After rebirth, I abducted the future minister

Chapter 78 Punishment

Chu Yingying paused and continued: "Let's take this matter as an example. You can calm down and complain to the master first. If the master doesn't care, we will go to his parents to ask for an explanation.

No matter what, we are the reasonable party, and I and you, Brother Lu, will also support you. If his parents are unreasonable, take action first, whether it's pulling out his hair or pulling off his clothes, your sister, I will do whatever it takes.

I have to fight for my life with them.

In short, you must consider the consequences of doing things and handle conflicts appropriately. Only in this way can you be called a wise person."

It was only when Cui Yunhao thought of his sister's words that he suppressed his inner impulse and did not get carried away by anger.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Cao Jiande thought that he was dismissive and didn't take him seriously at all. He immediately rubbed his fists angrily and threatened to beat him until he didn't even know his parents.

Just then, a child shouted loudly: "The Master is here!"

After everyone heard this, they immediately dispersed.

Cao Jiande twitched the corners of his mouth and clenched his fists unwillingly to demonstrate in front of Cui Yunhao.

As soon as he turned around and returned to his seat, he saw the master walking over with an angry look on his face. He threw the things in his hands heavily on his table and shouted sternly: "Cao Jiande, you are so brave, you dare to attack me!"

Cao Jiande was yelled into confusion, old man, you must have taken the wrong medicine, when did I attack you!

Seeing a lump on the master's head, he became even more puzzled. He moved his eyes downwards and took a look at the things the master threw on the table, and he suddenly understood.

"Yun Hao, you don't have to take the blame for this kid. Who threw it? I have a stronghold in my heart."

"I'm really not who I am!" Cao Jiande couldn't say anything for a moment and could only scratch his head and ears anxiously.

However, the old master did not believe what he said and motioned for him to sit down. Then he turned around and picked up the thick book on the table. He glared at Cao Jiande and said, "Look at Cui Yunhao. In order to not bear to let his classmates be punished, he took the initiative

I took the blame for you, but you still have the nerve to pour dirty water on others? I will punish you to stay in court tonight and copy out ten pages of this book. If you miss one page, you are not allowed to leave!"

After hearing this, the old master became even more angry, and his voice rose an octave, "That's nonsense! It's obviously your name written in this book, and it's all thanks to Cui Yunhao. I don't know that you are chasing after me all day long.

You are noisy, naughty, and make the school a mess. Who else but you would throw books outside for fun? Besides, Cui Yunhao has always been introverted and taciturn, well-behaved and sensible, how could he throw your books!

"

As he spoke, he pointed at Cui Yunhao, who looked innocent.

Cao Jiande waved his hand hurriedly, stood up and defended: "Master, I didn't throw this book away, it was Cui Yunhao!"

Cui Yunhao stood up at this time and said loudly: "Master, I threw the book away. I'm sorry, please punish me."

It turned out that it was the book that Cui Yunhao had just thrown out of the window. It happened to be such a coincidence that it made the master's head bulge.

When Cao Jiande heard this, his face turned pale and his head drooped, like a defeated rooster.

When the other children saw it, they all gloated and covered their mouths and snickered.

There was no expression on Cui Yunhao's face. He was still staring at the book in his hand, thinking secretly in his heart: You naughty kid deserves to be punished. It is considered that evil is rewarded. Otherwise, you will not have a long memory!

An hour later, the school was over, and the children all packed their bags and prepared to go home. Only Cao Jiande was left by the old master to copy books.

He never writes, and he doesn't know how to hold a pen. He can only hold the pen like chopsticks in a daze.

(End of chapter)