Chapter 7 Are you scared?

At this moment, the principal suddenly felt two burning gazes shot from behind, which were full of sarcasm, as if he was disdainful of the tricks he was playing with. He stumbled for a moment, feeling a little lacking in confidence.

He was so guilty that he was shocked and quickly muttered in his heart: "Don't be afraid or afraid, 'If jade is not carved, it will not be a weapon'; 'If you are about to give it, you will take it first'; 'If God is going to give a great responsibility to this man, you will first work hard and starve his body'... If you don't hit him, how can you let him dance on my baton? This is normal, I play according to common sense."

Standing opposite him, An Feng's mother looked frightened and did not see An Feng's aggressive and angry eyes behind the principal. In fact, the principal did not meet this gaze, but felt a strange atmosphere coming from behind, and the surroundings seemed to suddenly become silent. He cheered himself up repeatedly, but after all, he felt that the opportunity was rare. It was a bit too much to continue bluffing to hit the mother and son. The muscles on his face relaxed and he changed his face to a kind and polite look.

An Feng's mother was so panicked that she timidly begged: "Principal, this disease can be cured. Dr. Zhou said that as long as two or three courses of treatment, the child's emotions can be stable. Before he goes abroad, the child will definitely make progress..."

The eyes behind him became more and more angry. The principal couldn't pretend anymore and said, "Okay, since that's the case, you can take this child back first. An Feng's mother, don't panic. Our school is also very concerned about the growth of the child. We can retain his student status for him and give her full service as usual, but..."

The mother nodded and bowed: "Principal, please say whatever you have to ask."

"But you also have to cooperate with the school..." The principal dragged his voice.

The mother quickly stated: "I will cooperate, I will cooperate."

"There will be a math Olympiad competition next week," the principal said with a look of graciousness, "We will report the child's name, and you remind the child to take the exam well. If the child can win the award, then don't say anything. In the future, you will treat the child slowly. We will not require him to attend every class. As long as he can take all the exams and competitions, we will be sure to be on call if there is anything, and we will acquiesce. Otherwise..."

"No problem, we must cooperate with the school," my mother agreed repeatedly.

The principal's shoulders drooped and said in a lengthened voice: "It's not easy for schools. The Education Bureau has regulations. We cannot indulge students to openly despise teachers in class. In addition, if students miss classes every semester, we have to persuade them to leave. Now that the school is open, parents should also understand..."

Next, the garbage time entered. The principal beat An Feng's mother softly and hard, asking An Feng's mother to agree to the school's arrangements and publicize it according to the school's caliber... This, since An Feng has decided to go out, why are he competing with the principal for trivial matters?

An Feng continued to wander around, waiting for his mother to arrange the school affairs, and led him out of the school with great gratitude. On the way home, An Feng slowly spoke: "Mom, you always ask for leave and you will be deducted your salary."

An Feng's mother sighed deeply.

An Feng was silent for a moment, and said in a stubborn and focused tone of an autistic patient: "I will go by myself tomorrow, and I will go by myself. Don't ask for leave."

Speaking of which, for An Feng's mother, things are going very well today - the child was diagnosed, Dr. Zhou promised treatment, the school agreed to compromise, and the child's school status was saved... After an afternoon of tension, the mother's heart fell to the ground and was in a particularly good mood. She even asked An Feng for her.

Speaking of which, this requirement is not an exaggeration. An Feng has been very independent since childhood: he can go out to the streets to play soy sauce at the age of four, and at the age of five, he can go to nearby parks to play (actually exercise), and after playing, he can find his way home by himself - in this era, children are basically free from raising their families.

Thinking that Dr. Zhou did not allow his parents to enter the clinic during treatment, even though he went there, he just sat in the corridor in a daze. Mom sighed: "Okay, I'm not working normally recently. I'm about to get a salary increase again. If you ask for leave again... you can't let others give me some advice. You can go by yourself, remember to go and go back quickly."

I remember that An Feng was in the crowd of children since childhood and never suffered any losses. Other children went out and rolled home with mud. An Feng went out clean and clean when he came back. Other children often complained to their parents, but their mothers didn't remember that there were children coming to the house to complain. Overall, An Feng was a very quiet and worry-free child. It seems that it is not a big problem for such a child to take the bus to the hospital by himself. Since childhood, is there little he has done by himself?

