Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

half a month later.

At the Ji residence, Xiaoyouzi has been attending kindergarten for about 20 days and has consistently performed well. Although she doesn't talk much, she doesn't bully others or cause trouble. In short, she is always praised whenever I pick her up.

The child who had been praised all day was told that he had been in a fight. Tang Junyao didn't react for a moment when she received the call, and it took her a while to ask the homeroom teacher for the reason.

According to the homeroom teacher, the fight broke out because Xiaoyouzi was protecting Xiaocaomei. The surveillance video showed that Xiaoyouzi did indeed start the fight.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Junyao rubbed her aching temples. From childhood to adulthood, this child had always been a bit cold-hearted, but she would never lay a hand on anyone.

Her emotions are relatively stable, and she rarely gets particularly angry. When she does get angry, she thinks for a while and then quickly walks outside. She rode her motorcycle to work today, but it's not suitable for her to ride it to pick up her child from school.

Upon reaching the entrance of the base, I hailed a taxi to the kindergarten, intending to find out more about the situation first.

In the teachers' office, there were three children, four teachers, and two elderly people. Tang Junyao was the last to arrive.

As soon as she entered, everyone turned their attention to her. Several teachers rushed to Tang Junyao's side as if they had seen a savior. "Jiale's mother, you've finally come. Thank you for making the trip."

Tang Junyao smiled politely at the homeroom teacher, glanced at her son who seemed completely unaffected, and calmly stood beside Little Strawberry.

Just as she opened her lips to ask for details, the elderly couple opposite her started to get angry, pointing at Xiaoyouzi and scolding, "Look at how you educate your child at such a young age. Is this your son? Look what he did to my grandson. His forehead is all bruised. He's so ruthless at such a young age. He won't be any better when he grows up."

No one had ever belittled her son like this before, so Tang Junyao was naturally very uncomfortable. She frowned, her beautiful brows furrowing as she looked at the well-dressed old woman opposite her, her mouth agape with unspeakable words. She pulled her son and Xiaocaozi to her side to prevent the old lady and old man from doing anything extreme.

Judging from the current situation, the other party doesn't seem to be a reasonable person and has chosen to ignore the question. "Teacher, I'd like to understand the specifics of the situation. Can I see the security footage?"

The elderly woman opposite was not happy. She felt that her grandson was crying and was very impatient. She was unwilling to give Tang Junyao time to watch the surveillance footage. She wished that Xiaoyouzi would be beaten up by her grandson to relieve her anger.

The homeroom teacher began to mediate, "Grandma Junjun, it's like this, Lele's mother also needs to know the situation. The monitoring time is not long, just 10 minutes, is that alright?"

"We're very busy, we don't have that much time to waste with you. These days, it seems like anyone can squeeze into a prestigious school." The old man glanced at Tang Junyao, who was dressed casually, and decided that she wasn't a lady from a wealthy family.

She had no jewelry whatsoever, and even the diamond ring on her hand was tiny. She must have gotten into the school through connections. I couldn't help but sneer inwardly, feeling even more contemptuous. Everyone who came to study here must be either rich or powerful. How could someone like her get in?

It's ridiculous that her grandson would be bullied by someone like that.

Although the old lady was old, she had no manners at all. Every word she said was harsh and unpleasant. If it weren't for the two children, Tang Junyao would have really retorted. She silently recited the four words "respect the elderly and care for the young" in her heart.

Taking a deep breath and protecting the two children, she said, "Grandma, I see you're dressed quite well, so you must be from a well-off family. Since you are, I'd like to ask you to be a little more polite in your speech, at least to match your status. Don't lower yourself. If my child is wrong, I will make him apologize, but at least let me see the video."

Tang Junyao wouldn't believe that her son would hit someone for no reason; there must be a reason, and she wanted to know at least what happened.

The old lady was still relentless and refused to let her see the video. Firstly, she knew her grandson had a bad temper, and secondly, she was certain that Tang Junyao had no powerful connections. Even if it was her grandson's fault today, it had to be the other party's fault.

She looked up and said, "No need to look anymore, I've already seen it. It's your son's fault. No matter what, you shouldn't have hit him. You, as his mother, haven't taught him well. Then let my grandson teach your son a lesson."

Seeing that the old lady kept blaming Xiaoyouzi, Xiaoshicao cried anxiously. Wiping away her tears, she choked out, "No, no, it's Li Junjun's fault. He kept calling my brother mute and saying he was a poor country bumpkin who had no father or mother to raise him."

Poor country bumpkin?

If Ji Hancheng heard these words, he'd probably bring over several boxes of cash to show the old lady what a real country bumpkin he is.

Upon hearing this, Tang Junyao frowned involuntarily. Whose upbringing was more outrageous? For such a young child to utter such rude words, it was undoubtedly something he learned from his elders.

She had reason to suspect that the child's family was nouveau riche, and that the father must be a foul-mouthed person, otherwise how could the child be so foul-mouthed?

Even the teacher standing to the side frowned as he listened, glancing subconsciously at the arrogant child before shaking his head helplessly. Little Yuzi was a man of few words, and no matter how much Li Junjun shouted at him, he chose to ignore him.

