Chapter 10: Who was hit?

Qiao Yimin used a lot of force before he started. If she was not young, she was not beaten. At that time, she was afraid that she could not bear it. At the two days of her stay, she did not do anything to make this face. Let the school teacher see clearly.
And in the space, the pain on the body will be light, but the physical injury is maintained, so it is so eye-catching.
"Teacher, I was stopped by a group of little gangsters when I left school on Friday night. The few people around me didn't let me go. I deliberately pretended to be a familiar look. Later I told me to go to the small alley. Fortunately, there was a policeman. Uncle passed by, or I really don't know what will happen, but this is my bad luck being looked at. I don't blame anyone except those little gangsters, but I don't know who is rumored at school. Say I am hooked up with a bunch of gangs..."
"The wound on your face was hit by those people?" Jin asked, frowning.
This injury is not light, it is two or three days, not only red and swollen, but also some bruises, it can be seen how many people who started.
"Not... those people scared me at the time, and finally I fainted... This hurts..." Jing Yunzhao showed a bit of grief on his face and continued: "It was my father who played..."
As the saying goes, the teacher present at the scene suddenly took a breath.
Jing Yunzhao is the best student in this middle school. Her family is also very concerned. All teachers know that she has a stepfather named Qiao Yumin!
If it is a biological father, how can it be such a heavy hand? !
Teacher Jin suddenly stood up: "He played? Why did he hit you? Jing Yunzhao, you have to talk to the teacher, what is going on, is it because you made something wrong and made your father angry?"
"There is nothing, it is the reason for a bowl of porridge. The porridge is cold. I am afraid that my stomach will be uncomfortable after drinking. It will affect the exam today, so it is hot. My dad is angry and slaps me, let me put it. The bowl of porridge is clean." Jing Yunzhao casually, as if this incident was only a trivial matter in her eyes.
It is different in the ears of several teachers.
How can I make the elders drink the porridge of the younger generation? Is this Jing Yunzhao treated at home so badly? Can you even drink hot porridge?
"That... Jing, Jing Yunzhao... Does your mother stop him? And your brothers and sisters..." Jin asked half-heartedly.
Jing Yunzhao sucked his nose. "My mother is not good, she can't manage so much, and it's such a small thing. Drinking a bowl of porridge will not kill people. Even if my mother knows it, I won't say more... ...Golder teacher, I am used to things at home, but it doesn't matter, that is, those who are confused... I don't want to have another similar thing happening next time, can the school help me with the police?"
She is only fifteen years old this year. Apart from the family, the nature that can be relied on is the school. If she is stupid, she will raise her head and call the police. In the end, it will only make people laugh again.
Looking at the light shining in Jing Yunzhao’s eyes, Jin’s heart trembled.
The child has never spoken in school, and she doesn't know what the reason is. The students have a lot of arguments about her, mostly saying that she is proud of her character.
The strange thing is that the teachers in the school like her very much.
Quiet, hard, and never seen who she really bullied or despised, if not good grades, I am afraid that people will not feel the sense of existence.
"You can rest assured that the school will not sit idly by and ignore such a big thing. You will go back to prepare for the exam. I will study it with the director. It must be an alarm. The same thing can never happen again!"