One day, Liu Xiao suddenly ran into the principal's office crying and said, "Woohoo... Grandpa Principal, Teacher Wang hit me." He pointed to a large swollen area on his head and showed it to the principal.

The principal felt that the situation was serious, so he immediately called Liu Xiao's parents and asked Mr. Wang to come to the principal's office.

Teacher Wang received the notice, and when the bell rang, he hurried to the principal's office, while an angry man on the other side also walked to the principal's office.

Teacher Wang was in front, and the man was behind. As they walked, they heard a flutter, and a bird that had just grown hard thorns fell into the fountain.

Without thinking, Teacher Wang jumped into the fountain and fished out the bird, carefully placed it in the grass, and continued walking towards the principal's office.

Teacher Wang pushed the door in, and the man behind him also pushed the door in. As soon as Wang Xiao saw the man, he immediately threw himself into the man's arms and cried, "Dad! Teacher Wang hit me." Then he pointed to Teacher Wang.

The man touched Liu Xiao's head and said, "Son, did you say that Teacher Wang hit you?"

The boy nodded vigorously.

At this time, the man's face sank and he said, "You didn't lie?"

"I didn't... Just now, during the second class, Teacher Wang hit me." Liu Xiao roared in grievance, but his eyes flickered with guilt.

Liu Xiao's father looked at Teacher Wang, and Teacher Wang looked at him without changing his expression. He was not nervous and did not want to explain.

The principal rallied and said, "Teacher Wang, admit your mistake! The child will not wrong the adult, not to mention the child's forehead is red." After saying that, he winked at Teacher Wang.

Who knew that Teacher Wang did not appreciate it, he smiled slightly and said, "Liu Xiao, what did the teacher talk about in the second class today? Tell the teacher?"

"This... I forgot." Liu Xiao said hesitantly.

"Oh, but the teacher told you that the second class is art class, not me, why did you forget?"

"Ah! That was the first lesson. No, the third lesson..." Liu Xiaoyue said more and more chaotic, his expression was nervous, and his footsteps could not help but retreat, and finally grabbed his father's hand and cried hard.

Liu Xiao's father's face sank, he pulled the child to his chest and asked, "Teacher Wang will never hit you, tell dad! Why did you lie?"

The boy was tortured by his father, and his expression became more and more flustered. He slowly said, "I... I... accidentally hit the wound on my head. In order to get revenge on Teacher Wang's daily supervision of my studies, I said he hit me."

The man was very angry when he heard that, and he pulled Liu Xiao to fight, but Teacher Wang hurriedly stopped him.

The man asked in puzzlement, "You still speak for this bastard. He wronged you, but you speak well for him instead?"

Teacher Wang smiled and said, "Children are children after all, and they only judge things subjectively. But I don't understand why you would believe that I didn't beat the child."

The man was silent for a while and said, "Through what you said just now, and I saw that you can't bear to hurt a bird, and you are not afraid to wet yourself to save the bird. Such a person beat my son for his own good."

After hearing this, Teacher Wang said with shame, "I think we have an unshirkable responsibility for such a thing. We have always paid attention to the cultural education of children, but ignored the education of children's character. This is a misunderstanding of education."

After Teacher Wang finished speaking, the three adults looked at Liu Xiao and fell silent when they saw his crying and grievance.