Translator: Swien

Translated At: VineNovels.com

Chapter: 29

Qing Yi quickly explained, and Zhang Shutong soon understood the whole story.

It turned out that Li Yipeng's family owned a supermarket on the commercial street.

The supermarket wasn't small, and he had heard that they had even opened a branch in the city.

They had also bought a house in recent years, which was considered a "rich family" on the small island.

Zhang Shutong knew that this kind of supermarket mainly made money from tobacco and alcohol and had a fixed customer base.

Ordinarily, their lives should be quite comfortable, but in recent years, Gu's father had built a mall, and their businesses overlapped severely.

His family's business had been hit the hardest.

With his business affected, Li Yipeng had heard a lot of bad things about the Gu family.

Now, with new and old grudges combined, he had done such a foolish thing as to take revenge on her.

Zhang Shutong remembered what he had seen and heard during lunch.

"In the end, it's still a conflict from outside the school?"

"Yes, otherwise it wouldn't have been so long."

"What about the name on the toilet stall?"

Zhang Shutong asked again.

"It's also related to the commercial street. According to his own words, the person who passed him the note was in a similar situation to his family, or even worse. The whole family of three relied on that shop for a living."

"Why say it in such detail?"

"To increase credibility, I guess. Then he told him that if you want to take revenge on Gu Qiumian, write her name on the partition as a secret signal between the two of them."

Zhang Shutong asked strangely:

"So Li Yipeng was really used as a pawn?"

"The other party said that Li Yipeng used to be in the same class as Gu Qiumian, knew her better, and knew how to strike harder."

Qing Yi also rolled his eyes.

"And Li Yipeng... you know, he's always liked to show off. He even felt a great sense of mission."

"But there's one thing that's different from our judgment."

Qing Yi added:

"Although the two of them initially wanted to go after the scarf, the castle wasn't incidental. Including that A4 paper, these were all intentional. They were actually trying to hint at Gu Qiumian's family's mall, like a kind of declaration of crime."

"Declaration?"

"Yes, otherwise why would Li Yipeng do it with him? The other party said there were other revenge plans. The castle and the scarf were just the beginning, just to let Gu Qiumian know that it was her family's mall that had provoked them."

Zhang Shutong wanted to say something more, but at this moment, Song Nanshan walked over.

He even asked with a smile, "What were you kids doing running out during exercises? Do you want to be on duty again?"

Unfortunately, his mood was only good for a moment.

As soon as Zhang Shutong opened his mouth, Old Song's face immediately darkened.

...

Until the bell for the fourth period rang, Song Nanshan still hadn't shown up in the class.

He was still in the office, having directly called for Li Yipeng's parents.

Now, Zhang Shutong was standing in the corner of the office, with Li Yipeng himself next to him.

Du Kang and Qing Yi had already returned to the class.

He had requested to stay and listen.

Old Song didn't object, but he was in no mood to say much.

The problem was with that "mastermind."

Zhang Shutong understood.

If he were Old Song, he would have a headache too.

Just as one was resolved, another popped up.

Not to mention that Gu Qiumian's family was not ordinary.

Even if it were an ordinary girl, it would be enough to give the form teacher a headache.

Not to mention that it also involved family conflicts.

Old Song was even angrier after hearing it.

He kicked him directly on the butt and said, "If you dared to do it and dared to take responsibility, I would have thought more highly of you. But now you're making a bunch of excuses. What kind of revenge do you call this? Do you still think you're so justified? You failed once and came back again, even writing 'go die' on an A4 paper. How old are you? I think you're just pure evil!"

He was so angry that he was a bit tactless.

He also said, "It's none of anyone's business if your family's business is not doing well. Why are you picking on a little girl here? Why don't I see you go directly to her dad?"

Old Song was indeed scary when he lost his temper.

He was over 1.8 meters tall and had a burly figure.

When he roared, even the cabinet doors in the office trembled slightly.

Li Yipeng was also a typical child who had been spoiled by his family.

He liked to show off usually, but when he really encountered something, he was completely at a loss and was directly roared to tears by him.

