In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 535 Bullying my son? Fine! You don't need the bottle anymore.
At this moment, Boss Yu spoke, and many parents dared not whisper. After all, the town's two major industries were flour mills and repair shops. No matter which relative or friend they had, they had worked there, or even worked there for a long time.

Although the flour mill doesn't belong to Yu Dawei, there are rumors that he has a say in it, and that he owns a lot of shares.

As the name suggests, you can easily guess that they must have influence in the flour mill.

When this kind of person speaks, just listen quietly and don't worry about whether it concerns you or not.

"Oh dear, Mr. Yu, it's just a broken bottle from the school, why are you so angry?" The middle-aged woman had seen her child throw the bottle on the ground before she even entered the room.

Even if I didn't see it, I heard my son talking about breaking the bottle before I came in.

The middle-aged woman didn't dare offend Yu Dawei, since her younger brother worked at the flour mill. She quickly forced a smile and explained, "I saw plenty of broken bottles in that cardboard box. The school gives them out for free, so one more won't make a difference."

"What do you mean 'broken bottle'? That's a good bottle!" Just then, Yu Qianqian shouted with red eyes, "My brother brings his little green bottle home every day. This bottle can hold not only cold water but also hot water!"

"Then, I got the green bottle number 18 first. After he saw me get it, he snatched it from my hand. Uncle Si! He stole my things!"

Yu Qianqian's address of "Fourth Uncle" immediately made everyone present understand why Yu Dawei had interfered, and also what kind of relationship this little girl had with Yu Dawei.

It was this address of "Fourth Uncle" that made the middle-aged woman's expression change. In the end, she forced a smile at Yu Dawei and said, "The bottle was broken by my son Li He. I'll pay for it. Teacher Yang, how much will I pay the school?"

Yang Naigang was also quite helpless. If Yu Dawei hadn't been there, he wouldn't have needed to pay compensation; he could have just apologized to the young girl. But it was his child who pushed the girl to the ground first and then snatched her bottle.

But it's pointless to say anything now, so Yang Naigang can only turn his attention to Yu Dawei and see what decision the other party will make.

"Pay compensation?" Yu Dawei stroked his chin. "No need to pay compensation. This little water bottle isn't worth much anyway."

The middle-aged woman was taken aback, somewhat confused. What did it have to do with Yu Da that she was talking to Teacher Yang?

Yang Naigang smiled, looked up at all the parents who had left and then returned, and explained, "Actually, these water bottles were donated to the school free of charge by Boss Yu."

"It's not just the water bottles; the tables and chairs we see, the paintings on the walls, the new tiles on the outside, and the reading corner..."

As Yang Naigang recounted each point, the middle-aged woman opposite him grew increasingly unpleasant.

Although she was a rural woman, she understood what Teacher Yang meant, but she also felt resentful.

You're a big boss, and you're going to hold a grudge against my son over a water bottle? You're being incredibly petty!
But upon reflection, even middle-aged women can swallow their words; it's better to keep them to themselves than to say them aloud, as it's too easy to offend people.

It was at this moment that all the parents understood why Yu Dawei had interfered. It wasn't just because he was Yu Qianqian's fourth uncle, but also because they thought the bottle was donated to the school.

"Boss Yu, what do you suggest we do?" The middle-aged woman didn't want to waste any more time arguing with him and got straight to the point.

Whether it's an apology or something else, she's definitely not going to get away with this today.

Thinking of this, the woman turned around and glared at her son. Of all things to break, why did he have to break someone else's school water bottle?

“No need to pay compensation. Let the child bear the consequences of his mistake.” Yu Dawei turned to Yang Naigang. “Teacher Yang, we don’t need to give this student named Li He any more water bottles. After all, he doesn’t care. Didn’t you say it was a broken bottle and he didn’t get any?”

Hearing that the child's name was Li He, Yu Dawei's anger flared even more.

When he secretly read Yu Muyu's diary in his early years, he remembered that the child had been bullied at school for a period of time during elementary school. Among the bullies were several children from Lijiatun in the third team who bullied his eldest son.

It made him tremble with fear every time he went home.

At that time, those in Yujiatun who were able to afford it all took their children to the city to study. Although Yu Dawei also had a repair shop in the oil city, business was not good, so he was not able to take his children to the oil city to study at that time.

Moreover, they had tried to transfer him before, but the tuition fees were too high, so he had to go back to his grandparents' house to continue his studies. It wasn't until Yu Muyu graduated from elementary school and started junior high school, after his grandmother passed away, that Yu Dawei finally managed to get his son to go to the oil city to continue his junior high school studies.

Yu Muyu had always remembered being bullied in elementary school and had wanted to settle scores with those scoundrels for a while. Wasn't it just a coincidence that he got to this day?
The children in Lijiatun are all good-for-nothings, so the local authorities have no ability to take their children out to study, unlike the Yu family.

Of course, the drawbacks are also obvious. Without the protection of older students, and with fewer students from Yujiatun in the fourth team, the children are often bullied by a group of children from other villages.

Fortunately, Yu Dawei has a plan to modify Yu Muyu's body.

To put it simply, it's about training. Yu Dawei had seen a Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) club open in the county before, and he planned to have Yu Muyu go there during the winter and summer vacations to learn a few moves.

Although Yu Dawei didn't know if the boss of that company would hire elementary school students, he decided to give it a try; he wasn't short of money.

He can definitely afford to pay that amount.

Then Yu Dawei will see who can bully him now that his son has a second chance at life!

I wouldn't say one can take on ten, but at least one can take on five or six.

Right now, Yu Dawei decided to vent his anger on behalf of his eldest son. He continued, looking at Yang Naigang, "Also, he didn't get any of the posture correction pens I donated to the school before."

"Posture correction pen?" Some parents standing at the door started to stir again.

What is a posture correction pen? Some of them had never even heard of it.

"I've seen it in supermarkets in the city; it's one of those things that you write on with your finger. Anyway, it's a nice gadget," one parent said.

"I never thought my child could get something like this for free."

"Even third-grade students who are learning to use fountain pens have them!"

The reason Yu Dawei donated posture correction pens to the school was because his eldest son, Yu Muyu, had made a major mistake in his life.

I saw a nice blue posture correction pen in a supermarket in the oil city. Knowing that my family was poor and my dad probably wouldn't buy it for me, I decided to steal it.

As a result, he was fined ten times the amount, and Yu Dawei also slapped his eldest son.

His motto was, "No matter how poor you are, you can't steal!"

The child remembered this for the rest of his life, and naturally wrote it in his diary.

But ever since then, the child has become more sensible, so sensible that it's almost heartbreaking.

When Yu Dawei donated money to the school, he clearly stated that a portion of the money must be used to wholesale posture correction pens, so that each child would receive one when they learned to write with fountain pens in the third grade.

Free.

Actually, posture correction pens aren't expensive; they're made of plastic and mainly serve to help children correct their writing posture.

Moreover, the pen nibs were all quite ordinary.

But Yu Dawei was still seething with anger! He had to use his own abilities to make his son obtain everything that his son hadn't had back then, without him even realizing it!

(End of this chapter)