Quick Wear: Reversing Life

[Ding——The mission world is loading——]

[The mission world has been released, and the client information is being released——]

The client, Wenxiu, dropped out of high school and became pregnant while working. Her child, born with a congenital health condition, suffered from poor health. To support her child, Wenxiu stopped breastfeeding early, worked three jobs, and left the child in the care of a neighbor during the day.

As her son Wenjin grew older, Wenxiu noticed he was too quiet and reserved. Wenjin had always been quiet and well-behaved, but one day after kindergarten, a teacher told her he seemed to have autism. He wouldn't communicate with anyone and his behavior was erratic.

Language impairment, social interaction difficulties, narrow interests and stereotyped behavior patterns seem to be consistent with the symptoms described in autism.

The kindergarten teacher suggested that Wenxiu send her child for treatment, but Wenxiu worked three jobs every day and could only afford to send her child to an ordinary kindergarten, leaving her with no money for treatment.

Wenxiu also always believed that the child was just young and had a dull personality, and did not have a mental illness.

So it was not until Wen Jin started elementary school that the head teacher explained to Wen Xiu one month after Wen Jin enrolled that the child's situation was not suitable for attending a normal elementary school.

Faced with this situation, Wenxiu begged desperately, and the teacher had no choice but to agree because the child was relatively quiet.

However, one day Wen Jin had a conflict with a classmate and injured him. The parents made a big fuss and the teacher did not dare to keep the child in the class.

Wenxiu had no choice but to send the child to a school for the disabled.

In a school for the disabled, Wen Jin was bullied because of his personality problems. Finally, he was pushed down by a deaf-mute classmate while snatching a watermelon, and his head hit a nail, causing him to bleed to death.

Wenxiu regretted her actions, believing her child's poor health, illness, and death were all her fault. Ultimately, she became depressed and died of breast cancer at a young age.

The client hopes that her son can avoid the outcome of death and grow up healthily, and it would be best if the child's mental illness can be cured.

"System, are you deliberately giving me the task of taking care of children?" Xi Shi was a little confused.

In the previous mission world, my son was already that big, but this time I really have to raise him from a young age.

【Host, the mission is random.】

When she was dropped into the mission world, Wenxiu was washing dishes in the kitchen of a restaurant. It was midsummer and all the fans were requisitioned by the kitchen.

The clothes on the back were already soaked with sweat, and the hair on his forehead was all stuck to his face.

After absorbing the original owner's memories, she felt a little dizzy and her memories of the previous world gradually became vague.

Wenxiu stood up and raised her arm to wipe the sweat from her cheek. At this moment, the cell phone in her trouser pocket suddenly vibrated. Wenxiu quickly took off her latex gloves. Her hands were white and wrinkled due to sweat, and emitted a strange smell.

I took out my phone, which was a very old smartphone. Half of the screen was broken and the touch screen was not very sensitive.

After swiping several times with my fingers, I finally answered the call. It was the life teacher at Wenjin Kindergarten.

"Is that Wen Jin's mom? Is it convenient for you to come to school now?"

My son Wenjin had a conflict with his classmates at school.

When the soul of the tasker is placed into the body of the client, it will be affected by the body's natural physiological reactions because it is still in the integration stage.

At this time, Wenxiu could feel that she was very anxious. She hung up the phone, and the food preparer next to her told her that the boss's wife was keeping accounts at the front desk.

Wenxiu found the boss's wife and asked for leave.

The proprietress was a plump woman. Business had been good in the past few days, and she was in a good mood. Knowing that it was not easy for Wenxiu to raise a child alone, she agreed and gave Wenxiu half a day off.

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Wenxiu rushed to the kindergarten. There were quite a few people standing in the teacher's office. From outside, she could hear the sobbing of children, the dissatisfied complaints of parents, and the comforting voices of teachers.

As soon as I walked into the office, I saw a woman rushing up to me and scolding me: "How did you teach your son? He has no manners at all!"

The woman was wearing a colorful dress, had a head of curly hair, open-toed high heels, and had heavy makeup on her face, giving her a fierce look.

"Look at the beating I gave my son. His forehead is swollen! If anything happens to my son, can you afford to compensate him?"

The life teacher was a young woman who had just finished her internship and was not good at handling such matters. She tried to pull the boy's parents away, but was waved away by the woman.

"Xiongjie's mother, please calm down for a moment——"

"What are you talking about calming down? Look at the huge bump my son has!" the woman yelled angrily, "How can you be a teacher?"

Wenxiu didn't answer. She looked around and found her son in the corner.

Wen Jin stood quietly in the corner of the crowd, without saying a word, with no expression on his face. He looked out the window, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

"Wen Jin."

Wenxiu called him, but Wenjin didn't even look back at him.

The woman continued to scold her in her ear: "What's wrong with your son? How did you raise him? He has no manners at all."

Wenxiu turned her head and glanced at the woman.

