Soon, Jiang Xiaobai and Zhang Li came to Zhang Li's office.

Zhang Li's office is not a separate office, but a large office. At this time, students are out of class, and teachers have returned to the office to pack their things and prepare to get off work.

There were still a lot of people, but while everyone was packing their things, their eyes fell on the three children in the office.

When Jiang Xiaobai walked into the office, he also saw the scene inside the office.

My son, Jiang Langlang, was standing nearby with a little toilet paper stuffed in his nose. He obviously had a nosebleed and had some minor scratches on his face.

He was staring angrily at a chubby little boy across from him. The chubby little boy's eyes were a little black and there was a wad of toilet paper stuffed under his nose.

He probably also had a nosebleed, and he was confronting his son Jiang Langlang at this time.

Behind his son Jiang Langlang, there was a little girl dressed in pink and jade, dressed very exquisitely, with no injuries on her body, but she was sobbing.

Jiang Xiaobai took one look and knew that the cause of the incident must be related to this pretty little girl.

Beauty is a curse, in fact, some beauties have been the object of jealousy among boys since they were young, but at my son Jiang Langlang's age, he probably doesn't have the height and awareness yet.

After a quick glance, the two children could still stare at each other and didn't cry out in pain. Jiang Xiaobai knew that nothing was wrong with them.

Even if something happens, it's just a trivial matter, just a superficial injury is nothing.

After Jiang Xiaobai felt relieved, he observed the little girl behind his son. Not to mention she was really cute.

Standing behind the son, the son should not be the one who bullies men and dominates women. Of course, at this time, it is enough to say that he bullies men and women. It should be said that he is the one who bullies others.

After Jiang Xiaobai entered the office, he ignored Zhang Li and walked towards his son.

"Son." Jiang Xiaobai shouted.

Jiang Langlang looked up and saw his father coming. His face suddenly showed joy. When he was young, his father was his child's sky and the backbone of the whole family.

In the eyes of children, their father is Superman, the most powerful one.

Similarly, in Jiang Langlang's heart, he still doesn't know what is so great about his father at this age.

But in his mind, his father Jiang Xiaobai is the most powerful.

Although he is not at home usually, whenever he is at home, Jiang Langlang will pester his father, Jiang Xiaobai, to play with him.

Although sometimes my father's thoughts are partly on his sister, it doesn't matter.

Normally at home, Jiang Langlang would definitely pounce on him, but in the teacher's office, Jiang Langlang just came over and held Jiang Xiaobai's hand.

"Son, what's wrong? You have a nosebleed, why are you fighting with your classmates?" Jiang Xiaobai knelt down and touched his son's head.

I didn't pay much attention to the minor scratches on my face and the nosebleeds.

Little boys, like them, play outside all day long. This kind of injury is nothing. They might get this kind of injury even if they fall down.

But Zhang Li on the side looked at Jiang Xiaobai's understatement and became a little reluctant.

He frowned and looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Jiang Chao's father, this time the children's fight was really serious. I..."

Jiang Xiaobai interrupted Zhang Li before he finished speaking: "How serious is it?"

Zhang Li was stunned by Jiang Xiaobai's question. She didn't know what to say for a moment. She had never seen a parent like Jiang Xiaobai.

The fight has ended like this, isn't it serious enough?

Jiang Xiaobai ignored Zhang Li, pulled up an empty chair, sat down next to it, and then pulled his son over to ask.

This Zhang Li, on the way to the office just now, I saw that she was not very pleasing to the eye, and she kept shirking responsibility.

It's such a big deal, a fight between children, talking about bloodshed, and scaring people, what the hell.

"Son, tell me what's going on?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"When we were in class just now, little fat..." Jiang Langlang said and nuzzled at the little fat man beside him.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said: "You can't give people nicknames. No, you can't judge people by their appearance even if they are fat. Didn't dad teach you that?"

"No." Jiang Langlang shook his head anxiously and explained: "He is called Wang Hupang, and everyone calls him Xiaopang."

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, a little speechless, Wang Hu was fat, and there were people with this name, but thinking about it, it was normal.

The names of my sons, Jiang Langlang and Jiang Chao, would seem to be filled with some special meanings if they were placed in later generations.

"Okay, keep talking." Jiang Xiaobai said helplessly.

"In class, this little fat kid always bullied Xiaoqian, pulling Xiaoqian's pigtails with his hands, and even putting caterpillars in Xiaoqian's pencil case.

I couldn't stand it and acted bravely, so I said a few words to Fatty, and then Fatty hit me first, and I fought back."

Jiang Langlang said in a sweet voice, and puffed out his chest, looking like I dared to do something.

Jiang Xiaobai knew who this Xiaoqian was without even thinking. She must be the pretty little girl.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Langlang finished speaking, the little girl on the side spoke: "Uncle, you don't need to blame Langlang, it was the little fat boy who bullied me."

"Okay, no weird, no weird," Jiang Xiaobai smiled and nodded.

"But Langlang, no matter what, fighting is definitely wrong, not to mention injuring a classmate..."

Before Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, Zhang Li on the side spoke again: "That's right, no matter why, fighting is wrong. Not to mention injuring a classmate.

Children can be ignorant, but you parents must have a correct understanding and guide your children on the right path..."

The more Jiang Xiaobai listened to Zhang Li's words, the more he felt that he was not a good person. Why did he criticize me while talking? What did I do?

However, Jiang Xiaobai was not in the mood to argue with a teacher. If he had time another day, he could just talk to the principal of the school.

Jiang Xiaobai believes that it is not difficult to change Jiang Langlang's class to a new head teacher. The principal of the school should be able to give him this face.

Otherwise, if you teach by words and deeds and follow a teacher who makes a fuss out of molehills, ignores right and wrong, and shirks responsibilities, what good results will be achieved in the end?

As for changing Jiang Langlang's class, although it is easier, Jiang Langlang came to Shanghai and was not familiar with the place. He finally became familiar with this class. If he changes the class again, it will take time to adapt, which is not good for the child's physical and mental well-being.
Chapter completed!