A teenage boy with stubble starting to grow on his chin, wiping tears in the office, was truly speechless.

It was clear that Song Nanshan was holding back a lot.

He opened the office window and lit a cigarette, then simply called the other party's parents and had them take him home to be disciplined.

It was probably around the end of the third period when Mother Li arrived late.

The woman was a tall and thin woman, carrying a very exquisite-looking leather bag.

Her thin lips were coated with lipstick, and the powder on her face was a bit thick, but it couldn't hide the wrinkles on her face, making it look a bit incongruous.

At this time, Song Nanshan was still suppressing his anger.

He explained the whole story, but his words were full of dissatisfaction—

He complained that parents shouldn't tell their children about business matters.

Even if Li Yipeng had acted on his own, for a student whose mind had not fully matured, the influence of his parents was definitely indispensable for him to do such a thing.

Zhang Shutong remembered a famous quote from Old Song.

It was not long after the school year started.

He had said to the class, "Although I haven't met your parents yet, I can pretty much judge what they're like from your performance."

This sentence was also very accurate now.

The woman wasn't listening to Old Song at all.

As soon as she saw her son crying, she quickly took out a tissue to wipe his tears, asking "my good boy, my good boy" incessantly.

Old Song cleared his throat and said in a deep voice:

"Mrs. Li, I hope you parents will take this more seriously..."

Before he could finish, he was impatiently interrupted by the woman:

"Teacher Song, isn't this just a little squabble between children? I asked you on the phone what was going on, and you insisted on waiting until I arrived. I thought something had happened to Pengpeng at school."

Zhang Shutong saw the veins on Old Song's temples were already throbbing, but he still patiently handed over the photo on the A4 paper.

The woman glanced at it and then looked away:

"I know my child. He's just a bit impulsive. At most, he'll just say things. It's not like he did anything in the end."

After saying that, she continued to comfort Li Yipeng, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry. If you don't want to go to class today, we'll leave at noon and come back next Monday."

"What do you mean he didn't do anything in the end!"

Old Song slapped the table, his voice a few degrees angrier.

"If you, as a parent, have this kind of attitude, then I have nothing more to say. Let's just call Gu Qiumian's father over!"

Zhang Shutong had witnessed the whole process and knew that Song Nanshan was still being lenient.

He hadn't contacted Gu Qiumian's dad first, but had called Li Yipeng's parents over, preparing to discuss a plan first, in order to minimize the impact of the matter.

It wasn't that he sympathized with Li Yipeng.

It should be said that out of professional ethics, he didn't want the other party to have too bad of an ending.

Last time, it was just a dirty joke, and this boy was transferred to another class.

This time, it would only be more serious.

So, if Old Song just wanted to be a hands-off manager, the easiest way would be to call both sides' parents over and let them confront each other.

He would be more relaxed—after all, Li Yipeng was not in their class, so theoretically, it really had nothing to do with Old Song.

But now, Mother Li's indifferent attitude directly caused Song Nanshan to bring up Gu's father, which was a kind of veiled warning.

He had thought it would have some effect, but who knew that the woman was stunned for a moment:

"Who?"

Then she sneered:

"Gu Qiumian? The one whose dad opened a mall? Oh, Teacher Song, I was wondering why you were in such a hurry. It turns out you're helping the big boss threaten us."

"Oh, the last time Yipeng was transferred to another class was because of her, right? What else does her family want this time? To directly persuade him to drop out? We've already put up with the poor business, and now they're so arrogant in school too. Do they really think the school is run by their family?"

Zhang Shutong frowned upon hearing this and found that it was not what he had thought.

The transfer incident was too long ago.

At that time, he didn't care about these things.

The impression he was left with was nothing more than an ordinary student offending Gu Qiumian, and because the girl's family was very powerful, the matter also caused a big scene.

So at the beginning, when the woman didn't take it seriously, he had thought that she was doting on him too much and didn't notice that her son had offended Gu Qiumian again.

When she understood the whole story, even if the woman wasn't afraid or worried, she should have realized the seriousness of the matter.

But now it seemed that this was not the case.

Far from backing down, the woman was holding a belly full of fire and was starting to question him.