For Li Junjun, who was used to being pampered and cherished at home, Xiaoyouzi's indifference made him very uncomfortable, and he felt like he was being disliked, so he started to cause trouble for Xiaoyouzi.

As a result, Xiaoyouzi still didn't bother to look at him, which made him even more uncomfortable. He started cursing, but the calm Xiaoyouzi still ignored him. In the end, Li Junjun vented his anger on Xiaocaozi, who was always by his side, and pushed her to the ground.

This push caused the usually calm and quiet Xiaoyouzi to stand up and straddle Li Junjun, wildly swinging her fists without any strategy, simply wanting to beat Li Junjun.

Li Junjun didn't expect Xiaoyouzi to hit him, and he cried loudly in fright. In the end, the teacher came over and pulled them apart.

Seeing that the old lady was unwilling to let Tang Junyao watch the video, the homeroom teacher could only explain based on the video she had seen. After listening to the whole thing, Tang Junyao understood and said that her son would not hit people for no reason; this was because he had reached the point of no return.

If it were the old Tang Junyao, she might have definitely given the other person a good beating, but now that she's a mother, she can't teach her child to solve problems in such a brutal way. Violence is never the right thing to do.

But since the other party provoked her first, she still had to get revenge. Composing herself, she remained protective of the child, took out a tissue, and slowly and calmly wiped away Little Strawberry's tears. "Yueyue, don't cry. Godmother knows. Are you hurt anywhere?"

Tang Junyao immediately asked about Xiaocaomei's injuries. If Lu Jinnan found out that his daughter had been bullied, he might come over with a hundred-meter-long sword.

Little Strawberry was crying because she felt she had dragged her brother down, not because she had been pushed to the ground. She shook her head, tears still slowly streaming down her face.

"Madam, since the teacher has already made things clear, it means that your grandson was in the wrong first, and my son hit him afterward. So, in order to better educate them, I hope that your grandson will apologize to Yueyue first, and then my son can apologize to your grandson."

Tang Junyao was also protective of her son. It was wrong for her son to hit someone, but if this child hadn't repeatedly provoked and bullied Yueyue, her son wouldn't have bothered to do it.

Seeing Tang Junyao say this, the old lady was displeased. How could she openly admit that her grandson was wrong? "Impossible. Our Junjun must have accidentally bumped into this little girl, right Junjun?"

The boy named Li Junjun nodded, "Yes, he hit me. It was an accident. She didn't sit properly on the chair."

Tang Junyao thought to herself, if this family doesn't change their educational philosophy, the probability of this child getting into trouble in the future is quite high. If she doesn't educate him herself, she might have to wait for someone else to educate him. She sighed.

Since the other party was unwilling to apologize, she saw no need for her son to apologize first. "In that case, I'll take the children home first. There are only a few minutes left before school ends. I'll say it again, ma'am: if your grandson apologizes to Yueyue, my son will naturally apologize as well."

The homeroom teacher was speechless. She was a poor working woman who couldn't afford to offend either side. "Okay, okay, Junjun's grandma, why don't we all calm down and think it over for a night? Let the children reflect on their own problems. If they understand things by tomorrow, they can apologize. Children's squabbles usually subside overnight."

Sometimes children make up after a fight, but adults argue like crazy.

The old lady grabbed Tang Junyao's wrist. When Xiaoyouzi saw her mother's hand being grabbed, her eyes turned cold, and she trembled with anger. She was about to push her mother away when Tang Junyao protected her and pulled her behind her.

Just as the old lady was about to reach out and scratch someone, a cold voice interrupted the farce in the office, "It's getting lively here."

The man strode inside, his face full of hostility. He glared at the old lady. Little Yuzu, seeing her father, felt truly wronged. "Daddy, she's going to hit Mommy."

"Would you hit Ji Hancheng's wife?" He reached out and put his arm around Tang Junyao's waist, picked up his son, and casually pulled out a stool for Tang Junyao to sit down and rest. The aunt who was taking care of the child hurriedly brought a stool to Ji Hancheng.

The man sat down, speaking calmly and with a hint of curiosity, "Tell me, how do you plan to have my son apologize to your grandson?"

The moment the man walked in, his entire demeanor changed. The old man wasn't as oblivious as the old woman; it's just that the old woman usually made the decisions, and he was henpecked. But this time, the old man still mustered up the courage to pull his wife along, saying, "Alright, let's apologize to each other. I think this girl is right. Let's make a big deal out of a small one and a small one disappear. The child will be going to school here in the future."

"You don't know anything! Shut up! You're the child's father, right? Here's the deal: your son hit my grandson. Either you pay compensation, or I'll let my grandson hit him back."

Ji Hancheng remained silent, staring intently at the old lady, making her uneasy. Tang Junyao, sitting to the side holding Xiaocaozi, knew that this man probably wasn't planning to let it go so easily.

That old lady is really something. We've already agreed to apologize to each other, but she just won't agree. Even when we go home and calm down, she still won't agree.

She no longer intends to persuade Ji Hancheng; she had already decided to teach this old lady a lesson.

It's true that in a big forest, you'll find all kinds of birds.