Kui Yiyuan's parents walked outside a middle school and saw a teacher inside who was slapping a child in the face.
"Stop it!"
Kui Yiyuan's father was going to stop him, but his mother forcibly pulled him back.
"What do you care about these things, baby, the teacher is educating, we are big bosses, we can do nothing but kill pigs, what do you know about education?"
"I watch TV. It's my daughter's friend, Sunny. She said in the legal program that this is illegal, and if it is serious, it can be regarded as a crime of abuse."
"The crime of abuse is the treatment of family members. For example, this little kid has no ability to protect. If he is beaten, he will be beaten. Can he still resist? Then he has to cut it fiercely. Whoever was not naughty when he was young, a strict teacher will produce a high-level apprentice. Could it be that our daughter was sent to a temple when she was young, and practiced with that abbot, so she never got spanked?"
"That's different. It's the face. The child will leave a shadow in the future. Besides, it's impossible for our daughter to be beaten by anyone. Look at her unreasonable appearance. It's good if she doesn't hit others."
"Crack! Obedient or not? Other children are in class, why are you playful? Do you dare to do it next time?"
"Stop it! Whoever gave you the right, you will make him unable to be a human being in the future."
Kui Yiyuan's father climbed over the wall and grabbed the teacher's arm.
"Touch him again, try."
The teacher involved was startled, and hurriedly apologized to Kui Yiyuan's father in front of him.
"I'm not beating him, it's because his mind is not clear, and he offered me to massage the acupuncture points for him. I may be too strong. After all, I am not a professional. I have already told him, but he insisted. If I continue to help him relieve it, there is no way. It is not easy to be a teacher now. There are so many students in a class, not only mentally, but also physically. If you think about it, one or two children in your family can sometimes collapse when guiding homework. Teacher."
"Do you know what you are doing instructing yourself? As a role model, you deserve to be a teacher?"
"I'm really sorry, this parent. Although I'm particularly wronged, I won't argue with you anymore. I will pay attention to it. I hope you don't tell our principal about it. Since we are the Middle School Affiliated to Defan University, we pay special attention to it." The cultivation of Xuemiao, but this child, he is an orphan, he was admitted to us from Hope Primary School, and we still have high hopes for him, and he will definitely be admitted to Defan University if he studies hard."
While explaining, the teacher observed Kui Yiyuan's father, he couldn't be the boy's parent.
"Who said he was an orphan? I am his parent."
"No, even if I don't know which student's parent you are, you should know me if you rush in. I have always been a backbone teacher, and 90% of the students I brought were admitted to key high schools, and this A classmate named Rongrong, his situation is very special, it¡¯s fine if he doesn¡¯t study, and he also disturbs other students to do their homework.¡±
Kui Yiyuan's father frowned and looked Rongrong up and down.
"The teacher is telling the truth? Brat, I teach you so much money for nothing, do you dare not study hard?"
Kui Yiyuan's mother walked in and reprimanded Rong Rong.
"Look, that parent is still reasonable. As a teacher, how could I lie to others?"
"Father, let's go, you look at this kid bored, maybe he is naughty in class."