Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "Teacher Zhang, I want to tell you something."

　　 Zhang Xushao looked up and saw an unknown student standing across the table in front of him.

"what's the situation?"

　　 "A student from your sports school beat my classmate, you have to solve it."

　　 Zhang Xushao frowned: "I hit your classmate? Which school do you come from?"

　　 "Jiangwei School."

　　 "Where is your teacher?"

　　 "Our teacher is leading students to participate in the competition." Wan Feng said this is a lie, he has not had time to tell the teacher.

　　 "Look at me being so busy now, I can't manage this matter."

　　 Wan Feng, whose expression was still calm at first, frowned immediately. Is this really human? You can't control you when you are busy?

　　 "Ms. Zhang! I think your attitude is very problematic. Is this the attitude a teacher should have?"

　　 Zhang Xushao originally thought that the opponent would be dismissed in a few words. Fighting between sports school students is simply commonplace. He is almost not restrained at all. In his words, how can people who engage in sports succeed without ignition.

　　 But now a primary school student even questioned him.

　　 Zhang Xushao looked unhappy and said: "What's wrong with my attitude? There is such a big mess here, can I just throw it away and deal with your little things?"

　　 trivial matter? He dare to say that this is a trivial matter.

"Your student robbed my classmate's property and then beat him. You said it was a trivial matter? Okay! You said you don't care? Then I go to the police station to report the case. I don't believe in the police and don't care." Wan Feng turned his head. Just go.

　　 He still doesn't believe it, is this a robbery? If it counts as a big deal! If you don't count the robbery of the police, you can't deal with these students, but you can still criticize and educate the disgusting and disgusting sports school. He doesn't believe that the Warrior Middle School has no reputation.

Zhang Xushao heard about the robbery and then Wan Feng was going to call the police and couldn’t sit still. The students in the sports school really caused a lot of trouble outside. The local police station has been educated several times. If things get worse, Maybe some go to the juvenile control office.

　　 Zhang Xushao quickly stood up and caught up with Wanfeng in a few steps: "I'll see what's going on."

When the incident occurred, Wan Feng pointed to Jiang Jun who was still working on the ground and said: "My classmate is selling popsicles. Your student took my classmate’s more than ten popsicles and refused to pay. My classmate was beaten when he asked for money. I think Do you know if this is a sports school or a bandit den?"

　　 Wanfeng put a big hat on when he came up. If I don’t tell Lao Tzu, I’m not going to end today. Don’t take beanbags as dry food. The village head is not a cadre.

　　 "Ah! This classmate sells popsicles? The school is not allowed to sell things, especially students..."

　　 "Mr. Zhang! Don't interrupt, okay? It's not a question of whether you can sell things on campus. Now it's a matter of beating people without paying for food. Is this a robbery? Don't useless divert your attention."

　　 Wanfeng didn't show Zhang Xushao a bit of face, and he didn't have a door to think about him.

　　 Zhang Xushao thought for a while, if this kid insists on the robbery, this matter is really a bit troublesome.

　　 "Then what do you want to do?"

　　 "What I mean is very simple. The student who beat me apologized to my classmate, and then covered all his material and spiritual losses. This matter can be exposed."

　　 Wanfeng’s request is actually really simple. It’s okay to hit someone and apologize, right? Compensation for lost items is also justified.

　　 He didn't plan to make a big noise either, he was just to ask for an explanation at home.

　　 Now the ball is in front of Zhang Xushao, it's up to him how to solve it.

"In fact, this is the case. Several students in the sports school originally gave money, but the popsicle seller couldn't get the change. Several people in the sports school said that they would go back to the dormitory and give him the change. But this student said no, both of you He quarreled a few words with a word, and I didn’t do anything, I can testify."

　　 At this time, someone suddenly said something like this.

　　 Wanfeng glanced intently, and he turned out to be the second child of the pig.

　　What a bastard, why are you taking Lao Tzu's six popsicles and I will recognize it. At this time, you came out again to give a false certificate. I really thought I was a kid at home, so fooled!

　　 "What you said is true?" Wan Feng asked blankly.

　　 Pig's second child stared, "I said it was true."

　　 What you say is true, you think I'm an idiot!

　　 Wanfeng's gaze turned to the few sports school students: "Is what he said is true?"

　　 The little flat head still looks arrogant: "Of course it's true."

　　 "Very good, the method to prove the true and false is very simple, take out your big bill that you can't find the change."

　　 The students from the sports school did not know if they had any big tickets, so naturally they couldn't get them out.

　　 "Can't get it out? Then it proves that you are lying. Then there are only two ways. One is to apologize and cover the loss. Today's matter is over, and the other is to report the case to the police station and let the police solve it."

　　 Zhang Xushao thought for a while and said to the people in those sports schools: "I used to apologize to others~www.ltnovel.com~ and then see how much money I lost to them."

　　 Several of your students twisted their bodies and were unwilling, but they still apologized in front of Jiang Jun.

　　 The next step is to count the losses.

　　 Seventeen popsicles that fell on the ground and melted, plus the few students who ate ten popsicles, a total of 27 popsicles, 50 cents and four cents.

　　 "Plus the mental loss suffered by my classmates, you have to cover one dollar in compensation."

　　 Isn’t this a blackmail? After all, Jiang Jun is only fourteen or five years old. If there is any psychological shadow, the problem of depression or something will be serious.

　　 Although people in the 1980s didn’t even know what depression was.

　　A few sports school students stared at each other, obviously they couldn't make up a dollar.

　　 "You don't even have a dollar? If you don't have any money, what kind of energy do you use to develop martial arts every day." Wan Feng sarcastically sarcastically.

　　 In the end, Zhang Xushao took out his wallet from his pocket and compensated Jiang Jun for the loss.

　　 Zhang Xushao still has something to do. After paying the money, he gave Wan Feng a gloomy look and hurried away.

　　 The little Pingtou of the sports school saw that the matter was over, and looked at Wan Feng with a nasty look: "Boy, what's your name?"

　　 Wanfeng tilted his head and looked at Xiao Pingtou: "What are you doing! Want to retaliate against me for beating me? You touch me and I lie on the ground, you have to lose money, do you have money?"

　　 At the mention of Qian Xiaoping, he was short of breath.

"You have no money? What war do you fight if you have no money? Remember that when you meet me again, you just want to beat me and get the money ready. Don’t mess with me if you don’t have money, you can’t afford it. , Get up and let's go."

　　 Jiangjun stood up from the ground and drew the scattered popsicles.

　　 These popsicles have already softened, and it is impossible to sell them, but it is okay to peel off the paper clothes on the outside and make do with it.