Song Nanshan endured his anger:

"Mrs. Li, I want to ask you, what do you take the school's rules and regulations for? It's your son who has been picking on the girl. What does this have to do with being a boss or not? If it were any other student today, I would say the same thing."

"As a teacher, I can't control what kind of business you have outside of school. What I'm talking to you about now is this child's character problem!"

The woman said strangely:

"What do you mean character problem? What's wrong with Yipeng's character? Didn't he just knock over a little toy house? Oh right, you just said that someone else instigated my Yipeng to do it. Then I think that Gu what's-her-name has a character problem. Why doesn't she think about why everyone is against her?"

"Don't you try to twist my words!"

Song Nanshan slapped the table and glared.

"I'll say it again. If you don't want to reason, then you can talk directly to Gu Qiumian's father."

But the woman said indifferently:

"Who are you trying to scare, Teacher Song? Do you really think her dad's business trip is some secret? A lot of people know about it secretly. You can call him over to talk to me, but the question is, can you call him over?"

"Are you also trying to say that her dad is on a business trip, not that he's not coming back? That's fine too, then we can talk when the time comes."

Speaking of which, the woman was no longer in a hurry.

She even had the mood to straighten her hair:

"The key is, will he still be in the mood to talk to me then? My family doesn't care. At worst, we can just take Yipeng to study outside. My family doesn't rely on that small supermarket for a living."

Song Nanshan frowned and said:

"I said, I don't care about whether you can eat or not. Don't talk about this..."

"You may not care, but there are plenty of people who do."

The woman sneered and took over the conversation.

"Teacher Song, it's fine for you to help out, but her dad has angered the public. Don't end up getting yourself into trouble without succeeding in currying favor with the big boss. Let me give you one more piece of advice."

The woman raised her eyebrows with schadenfreude:

"Didn't Boss Gu force us to have no food to eat? My family doesn't rely on the small supermarket on the street for a living, but some people rely entirely on the shops on the street for a living. Today, just touching his daughter's little house caused such a scene. I think, the bigger things are probably still to come..."

Before she could finish, Song Nanshan stood up directly.

With a bang, he knocked over the teacup on the table.

At this moment, the man's face was no longer angry, but completely cold.

He said word by word:

"What do you mean?"

The woman was also startled, but she still managed to throw down a sentence, "Just wait and see."

Then she slung her bag over her shoulder with one hand and directly pulled Li Yipeng away with the other.

It was not until the woman's back was far away that Zhang Shutong helped to close the door.

Only then did Song Nanshan slam his fist on the table and throw himself into his office chair.

The master and disciple were in no mood to talk.

One was choked with anger, while the other was thinking about the meaning of the woman's words.

Who was that person?

Or was it a group of people?

Until the faint smell of smoke drifted into Zhang Shutong's nostrils.

He looked back and saw that Old Song was smoking sullenly in his seat, regardless of the fact that someone was there.

It was not until the cigarette butt was about to fall that he forced a smile and waved at Zhang Shutong:

"What are you frowning for? You're just a little brat. When there are adults around, it's not your turn to worry about these things. Alright, your curiosity has been satisfied. Go back to class."

Zhang Shutong was unmoved:

"What did his mother mean?"

"The monkey reigns supreme when the tiger is away from the mountain."

Song Nanshan sneered.

"Isn't it just because Gu Qiumian's dad has been away for a few days? If he were really standing here in person, I wonder if they would dare to let out a fart."

Speaking of which, Zhang Shutong had never actually seen Gu's father.

The only interaction he had was probably hearing his voice when he was in school.

In his impression, he was even a bit refined.

"What about the commercial street?"

Zhang Shutong inquired again.

"It's probably about the demolition negotiations again recently. This time, Gu Qiumian's dad pressed the price low, and some people were reluctant, but if they don't agree now, it will only be lower in the future, so it's said that it angered the public."

Speaking of which, Song Nanshan threw up his hands.

"But you and I are both from out of town, and we don't have any close relatives here, so we don't know any more than that."

Old Song, on the other hand, started talking:

"Let's go, don't stay here and be sullen. I'll take you to eat. What do you want to eat for lunch?"

