She pushed her wheelchair to the auto repair department. Fortunately, there was such a shop in the town, otherwise it would have been very difficult for her.
"Hey, some naughty bag got pricked by it." The guy who repaired the car couldn't help laughing when he looked at the tire.
Zhang Xueqing smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
"Wait a minute, it will take about an hour." After explaining, he continued to work and ignored her.
Zhang Xueqing looked around and realized that this place was a bit out of the way. It would be boring to wait here for more than an hour, so she thought about going to the supermarket opposite to buy some daily necessities.
As soon as she crossed the road, the sound of a group of children laughing caught her attention.
"Hahaha, look at how cowardly he is, doesn't he like to fight against injustice?"
"That's right, wasn't it quite fierce in the classroom just now? You were screaming."
Then came the sounds of various collisions.
This familiar scene must have caused him to encounter domestic violence again.
In class? No, it's not domestic violence.
After two quick steps, at the other end of the supermarket, in a very hidden corner, several half-year-old children surrounded a boy in the middle, punching and kicking him.
"stop."
Before she had time to think about it, Zhang Xueqing stopped her loudly.
"You kids, who are you in which class? If you don't go to school and come here to fight, be careful I come to your parents."
The leading boys looked at her, but Zhang Xueqing ignored her. When she caught a glimpse of the beaten child on the ground, her heart skipped a beat. Isn't the beaten child squatting on the ground Xinxin's brother?
That look was exactly the same as the look he looked at her that day, even with murderous intent.
"Where are you from, old aunt? Don't meddle in your own business."
The other children ignored her and continued what they were doing.
"Hello 110? I want to report..."
Before the words were spoken, I felt a strong wind blowing around me, and my hand was suddenly empty, followed by a bang.
"I told you to mind your own business and let's go."
The boy in the lead gave an order, and the people over there stopped and walked towards her direction in small groups.
When a boy passed by her, he deliberately turned her around with his arm. Zhang Xueqing didn't pay attention and threw her to the ground.
"Ouch, I'm sorry, old aunt, it's just a fall, so I won't call the police."
"Hahaha……"
The laughter gradually faded away, and Zhang Xueqing fell to the ground. Her knees were weak and she couldn't get up.
"If you don't have the ability, just mind your own business."
Meng Zihang's voice was cold, with a hint of teasing, and he walked towards her step by step.
"Aren't you doing the same thing, helping others... and getting yourself into a trap?" Zhang Xueqing replied, not to be outdone.
The boy said nothing, but stretched out his hand as he approached her.
Zhang Xueqing was not polite and pulled her away. With the help of her strength, she stood up with great effort.
"Thanks."
Then he limped toward the opposite side.
"Hello,"
Zhang Xueqing stood still and turned around.
"How do you go back?"
Zhang Xueqing raised her hand and pointed at the wheelchair placed in front of the repair department opposite.
"Well, can you not tell my father what happened today?"
Turning around to face the boy, Zhang Xueqing asked in confusion, "This is campus bullying. Are you sure you don't want to tell your parents?"
Meng Zihang looked solemn, but nodded firmly.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Xueqing didn't know what to say. She just asked subconsciously, "Then tell me how you want to solve it. You won't let them continue to bully you."
"No, I have a way, but I didn't expect there to be so many of them today."
"Well, I don't need to tell your father yet, but if you can't solve it, you have to tell him as soon as possible," he paused and continued, "Or you can tell me, I can help you."
Meng Zihang's lowered head suddenly raised up, as if he didn't expect that this woman would say such words, and then nodded blankly.
This woman seems... not as bad as Uncle Gangzi said.
My ankle was sprained and my arm was slightly bruised. After returning home, I took care of my wounds bit by bit.
He helped himself, and she saved his son, so they were even.
I don’t know what that kid did to piss off those little brats.
Little did they know that not long after the two of them left, a man's figure also left quietly.
In the following days, the faces and bodies of those classmates who bullied Meng Zihang were more or less stained.
Meng Zihang: Could it be that that woman helped him secretly?
I haven't heard from Pang Manyun in a few days, and I don't know how she and her husband are talking.
Zhang Xueqing was very concerned about it.
But she also knew that this matter could not be rushed, and Pang Manyun had to think about it himself.
It was too common during her working years to do bad things with good intentions, or to do things that were thankless.
No matter how concerned you are, you must be measured, control your temper, and just wait.
The weather has gradually warmed up in the past few days. Coupled with the air conditioner at home to warm the baby, Zhang Xueqing felt warm all over, which caused her to have trouble sleeping.
In the middle of the night, I didn't feel sleepy at all. I was lying on the sofa in the living room, staring at the white wall opposite.
"Mai Zi, turn on the audio and video mode."
"OK."
The whole room instantly darkened, and a display screen appeared on the originally white wall. Zhang Xueqing was dazzled by the dazzling array of programs.
Now this TV show is getting more and more boring, and finally she chose her old friend,
"Journey to the West",
I never tire of watching it, I can even memorize the lines, but I always want to watch it again every time I have nothing to do.
I picked an episode at random, today it’s Sun Wukong fighting the Bone Demon three times.
"Monster, monster."
"Don't be afraid, female donor. Although my apprentice is ugly, he is a good person."
"Elder, little lady, here you go."
…
"Big brother, big brother."
"Master, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore."
Just as Sun Wukong was about to be unjustly accused by his master and expelled, the light in the entrance hall suddenly turned on.
Zhang Xueqing quickly sat up and looked at the door,
"who?"
However, the entrance is blocked by a wall, so unless someone comes forward, they won't be able to see it.
Zhang Xueqing's heart suddenly became nervous. Someone must have come in, otherwise the door would not be lit.
Before she could think of something to defend herself with, a dark figure suddenly rushed in and pushed her back to the sofa.
Zhang Xueqing didn't notice for a moment and didn't react. She fell down on the sofa, and her legs suddenly felt piercing pain.
The man's huge palms severely clamped her arms above her head, and one hand tore her clothes frantically.
Under the dim light, Zhang Xueqing couldn't see the man's face clearly, and could only smell a sour stench coming towards her.
"Wheat, turn on the light."
"OK."