The woman was stunned for a moment by this look, and after coming to her senses, she looked her up and down.

His hair was wet and messy, his clothes were dusty, and his trouser legs were covered with unknown stains.

The woman sneered: "It seems like the son is like the mother."

Wenxiu didn't bother to pay attention to her. She looked at the life teacher and said coldly, "Check the surveillance. I want to see the whole process."

The life teacher was embarrassed: "You should ask Teacher Strawberry about this."

Teacher Strawberry is the class teacher, and she needs to go to the security department to apply.

The parent of the beaten child sneered at this and said, "What's there to check? Did my son get that bump on himself?"

"My son said it was your son who pushed him! Why don't you go ask your son what's wrong with him?" Then he looked at the teacher next to him and said, "What's wrong with your kindergarten? You accept everyone. My son told me a long time ago that they have an abnormal child!"

"Abnormal children shouldn't go to normal schools!"

Wenxiu stood aside and insisted on watching the surveillance video.

The life teacher had no choice but to contact Strawberry. The homeroom teacher was out with the teaching staff today doing research and rushed back after hearing the news.

The woman still spoke in a bad tone when she saw the head teacher: "Teacher Strawberry, what's wrong with your class? Either transfer my son or her son."

“There are all kinds of people.”

Teacher Strawberry calmed the parents down while contacting the Security Department.

"I'm really sorry, Xiongjie's mother. Wenjin is a little different from normal children, but he is usually very quiet and well-behaved." said the head teacher.

"Yes, children don't know how hard to use their hands, and they may be careless if they use too much force," said the life teacher.

"It's normal for children at this age to fight and bump into things. Let's take Xiongjie to the hospital for a check-up first," said the head teacher.

Wenxiu glanced at the head teacher and said coldly, "What do you mean by different from normal children?"

The head teacher didn't expect Wenxiu's bad tone and was choked up, thinking to himself, don't you know what your own child is like?

The security department quickly checked the surveillance footage, which showed that Li Xiongjie had been harassing Wen Jin during recess. When he found that Wen Jin did not respond, he kept hitting Wen Jin on the head with a notebook. Wen Jin did not react at first, but as he continued to be hit, he seemed to feel pain, so he reached out and pushed Li Xiongjie away. Li Xiongjie lost his balance and fell, hitting his forehead.

The office was quiet.

Wenxiu still had no expression. She looked at the woman coldly and said in a light tone: "It seems that your family is the one without family education."

The woman suddenly felt like a chicken with its throat pinched.

Wenxiu looked at Li Xiongjie who was hiding aside. Li Xiongjie was crying and was still sobbing. When he saw Wenxiu's look, he shrank back in fear and closed his mouth.

When the woman saw this scene, she became even more furious.

Wen Xiu pulled Wen Jin to her side, glanced at Li Xiongjie, who was almost a head taller than Wen Jin, and then looked at Li Xiongjie's mother and said, "Your son got this bump on his head because of himself. Since he asked for it, let's settle the score for your son hitting my son."

"You all saw it. Your son hit my son on the head eight times with a notebook. I think adults all know how painful it is to be hit by the coils of this notebook. You also said that children don't care about the severity of their blows. In that case, please compensate for the medical expenses and mental damages."

"you--"

Wenxiu glanced at the red mark the size of a fingernail on Li Xiongjie's forehead and said calmly, "Even if your son was accidentally injured, the medical expenses will be deducted from your compensation, but you still have to pay me 10,000 yuan."

"What?! Ten thousand! You're trying to extort money! No way!"

"You just said that a head injury is more serious. Your son only bumped into something once, but my son was hit eight times." Wen Xiu said coldly, "Don't want to pay? That's fine. Then let my son return seven hits to your son, and we'll even it out."

Seeing the woman staring at her without saying anything, Wenxiu gently pushed Wenjin and said, "Wenjin, go hit him seven times."

"You!" the woman yelled, "I'll pay for it!"

The woman was furious. She pulled her phone out of her bag and cursed, "If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked!"

Wenxiu held Wenjin's hand and said to the head teacher beside her, "You saw the surveillance video. When my son was beaten, there was a teacher in the classroom, but she didn't stop it."

"I don't think your school is right for my son. Your so-called school philosophy seems to be just talk. In that case, then I'll just drop out. The semester is almost over anyway."

"Oh, right, this matter is also the fault of the school and the teacher. Li Xiongjie dared to bully my son in front of the teacher, which proves that this is not the first time he has done this, and it is enough to prove the teacher's inaction. You have three days to give me a compensation plan, otherwise I will report it to the relevant authorities. If you dare to delete the surveillance content, I have plenty of ways to make your kindergarten closed down. I'm leaving it at that, believe it or not."

After Wenxiu finished speaking, she took Wen Jin's hand and walked out of the office.

After leaving the house, I could still hear the woman inside cursing, "Are you an idiot? You hit him on the head? Ten thousand dollars is just a waste!"