Her son was out of control, so the woman came to the school to cause trouble for her, even wanting to get physical.
The result was that before the woman's bear-like palm could land on her face, she delivered a powerful kick to her stomach.
The woman's belly was a trembling slab of fat, nearly making her twist her ankle. Enraged, she berated the woman in front of many teachers and students.
"Look how tired this kick made me. The lower cuts of fat on your belly are really good quality, almost launching me into outer space. Hehe, from now on, astronauts won't need rockets to go to space, they can just step on your belly, ha."
Her barrage of insults and mockery infuriated the woman, making her fly into a rage. She immediately called for an ambulance.
It was said that she stayed in the ICU for several days. The police officers, despite their busy schedules, visited the school. With the testimonies of teachers and students, and the surveillance footage recreating the scene,
The police officers also believed she had done nothing seriously wrong, only that she had strong physical capabilities and even more exemplary verbal skills.
She also had to write a thousand-character self-criticism and read it aloud in front of all the teachers and students.
She had initially refused, but the teacher earnestly persuaded her, "Even if it's out of humanitarian spirit, think of it as saving a life."
"Save her? That would be blasphemy to humanity. Eradicating her would be more like it. If teachers knew, getting rid of evil is also promoting good."
Her eloquent discourse caused the teacher's blood pressure to soar instantly. To prevent the teacher from joining the woman in the ICU, she reluctantly submitted.
When her father found out about his daughter's grievances, he rushed over overnight and gave the woman's husband a harsh lesson.
It was then she realized her father not only researched seeds but also human nature, and understood it so thoroughly.
As he left, her father loudly declared his possessiveness in front of the entire family of three: "If my daughter does something wrong, you can tell me, and I'll educate her myself. But you cannot. Especially if you intend to hit my daughter. You should be thankful I wasn't present at the time, or I would have broken your wrist. Moreover, my daughter was not wrong in this matter at all; she was merely acting in self-defense."
The woman shivered in the cold wind, while her father's retreating figure remained tall and imposing.
"Sister Fu."
"Ah."
Qi He's voice snapped her out of her reverie.
"Sister Fu, how do you use this firearm?"
"I'll teach you, it's very simple."
After teaching Qi He how to use the firearm, Fu XinCi carefully cautioned him, "Don't use firearms unless absolutely necessary. This thing attracts too much attention."
"Sister Fu, I understand. Don't worry. I have a spear and a crossbow. I won't use this firearm unless it's a matter of life and death."
"Good. I trust Brother Qi."
As they were talking, they heard Meng Yutang's voice from the courtyard.
"Second Uncle Ancestor, why can't I go to the capital? Uncle Qishan and Uncle Qitian can go."
"Not many people recognize them, but it's different for you." Grandpa Meng looked at the handsome young man before him with a sigh of emotion and said, "You know the situation of our direct lineage, you don't need me to tell you. Your brother's leg is already..."
The old man really didn't want to say those two words, but some things had to be said.
"If you were to return to the capital with them, and those people recognized you, they would know who you are without asking for details."
The old man sighed again, "There are too few people who won't hold grudges against you. Don't resent them either. You reap what you sow."
Thinking of Meng Qinghong's reputation and his actions towards himself, Grandpa Meng's face darkened again.
Seeing that his second uncle ancestor was angry, Meng Yutang dared not utter another word. He mumbled, not even daring to look at his second uncle ancestor's face, and just dug at the ground with his toes.
If the ground he stood on wasn't paved with blue bricks, he might have dug out a courtyard.
Grandpa Meng didn't want to trouble a child, so he said helplessly, "Go back. Remember, for the rest of your life, don't think about leaving this place."
"Yes, thank you, Second Uncle Ancestor. Your grandson has learned his lesson."
"Remember, neither you nor Bao'er should leave here, unless you change your names."
After speaking, Grandpa Meng still shook his head, "Alas, your face resembles a Meng family member too much. Even if you go incognito, you'll be recognized, so it's best to stay here honestly."
"Mm."
"Yuanshan is a good person, otherwise, you would have suffered a lot."
"Your grandson remembers the kindness of Second Uncle Ancestor and everyone here."
"Knowing gratitude, that alone makes you better than that person." After speaking, the old man waved his hand, dismissing Meng Yutang.
"Grandfather."
"Grandpa Meng."
"It's alright, I sent him away. The capital is no different from a dragon's den and a tiger's lair for him. If he went, he wouldn't return alive. And he's just a child, he doesn't understand the situation clearly."
Fu XinCi felt that her grandfather's words were very apt. Sometimes, lying low was also a way of life, and an attitude.
Alas, she suddenly thought of a type of food: naan bread.
This is good stuff, it can last for several more days. As soon as she thought of it, Fu XinCi headed to the kitchen.
"Sister Fu?"
"I thought of a type of naan bread. I'll make more for you to take on your journey."
"Hey, I'll help too." Qi He felt reluctant at the thought of being separated from Sister Fu for a long time.
Seeing her going to make naan bread for him, he followed without hesitation, using the excuse of helping.
Grandpa Meng watched the backs of the two children, talking and laughing, and his mood gradually improved.
"XinCi."
"Young lady."
Tian Shi and Grandma Han greeted Fu XinCi with smiles when they saw her.
"Auntie Cheng, Grandma Han, do you have any good white flour at home?"
"Yes. Tell me what food you want to make, XinCi, and Auntie will help you."
"Thank you, Auntie Cheng." Fu XinCi's cooking skills were no match for Fang Shi's, and even slightly inferior to Auntie Cheng's.
Now that Auntie Cheng had offered to help, she eagerly accepted. She explained how to make naan bread.
When the first naan bread was made, Fu XinCi shared it with everyone to taste.
Qi He was the first to say it was delicious, for a simple reason: "This is pure white flour, how could it not be delicious?"
Grandma Han and Auntie Cheng actually agreed. Fu XinCi never expected that the phrase "pure white flour" would encapsulate all the deliciousness.
Afterward, everyone in Qi He's small banner, except Meng Yutang, visited their home, all asking the same question: what things did they need to bring for the trip to the capital?
Looking at the hidden excitement and smiles on their faces, Qi He's answer was consistent.
He told them to bring good weapons and two sets of spare clothes. Other than that, they could bring whatever they pleased.
Of course, they would be riding horses this time.
Upon hearing that they each had a horse, the youths immediately became excited and ran home shouting.