country bumpkin

Although Kong Xiujuan felt a little sorry for him, she still stubbornly said, "It's okay, just apply some medicine."

Yunya's eyes were full of tears, looking aggrieved. She was very sad, thinking that no one cared about her, no one was concerned about her. They were all not as good as her grandmother. If it were her grandmother, she would definitely feel sorry for her.

Yu Huimin couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she went over to Yun Ya and said, "Yun Ya, let me apply some medicine for you. Once Fei Fei has the medicine, she won't feel any pain anymore, and you'll feel better too."

Yunya said gratefully, "Okay, sister-in-law, thank you."

Kong Xiujuan felt a little embarrassed and stood there watching Yu Huimin apply purple-blue water to Yunya to reduce inflammation.

After applying the purple-blue water, Yunya felt the burning pain lessen a bit, and it felt a little cool; at least it didn't hurt as much anymore.

Yu Huimin took the medicine home, and Sun Fei followed her home to do her homework. Yun Ya returned to her room to continue her homework.

When Kong Xiujuan called her out to eat after she had finished cooking, she had already finished her homework.

He was sullen and quiet while we were eating, not saying a word, just focusing on his food.

Kong Xiujuan felt a little uncomfortable, realizing she had been a bit cold to the child. She thought the child was emotionally unstable and she should have comforted her.

Kong Xiujuan wanted to put a piece of meat in her bowl, but she kept her head down, covering the bowl with her entire head, and no matter how she tried, she couldn't put it down.

So she gave up the idea and could only eat by herself. While eating, Sun Limei even joked that Yunya was stupid and had poor grades.

Yun Ya felt even worse, but her temper didn't lessen. She glared at her sister and shouted, "You're not much better at studying either, humph!"

After shouting, I felt a release of the pent-up frustration in my chest, and I felt much better.

After the family finished eating, those who needed to do their homework continued doing it, and those who wanted to watch TV watched it.

Yunya ran to the apartment across the hall to find Sun Fei again. When Yu Huimin saw Yunya arrive, she said warmly, "Yunya, does your head still hurt? I don't see you have any medicine at home. Come to my house with Feifei after school tomorrow at noon, and I'll apply some medicine for you. It will be better in a few days."

Yunya looked at her gratefully and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. We really don't have any medicine at home."

Sun Fei walked over and pulled Yun Ya to her bedroom. Soon after, the laughter of the two children could be heard.

I thought my days at school would be normal, but a few days later, Yunya got injured again.

This time it was her Chinese teacher. They were both long-time residents on the same street. This teacher's home was at the northernmost part of Kong Xiujuan's current address.

The Chinese language teacher, Tian Bilian, was the mother of Teacher Jiang from the kindergarten, who had taught Sun Limei. They were from the same neighborhood, so the adults all knew each other.

This time, Yunya got a zero on all the dictation questions. Her Chinese teacher, Tian Bilian, was very angry, so she took a red pen and drew a bright red zero on Yunya's face.

She also viciously insulted Yunya, saying, "This is your grade. Let the whole class know that you got zero."

Yunya cried as she endured the humiliation and pain. Red pen ink mixed with blood stained her right cheek, a horrifying sight.

The sizzling pain was unsettling; it was unclear whether it was from the harmful substances in the ink corroding the wound or from the wound itself. Yunya was now crying her eyes out.

After school, Yunya cried all the way home. Kong Xiujuan was furious when she saw the terrible state of Yunya's face.

Forgetting her usual reserve, she dragged Yunya to the school to confront the Chinese teacher.

As she approached the gate, Yu Huimin was waiting for her. Upon learning of this, Yu Huimin rushed to their house. She had only just reached the gate when she saw the mother and daughter coming out. She said, "The teacher is off work now. Go directly to her house to find her."

Kong Xiujuan agreed, and without even having a chance to thank her, she pulled Yunya directly to Teacher Jiang's house.

Tian Bilian is Teacher Jiang's youngest daughter. Because she is not married yet, she is still living at her parents' home.

Upon arriving at Teacher Jiang's house, Kong Xiujuan loudly questioned Tian Bilian about why she treated a child so cruelly.

Chinese teacher Tian Bilian disagreed, saying that Yunya needed to be taught a lesson. She believed it was for Yunya's own good to focus more on her studies.

At this moment, Teacher Jiang came in after hearing the commotion. After understanding the situation, she severely criticized her daughter and ordered her to apologize to Yunya.

Although unwilling, Tian Bilian had no choice but to comply. After receiving the apology, Yun Ya felt somewhat relieved of her grievances.

Kong Xiujuan looked at Teacher Jiang and said, "Teacher Jiang, we've been neighbors for so many years, living in the same village and on the same street. This matter can't be left like this. If my daughter has a scar on her face and can't get married when she grows up, your daughter will have to take responsibility."

Tian Bilian retorted, "She's incredibly slow at studying, so what's wrong with punishing her? Besides, why should I be responsible for her future?"

Kong Xiujuan retorted angrily, "I didn't blame you for not studying well; you're still a healthy person even if you don't do well in school. But now that she's injured, has scars, and can't find a husband, that's your fault."

Tian Bilian was speechless after being rebuked; she was indeed in the wrong in this matter.

Kong Xiujuan added, "I understand your anger. Even if you spank her or twist her ear, I won't say anything. Every child gets a beating. But you can't disfigure her."

Tian Bilian continued to argue, "No, I didn't disfigure her. I was just furious and didn't think about the consequences."

Teacher Jiang stepped forward and sincerely apologized: "Kong Xiujuan, I apologize to you on behalf of my daughter. It was my daughter's fault. Please take your daughter to the hospital to get checked out. We'll cover the expenses. Is that alright?"

Kong Xiujuan felt that making a scene was pointless and decided to go to the hospital for a checkup first.

As she was leaving, she said, "I'll take her to the hospital to get checked out first. If she has any scars, I'll come back to you."

Kong Xiujuan took Yunya home and carefully cleaned the dirt off her face. After cleaning the area around the wound, they went to a small clinic where the doctor applied anti-inflammatory ointment.

They also prescribed a box of swelling-reducing and pain-relieving ointment and a box of scar-removing ointment.

Yunya felt much better after feeling the care and concern from those around her.

The Chinese language teacher was disciplined by the school for this incident, and the principal issued a notice criticizing her.

But her reputation among her neighbors also became extremely poor.

Everyone condemned her for treating the students so harshly. They were even more afraid that their own children would suffer the same abuse.

Teacher Jiang was still making excuses for her daughter: "She's just not married, doesn't have children, doesn't understand the mindset of being a mother, and doesn't know how to love and care for children. She's just a little impatient, thinking she should educate her students well. She meant well, wanting to scare the child and make her put more effort into her studies."

The neighbors were stunned; they never expected that Teacher Jiang, who had been a teacher for so many years, would say something like that.

No wonder she raised such a daughter; she's a teacher and has no sense of responsibility as a teacher.

Yun Ya's facial injuries gradually healed, and although no scars were left, the incident remained a shadow in her heart.

Every time she passed by the home of her Chinese teacher, Tian Bilian, she would unconsciously quicken her pace.

The school also launched a teacher ethics education campaign because of this incident. Teachers reflected on their teaching attitudes, fearing that similar incidents would happen again.

After this incident, Tian Bilian became more restrained, but still felt that she had only used excessive methods and had not made any fundamental mistakes.

Her colleagues gradually distanced themselves from her, and parents would ask which class and teacher their new students would be assigned to when enrolling them, knowing that the school had two notoriously ruthless teachers.

Pan Guojiao and Tian Bilian.