Wen Baobao indeed made the story up. When he heard what Xiaoming’s mother said, he knew his suspicion was right. After all, the teacher looked exactly like a coquette.
The mother and the teacher kept on quarreling. People around started to hate the teacher and found her hypocritical. They thought she didn’t deserve to be a teacher.
This event had a great influence. Many people took Wen Shuyue’s side. Even if Wen Baobao’s father was really a prisoner, the teacher shouldn’t discriminate against Baobao. Moreover, the teacher didn’t even know who Baobao’s father was. What she said had traumatized Baobao greatly.
The teacher couldn’t stand the pressure anymore, so she pulled Wen Shuyue to a corner and tried to persuade Wen Shuyue to forgive her.
“Miss Wen, I’m sorry I said those things before I made things clear. I don’t want to ruin the school’s reputation because of me. So for the sake of the school, could you forgive me and let it go?” the teacher said humbly without being domineering as she had been just now.
Wen Shuyue sneered, “If those parents don’t take my side, you won’t acknowledge your mistakes. You’ve ruined both my reputation and Baobao’s reputation. Do you think I’ll spare you that easily?”
“What do you want then?” the teacher got mad again. With her arms folded in front of her chest, she obviously didn’t think she did anything wrong.
Wen Shuyue was angry enough. All she wanted was to hold justice for Wen Baobao and she didn’t want to make it a big deal. Upon seeing the teacher’s attitude, Wen Shuyue lost her temper completely.
“Well, let’s just meet at the court then. My lawyer will talk to you later,” Wen Shuyue said coldly before she left with Wen Baobao.
The teacher tried every possible way to beg for mercy, but Wen Shuyue remained resolute and was determined not to spare the teacher easily.
