Chapter 308: Chapter 23: Origins_2
Lin Xiaoguai frowned and said, “Should I go to the hospital cafeteria and get so plain congee? It’s easier to swallow.”
“I’ll go, I’ll go.”
Before Lin Xiaoguai and Shen Chi could say anything, he had already pushed the door open and left.
“I should’ve thought of asking grandma to make congee earlier,” Shen Chi said with so annoyance.
“Let’s make congee tomorrow then,” Lin Xiaoguai served a bowl of fish soup and carefully began to feed Little Niangao.
By the ti Shen Mincheng returned with the plain congee, Shen Yinian had filled his stomach with fish soup and greens. Lin Xiaoguai cleared the bowls and dishes, then sat down and asked, “What exactly happened? What kind of dispute did you have with your classmate that led to knives being drawn?”
Shen Yinian looked a bit embarrassed and pursed his lips as he said, “Zeng Yi wanted to copy my howork, but I had already turned my Chinese assignnt in, so he asked Wen Jie, who sits in front of . Wen Jie refused, and Zeng Yi threatened him with a Swiss Army Knife. Wen Jie, in a fit of passion, snatched the knife from Zeng Yi and swung it at him. Zeng Yi got scared and pulled in front of him; I didn’t react in ti.”
He felt sowhat ashad; after all, he had been exercising with his father since he was six years old, believing that his physical fitness and reflexes were far superior to those of his peers. Yet, he had failed to react in that crucial mont.
Lin Xiaoguai was startled, “Do you an your face wasn’t cut by Zeng Yi?”
But Shen Mincheng’s attention was on another matter, “Little Niangao, how could you let soone copy your howork? What if the teacher had found out? Even if they hadn’t, if there was originally only one person who got more answers correct and now there are two, wouldn’t your grades be shared?”
Lin Xiaoguai was taken aback once more; she had thought Shen Mincheng was going to lecture Little Niangao on morality, but she hadn’t expected…
Shen Chi, however, was not surprised; he knew his dad was a suprely selfish man. If earlier there had been so semblance of philanthropy, ever since he had lost his high school tuition due to his father and subsequently ran away from ho and learned of his own background, making his father feel his son had been raised in vain, his selfishness beca even more pronounced.
But no matter what, he was the father who had raised him. Even if he had later neglected him, Shen Chi knew that in his heart he still considered him his son. Not to ntion that after they had a heart-to-heart talk, his dad was wholeheartedly devoted to him, and he valued Little Niangao more than his own life.
He was sowhat worried about Wanwan’s opinion of his dad; she had never liked his father, and now…
Shen Chi was actually overthinking it. Lin Xiaoguai’s moral standards were indeed high, but she wasn’t so harsh as to demand excessive selflessness from others. Moreover, she was a mother; Shen Mincheng’s begrudging acceptance from her was entirely due to his affection for Little Niangao.
As long as this remained unchanged, her opinion of Shen Mincheng wouldn’t worsen, though due to historical reasons, it was fanciful to expect it to improve significantly.
“Yes, the wound on my face was caused by Wen Jie,” Shen Yinian first answered Lin Xiaoguai’s question, then turned to Shen Mincheng and replied, “Grandpa, it’s fine. The teacher knows what level Zeng Yi is at. Even if they realize the work was copied from , given his past misdeeds, they will definitely think he coerced . I won’t be in any trouble.”
Hearing this, Shen Mincheng was relieved, but Lin Xiaoguai’s mouth twitched slightly. Her son was undoubtedly cunning.
“What’s the deal with that Zeng Yi, pushing you in front like a human shield…” Shen Chi said with a black expression.
No matter how cunning or scheming he might be, he himself had fought side by side with his comrades on the battlefield, sharing life-and-death situations. He deeply despised such actions.
“Dad, you’re overthinking it. Zeng Yi didn’t have that much cunning. He was probably just scared and subconsciously wanted to grab sothing to shield himself, and I ended up being collateral damage.” Surprisingly, Shen Yinian didn’t have a bad impression of this classmate.
“What about Wen Jie then?” Lin Xiaoguai asked.
“Him?” Shen Yinian pondered, “He doesn’t live in the Military District, and the reason he was able to attend our elentary school is that his father retired from here. His mother called in a lot of favors to get him in. His father passed away a few years ago, and their family isn’t well-off, but his performance in school is excellent, always close behind . You could say he’s both inferior and proud, always one to take the soft approach but not the hard one. Zeng Yi threatening him with a knife didn’t surprise .”
He spoke with such authority that it didn’t seem like sothing a child would say, but his family had long been accustod to his precocity and weren’t surprised.
Lin Xiaoguai was montarily stunned, then thought it made sense. They were, after all, only eight or nine years old. How bad could they get?
“Wait, you said the schoolteachers think Zeng Yi was the one who hurt you. Don’t they know it was Wen Jie who did it?” Shen Chi frowned.
“At that ti, we had just finished P.E. class and everyone else had gone to the store to buy drinks, so there were no other people in the classroom besides us,” explained Shen Yinian.
“So before the teachers, did Wen Jie admit to being the assailant?” Shen Chi raised an eyebrow.
“He must have been scared too,” Shen Yinian rubbed his forehead and said, “Wen Jie’s family is poor; he’s afraid he can’t afford the dical bills, afraid the school will expel him for it, and more afraid of upsetting his mother.”
He paused, then continued, “Let’s see. If he doesn’t co forward to admit it…”
He didn’t finish the sentence, but it was clear he wasn’t inclined to let it go.
“How are Sisi and the others? They didn’t make a fuss, did they?” Lin Xiaoguai asked Shen Chi.
“Little Spring Breeze and Qiaoqiao were a bit fussy because they couldn’t find you, but the two older ones were very good.”
They were still talking when a knock on the door was suddenly heard.
“Grandpa Shen, Uncle, Auntie, Little Niangao.” Xu Ji pushed the door and ca in.
“Ping’an, what are you doing here?” Lin Xiaoguai was surprised.
Xu Ji glanced at Shen Yinian, who had slept for half the day and looked quite spirited, before he spoke in a slightly relaxed tone, “I heard Little Niangao was injured, so I ca to see him.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote for it at Qidian (qidian), with your monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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