After thinking about this, my mother no longer insisted, but just casually reminded me of the things I thought of. When An Feng heard this level of nagging, he neither resisted nor resisted, and quietly followed his mother home.

The busy day finally passed, and my mother began to eagerly go to the unit to show her face. Seeing that the courtyard was right in front of me, An Feng urged her mother: "Mom, don't worry about me. I saw the courtyard gate, I will go home by myself. You can go."

At this moment, her mother did not insist and rushed to the office building without raising her head. An Feng continued to maintain her original pace, wandering alone, heading towards the family building.

The unit compound in the 1990s still retains traces from more than ten years ago. The entire unit compound is a small society, with office buildings, medical offices, kindergartens, dormitories, family buildings, bathhouses, boiler rooms, etc. all distributed in the compound. Thousands of people in the entire compound are completely self-sufficient when closed.

My mother's office building is at the front end of the courtyard, the building is facing the street and the road, and the family area is at the back end of the courtyard.

It's almost time to get off work. There are children in the kindergarten. Except for special advice, there is no need for adults to pick them up. The children who go home together make the yard chirp and play various games in groups. When they see An Feng walking leisurely alone, they are quietly walking through the yard, and a child is coming to say hello - that must be An Feng's younger brother and his group.

Some children also hid when they saw An Feng - An Feng knew that these people must have provoked their younger brother today.

Sure enough, when I heard the revelation from my companion, my younger brother led a group of people to come and complained aggrievedly: "Brother, Jiang Wazi robbed me of stamps and asked someone to beat me. But, I won't let me complain to you, saying that I want to complain to you, and that you are not at home at school, they will see me hit me once. Brother, Jiang Wazi often skips school."

This younger brother is two years younger than An Feng and is named Anyang.

When An Feng was not in school, no one dared to provoke Anyang in the entire compound because although An Feng was "autumed", he was the well-deserved child king in the compound. After An Feng went to school, someone tentatively bullied Anyang. As long as this bullying was not excessive, An Feng let An Yang solve it himself - everyone needs to grow up on their own, and everyone has their own path. An Feng doesn't want to protect his younger brother too much, which makes his younger brother arrogant, become ignorant, and will not get along with his peers normally.

This younger brother loves to collect stamps... Well, this habit was induced by An Feng.

As the secretary's secretary, my mother had enough letters. When I was very young, An Feng induced me to go to my mother's department together and collected many used envelopes. Then, An Feng took my brother to the philatelic market... After the stamps collected by myself were sold, I sold popsicles in exchange for money. Xiao Anyang, who could make money at the age of three, was praised by his mother for the first time. Of course, he completely forgot his brother's induction and directly treated this as his own.

This is the first time that Xiao Anyang surpassed his brother. It is said that when his brother was three years old, he didn't know how to make money. Anyang, who was oppressed by his brother in the shadows since he was a child, has since exploded with great enthusiasm for philatelic collection. After that, Xiao Anyang's favorite thing to do is to take extra envelopes around the yard and find someone to exchange envelopes with each other.

Therefore, the unit's communication room is his favorite place to wait. If someone receives a stamp that he does not have on the letter, he will rub it hard until he gets the stamp.

However, Anyang did not know that with the unlimited printing of stamps in recent years, the philatelic craze is gradually cooling down, and newly issued stamps have become worthless. After being stamped, they are almost like garbage. In the philatelic market, postal merchants are clamoring for how much new stamps are worth. If you really take out the stamp, no one will buy it. And what he wants to sell to you may be stamps imitated by a private printing factory.

Anyang is too small and needs his brother to accompany him to the philatelic market. However, after An Feng developed the habit of philatelic collection in Anyang, he basically did not take him to the philatelic market, so Anyang's exchange requirements in the courtyard were basically realized. This made Xiao Anyang feel very accomplished, but he didn't know that this thing was worthless.