As he spoke, he was about to take the student to skip school.

But Zhang Shutong shook his head and refused.

He still had a bunch of things to investigate here.

How could he be in the mood to run out to eat?

"You're a very competent guardian of the flower. I see that the girl is very moved."

In fact, Gu Qiumian had already come once before Li Yipeng's mother arrived.

But Zhang Shutong didn't want to talk about this topic either.

"You have to be more proactive," Old Song got excited and started to be a life coach. "Otherwise, one of you will have a cold face and not talk, and the other will have a stern face and not be frank. Let me tell you, I've seen many examples like this, and none of them have a good ending..."

Zhang Shutong waved his hand and was about to leave.

Just as he was out the door, he heard Song Nanshan suddenly say solemnly:

"Shutong, don't leave after school this afternoon. I have something serious to discuss with you."

"Something serious?"

Zhang Shutong turned around in confusion.

"It's time you knew."

Old Song lit another cigarette and touched his stubble with a sigh.

"But it's not the time yet."

...

Time flew by to the afternoon after school.

"Not going to the base today?"

"Old Song said he has something to discuss with me. You guys go first."

"Alright then, we'll discuss the weekend's activities in the QQ group."

Zhang Shutong said goodbye to his close friends.

Only then did he realize that tomorrow was Saturday.

He had only been in school for two days since his return, and he was about to usher in the first weekend of his school days.

Ruo Ping suddenly came over:

"Don't forget about that matter."

"What?"

Here we go again... Zhang Shutong's most hated amnesia session.

He really couldn't remember what he had promised eight years ago.

"Du Kang's birthday, next Monday. Don't forget, the three of us have to prepare for it. He doesn't say it on the surface, but he's secretly paying attention..."

Zhang Shutong nodded in sudden realization.

It seemed that was indeed the case.

He remembered talking to Du Kang at the funeral.

The reason he remembered the date of Gu Qiumian's death so accurately was because it coincided with his own birthday.

He said it was no problem and watched the three of them walk away laughing and talking.

Time was running out.

Zhang Shutong planned to go to the commercial street after listening to what "important" matter his form teacher had to say.

What he couldn't figure out was what that important matter was.

It was rare to see Old Song so solemn.

So he wasn't riding his bike now, but had come to the school gate.

The steam from the bun shop at the school gate was rising, but the girl who ate in small bites was no longer there.

Zhang Shutong suddenly found that he could accept this strange kind of bun.

He also planned to have his dinner here today.

So he ate the bun and waited for Old Song to come over.

After waiting for a long time, two honks suddenly sounded.

Zhang Shutong thought he was blocking the road and subconsciously turned his head, only to see a red Ford Focus parked there.

Then the driver's window rolled down:

"Get in the car quickly."

Old Song's serious face was revealed.

Zhang Shutong wanted to say, "Can't we just talk here?"

The smell of smoke in his car was too strong.

He really didn't want to get in if it wasn't something important, especially since he had things to do later.

"This isn't the place to talk. Get in and we'll talk."

Song Nanshan repeated.

Zhang Shutong had no choice but to walk over.

He was feeling that this car looked a bit familiar.

Perhaps he had ridden in it a lot in the past.

After eight years, he still had a strong sense of familiarity.

It had better be something serious.

He thought this and habitually went for the front passenger seat, but Old Song said it was not available and told him to go to the back.

He acknowledged and opened the car door, leaning down.

Speaking of which, this car was really small.

He hadn't felt it before, but now he realized his knees were hitting the front seat.

After finally squeezing himself in, when he raised his head, he found that the front passenger seat was indeed not available.

To be precise, there was a familiar person sitting there.

That person was a girl.

The girl glanced at Zhang Shutong with great displeasure and immediately turned her head away.

Zhang Shutong suddenly remembered why he felt this car was familiar.

It turned out he had just seen it yesterday.

He subconsciously looked at Old Song.

Old Song was also looking at them, grinning from ear to ear, with no trace of solemnity at all:

"I said it was something serious. Sending a girl home is very important."

Chapter 29