I have few friends, but many childhood sweethearts.

Chapter 43. The Light of Righteousness 3
Sunday.

This week, we had arranged to have a team-building activity at Zhang Yi's house. After having breakfast, Xu Qingfan rode his bike out early.

Spending Saturday with Xiaoxiao and weekends with Wanning is perfectly reasonable.

Zhang Yiyi and Lin Wanning both live in Biguiyuan. The two kids go to and from school together every day, and their relationship is getting better and better.

After riding for more than ten minutes, Xu Qingfan arrived at the entrance of the residential area without incident.

Security guards usually don't pay much attention to children coming and going at the gate. After waiting for a while, he followed a motorcycle and crossed the access control.

When they arrived at Lin Wanning's house, the two little ones were already waiting at the door.

"Brother Qingfan, why did you come by bike? Wanning can't even ride a bicycle!" Lin Wanning jogged over, holding Zhang Yiyi's hand, and looked him up and down at his bicycle.

"I'm too lazy to wait for the bus. Where's Chen Qiuyue? Didn't we agree to meet up?" Xu Qingfan raised his hand, and Xiao Wanning, like a kitten, nudged her head in for him to pet.

"Qiuyue has something to do at home and can't come out."

"Oh, good morning, Yi Yi." He then patted Zhang Yi Yi's head.

Zhang Yi smiled sweetly at him and said somewhat uncertainly, "Good morning."

This was Xu Qingfan's requirement: when it was just the three of them, Zhang Yiyi had to speak and could no longer write down what she wanted to say in her notebook.

Xu Qingfan and Lin Wanning were her best friends, and the little girl agreed after only a slight hesitation.

Speaking more and communicating more is the best way to treat aphasia. With hearing aid technology advancing rapidly, Xu Qingfan hopes that one day Zhang Yiyi will be able to speak and communicate with them like a normal person.

This is actually the same principle as teaching and nurturing people. Some children may be born with below-average abilities. They may be able to write Chinese characters that others can learn after seeing them once, but they just can't learn them no matter what.

At this time, what children need most is encouragement, not criticism or even ridicule.

Unfortunately, Xu Qingfan in his previous life did not encounter such a good teacher.

He remembered that when he was in elementary school, what he feared most in Chinese class was being called on to answer questions. He didn't know how that old witch became a teacher, but if a student couldn't answer her question, she would move that student's seat to the last row, and after class, she would even arrange for that student to clean the girls' restroom.

The female students were assigned to clean the men's restroom.

For elementary school students at that time, the greatest humiliation among classmates was pushing the other person into the girls' restroom.

Faced with criticism and insults from teachers and ridicule from classmates, Xu Qingfan became increasingly insecure and resisted attending Chinese class for a long time.

Having lived a second life, Xu Qingfan's greatest realization is that one should not do to others what one would not have them do to you.

He didn't use the excuse of doing what's best for Zhang Yiyi to demand that she speak up at school. Instead, he chose a gentler approach by spending more time talking to her in private.

Once Zhang Yiyi develops self-confidence, it won't be long before she dares to speak in public.

"Brother Qingfan, why don't you teach us how to ride a bicycle?" Lin Wanning suddenly suggested after the bicycle was pushed into the yard.

"Sure, go in first and say hello to your parents."

It had been over two months since I last visited. Lin Wanning's house hadn't changed much; only Wanning's mother was in the living room, typing away on the calculator. "Reset to zero," Wen Wanqing's mother said, resetting the calculator. She looked at Xu Qingfan, who had entered the room, with delight. "Fanfan's here! Come here and let your big sister give you a hug!"

"Hello, sister." Xu Qingfan smiled shyly and shamelessly threw himself into Wan Ning's mother's arms.

"Sister, your name is Wen Wanqing?" He peeked out with difficulty and just happened to see the signature in the responsible person column of the invoice.

“Yes, you guys go have fun, I still have work to do.” Wen Wanqing put Xu Qingfan off her lap and said with a smile.

Xu Qingfan came here with a mission. He grabbed the mouse on the table and said, "Sister, can your computer access the internet? I'll show you an article!"

"What are you looking at? Wan Ning wants to see too!" Lin Wan Ning pulled Zhang Yi Yi over as well.

Without waiting for Wen Wanqing's mother to answer, Xu Qingfan had already opened his browser and clicked on Sina.com in the most prominent place on the navigation website.

To Xu Qingfan's surprise, the article "5-year-old daughter becomes increasingly withdrawn, parents regret it after learning the truth" was posted on the forum homepage by the administrator at some point. Xu Qingfan clicked on it, and the browser took more than a minute to load.

"What is this?" Because her daughter was also in this age group, the title of the article immediately caught Wen Wanqing's attention.

None of them spoke again. Xu Qingfan slowly scrolled through the page, and the four people in the room stared intently at the text on the screen.

The article describes Xu Qingfan using the subtle and euphemistic style common in later generations, written from a first-person perspective, which easily evokes the reader's emotions. After reading the entire content, the room remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, Wen Wanqing's mother reached out and pulled Zhang Yiyi onto her lap. "I won't do that again." Wen Wanqing didn't know what to say, so she turned her face to face and gently stroked her.

Zhang Yi shook her head. "I'm not afraid!" she said.

"Brother Qingfan will help teach those bad guys a lesson!" Lin Wanning nodded, his eyes resolute.

Wen Wanqing turned her head to look at Xu Qingfan, "You always bring surprises. How did you come up with these ideas? And this article is really well written. I didn't expect our Fanfan to be a little prodigy."

Xu Qingfan scratched his head and explained with a string of lies: "I definitely didn't write this article. I just told the people at the website about it, and they found someone to write it for them. How could I possibly write so many words!"

At this time of the new millennium, the hottest topics in society were child prodigies and health products. Xu Qingfan didn't want to be labeled a child prodigy and tour the country like a commodity.

Wen Wanqing believed her and patted Xu Qingfan's head, "Haha, I thought it was okay. I believe our Fanfan will reach this level soon!"

"Okay!" He opened his email and copied the article he had saved yesterday to his computer desktop. "Sister, could you please print this article out for me? I want to take it home and share it with my classmates so that everyone will realize the harm of school bullying!"

The article saved on the computer didn't censor the names of those little CS students; instead, it thoughtfully indicated their classes. Fearing that Wen Wanqing might disagree, he even added a grand-sounding embellishment.

"No problem, I've got your back!" Wen Wanqing patted her chest and agreed.

"Thank you, sister! Three hundred servings, please!"

"no problem!"

Xu Qingfan smiled knowingly at Lin Wanning and Zhang Yiyi. The Lin family's garment factory had printing equipment, and the printing cost was just a little money for ink and paper. But back in 02, if you went to a print shop on the street to print 300 sheets of paper, it would be considered kind of the shop owner not to charge you 250 yuan.

Thank you to the old city under the sun for the two monthly passes.
Thanks to the Russian for the monthly pass.

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(End of this chapter)