As time went by, Xiao Anyang had more and more collections, but except for the old stamps that An Feng helped collect when he first started collecting stamps, the rest...the rest was not valuable, Anyang didn't know. He just slept at home every day and heard in the newspaper that a stamp was particularly valuable. Fortunately, he had it, so the child became more and more enthusiastic about collecting stamps. Whoever touched his stamps would be the root of his life.

In this family, the father of the child is not at home all year round, the mother raises a few children alone, the sister is a girl, and the grandmother is old, so the mother is used to shy her head when encountering things, and is used to calming down and making peace the most important. Then, the only place where Xiao Anyang can complain is the elder brother.

Fortunately, this brother has always been a supporter of Xiao Anyang. He can always get all kinds of satisfaction when complaining to him.

Now, An Feng reached out to touch Xiao Anyang's head, and there was a clear anger in his tone: "Yangyang, why can't you grow up? Even Jiang Wazi's stupid guy can't beat him. What should you do when I leave?"

In Xiao Anyang's head, the brother said "I'm leaving", which meant that he stayed alone in the courtyard after he went to school. He quickly defended: "Brother, it's not my fault. Jiang Wazi's brothers are three. We were originally playing together. If Jiang Wazi didn't find help, we could beat Jiang Wazi so hard that we couldn't find Bei. Brother, don't you know who Jiang Wazi is? This time he stayed in the 'big doll', taller than you and his arms are thicker than you. I heard that he was in the first grade of junior high school, so we couldn't beat him, so we had to let him snatch it."

This reason is too sufficient.

"Not bad, not bad," An Feng patted Anyang's head and praised him.

This younger brother seems arrogant, but in fact he is quite timid.

"I know 'I can't afford to mess with you, I can afford to hide', Yangyang, you have finally made progress," An Feng praised him without hesitation.

Nowadays, it is easier for timids to survive.

An Feng hopes that after he leaves, his younger brother who has lived under his protection since childhood can know how to avoid danger, not blindly provoke those forces that cannot be provoked, and then grow up smoothly. That's enough.

In the upcoming era of fighting for fathers, it is best for us, people who don’t have good fathers, to become less eye-catching and neglected like ants. Humbleness is the way to save lives.

"Kesu, Kesu, stamps, brother, that's Zhang Xianhe stamps. I finally finished the set..." Xiao Anyang felt very wronged.

"Don't worry, my brother, I just taught you that 'can't afford to mess with you, can afford to hide'. Now I'll teach you that 'bullying others with power'. A small person should know to find a backer. When a backer comes, he will bully others with power - see how I bully him, what about people?" An Feng shouted with confidence.

Xiao Anyang was excited: "I'm here, I didn't run away. Brother, Jiang Wazi said that he would teach you a lesson this time so that you can know who the boss of the yard is. The first-year junior high school doll is here, and they are waiting for you."

My brother’s trust in his brother is blind. Since he was young, he has never lost in a fight... Of course, he ran away when he was about to lose, and no one caught up with An Feng.

However, the three brothers of Jiang Wazi never made things difficult for their brother. Once, the brother beat three of them by one, and they were stunned and didn't let them take advantage of them. In the end, they had to find "foreign aid". But if one foreign aid comes, hehe, everyone understands it. If a foreign aid comes a group... then the brother will lead everyone to run away first and then find another way to cheat people. But this time, there is only one person!

Hehe, there is a good show to watch.

The person who came to find fault did not want to hide from An Feng. My younger brother Anyang was still introducing the situation to An Feng. On the other side of the yard, Jiang Wazi and the three brothers led the tall and strong helper to find the target and walked over foolishly. The helper was tall and strong, as the younger brother described, and was very burly. Of course, his attitude was extremely arrogant.

"Foreign aid" raised his chin very high, looked at people with the corners of his eyes, and introduced himself arrogantly: "You are the An Feng, right? I have heard of it! I heard that you can do addition and subtraction within 100 at the age of two, and you can carry a bottle to make soy sauce at the age of three, and cook milk to change diapers for your brother... I also heard that you are very good at fighting. What skills do you learn? Who is your master?"

An Feng looked a little confused and looked stupid, and asked, "Do you still need to become a disciple when fighting? What a simple thing to do when fighting? Who is your master?"
Chapter completed!