TNIBFT -Chapter 41 First Day of School, Already Challenging Someone

“Your dad can’t even read!”

Ye Shuangxue bristled and immediately retorted.

Thinking of Ye Tian’s usual lazy, uneducated ways, she felt a bit guilty and quickly folded her schoolbag, clutching it to her chest.

Just last night, Ye Tian had excitedly brought out three schoolbags, each with a different design. When she tried to choose one, Ye Tian told her that the names were already written on them—making them the only schoolbags of their kind in the world.

That scoundrel Ye Tian was definitely just showing off.

“Hahaha…”

The chubby boy laughed loudly, pointing at Ye Shuangxue as she sat down sheepishly, then glanced around and said, “The names on them—three characters, all three wrong. Ye Shuangxue, your dad really is scholarly!”

“The patterns on the bags don’t even look like chickens or ducks. Your dad not only can’t read, he can’t even draw. What’s there to brag about?”

The chubby boy, Shi Hao, was the son of a landlord from Lingfeng Village. He was usually the center of admiration, and no one had ever dared to outshine him.

Now, on the very first day that Ye Shuangxue and her siblings came to school, they were already showing off so blatantly—it annoyed him.

The surrounding children covered their mouths, giggling. Some whispered: “I heard his dad’s a rogue, always getting beaten for stealing!”

“Really?”

“I even peed on his dad once…”

“His dad has to kneel in front of my dad!”

Ye Tian’s reputation was known far and wide—mention his name, and everyone had heard of him.

The mocking made Ye Yunting clench his fists. Once again, because of Ye Tian, he and his siblings were being bullied, unable to lift their heads.

Someone like Ye Tian wasn’t fit to be a father.

A group of little kids surrounded Ye Shuangxue and her siblings, starting to jeer. Shi Hao went further—he stomped his foot on Xiao Jiang’s desk, tilting his chin upward, and said, “Kid, use your trashy new schoolbag to wipe my shoes clean. If it’s not clean, you’ll lick it.”

“You’re bullying us!”

Xiao Jiang frowned, his big eyes glaring at Shi Hao in anger, almost on the verge of tears.

Seeing Shi Hao ignore him, Xiao Jiang could only threaten resentfully, “I’ll tell the teacher!”

“Hahaha…”

The other kids laughed mockingly. The teacher only taught lessons and returned to the back yard afterward—no one would interfere. If they wanted to survive in school, the teacher couldn’t help them.

Clearly, all the students were led by Shi Hao. There wasn’t a single witness; even if they told the teacher, nothing could be done—it would just end in nothing.

Shi Hao smirked, exuding the air of a boss waiting for his subordinates.

“Lick it!”

“Oh, licking shoes!”

“Your dad’s a mangy dog, and you’re a little mangy dog, mangy dog!”

“Mangy dog, lick the shoes!”

The kids egged him on. Ye Shuangxue couldn’t stand it any longer. She stepped forward, grabbed Shi Hao’s ankle, and glared at him sharply. “Chubby, put your foot down, or I won’t be polite.”

“Don’t rush. After your little brother’s done licking, it’ll be your turn—one by one!”

Shi Hao chuckled smugly.

The watching children laughed at the misfortune, though a few in the crowd looked uneasy. They understood one thing: if you didn’t want to be bullied by Shi Hao, you had to follow him and bully others.

“I’ll make you lick!”

Ye Shuangxue snapped. With a sudden surge of strength, she flipped the chubby boy—who weighed around 80–90 jin—onto the ground.

“Boom!”

Shi Hao lost his balance, his back slamming heavily onto the desk behind him.

“Ah…”

“Ye Shuangxue hit someone!”

The children cried out in shock. Shi Hao lay on the ground, clutching his sides and grimacing, snarling, “Beat her for me!”

“Beat him!”

Ye Shuangxue’s little face flushed red as she picked up a cushion from the ground and smashed it. Seeing their sister surrounded, Xiao Jiang immediately stood up and threw his schoolbag at the attackers. Ye Yunting joined in without hesitation—anyone who came near his younger siblings got hit with whatever he could grab.

“Tomorrow I’ll have my dad come and have Ye Tian beaten to death!”

“And you three little brats too!” Shi Hao yelled at the trio of siblings with a face full of hatred.

Ye Shuangxue, who had originally tried to avoid fighting, could no longer hold back. She leapt forward and sat directly on Shi Hao: “Smack!” She delivered a hard slap to his face, making his head spin.

His nose was nearly going to bleed.

Shi Hao’s eyes welled with tears from the pain. Was this kid raised on some super strength pills?

No wonder she’s been doing heavy work since she was little—she’s so strong.

“Waaah…” Shi Hao, unaccustomed to such humiliation, broke down and cried after one more smack.

Ye Shuangxue sat atop him, sleeves rolled up past her wrists, looking commanding. “Are you still going to curse me?”

“You dare hit my dad, I’ll kill you first!”

“Still want to fight? What do you say?”

“Waaah…” Shi Hao hadn’t even recovered yet. As soon as he opened his mouth: “Smack!” Another loud slap landed. He covered his face with both hands, mumbling incoherently: “N-no… I won’t hit anymore. I…I won’t dare again.”

“Hmph!”

Ye Shuangxue let out a proud, slightly haughty snort. Just as she thought it was over: “What are you all doing?!”

A furious shout rang out. Ye Shuangxue quickly stood straight, and Shi Hao got up from the floor. The other children in the school all stood along the sides of the desks, heads bowed, looking like they were ready to be reprimanded.

Shi Hao, still sniffling, cried, “Master, Ye Shuangxue hit people!”

“No, it’s the three siblings hitting me together. Everyone saw it; everyone can testify.”

Tao Lichun was at his wit’s end. Normally, the school only had minor scuffles, but today was different: tables overturned, books and brushes scattered all over the floor, ink splattered on the walls, and even the saint’s portrait was defaced. Tao Lichun grew angrier the more he saw. Holding his ruler, he fixed a sharp gaze on Ye Yunting: “You speak.”

Tao Lichun had a personal preference—he valued Ye Yunting greatly and planned to focus on cultivating him over the next few years.

The atmosphere in the school became tense. With the ruler in the master’s hand, not a single child dared to breathe loudly.

A hit on the palm would make it impossible to hold chopsticks for days.

The pain—only those who’ve been struck would understand.

Ye Yunting lowered his head and said, “Master, Shi Hao insulted us first. That’s why I hit him.”

“It has nothing to do with my brother. I’m the one who’s not afraid to fight.”

Ye Shuangxue’s cold little face was defiant as she stared at Tao Lichun, standing in front of her brother. She looked at everyone in the school and said, “They can all testify, right?”

“It has nothing to do with my brother or my little brother. If anyone is to be punished, it should be me.”

Her attitude was unrepentant, like a stubborn little pig unafraid of boiling water. Tao Lichun’s anger flared, his eyes narrowing as he blew out his breath: “Since you were the one who hit, then you must take responsibility alone. Ten strikes to the palm. Any objections?”

“No!”

Ye Shuangxue lifted her chin, fearless as if facing death, and held out her hand without even glancing at Tao Lichun.

“Smack!”

The ruler fell like thunder.

The timid children shivered in fear, peeking at Ye Shuangxue from the corners of their eyes. She bit her lips, remaining silent.

A little punishment like this—what was it? These people simply hadn’t seen the world.

“Tomorrow, have your father come. Then this ruler won’t be needed.”