American Legendary Life

According to the original plan, the first thing to do when the plane landed in Los Angeles was to return to Beverly and pick up Eric and Fia to see their new home.

There is no problem with the previous steps, but after returning to Beverly, things deviate from the original track, they need to go to school first.

"Why?" Li Zitao asked, driving through the wide-ranging Eguis H1 in person.

"I don't want to say." Eric looked away from the window.

"Eric... Charlie and I need to know the reason, whether it is right or wrong, there is at least one reason... to let you blow the nose of your classmates."

Mary turned to look at him and asked seriously, yes, she was very serious.

Mary is resistant to the use of violence, and so is her husband in her opinion, at least never seen him use violence to solve problems.

"He called me nigga!" Eric looked up at Mary and asked sadly: "Why do they always do this, and what good is they?"

"So you just blew his nose bridge, so that others wouldn't call again?" Li Zitao said calmly: "Do you know? Someone once called me a yellow pig."

"Do you know how I did it?" Li Zitao said with a smile on seeing his curious look.

"How did you do it?" Eric asked, as if he wanted an answer from him.

"I knocked him down on the ground with my fist. It was very easy, just like you did. Then, the people around me looked at me differently."

When Eric smiled proudly, Li Zitao went on to say: "Their eyes seemed to be saying, look, this is what he was,

They are such rude and savage outsiders, they just like the propaganda said, anger will only use violence to solve problems,

We should stay away from him, we should isolate them, nothing else has changed,

In some people’s eyes, I’m just a rare minority, but in the eyes of those with prejudice, they hate yellow skin more. "

Hearing Li Zitao’s words, Eric’s expression was stunned, and after a moment of pondering, he asked back, “What should I do?”

"You should warn him, put away your remarks...apologize to me." Li Zitao nodded affirmatively.

"What if he doesn't listen?" Eric said.

"Then I support you to blow his nose bridge, or you can give him a crotch." Li Zitao raised his right fist and laughed.

"Hey!" Mary looked at the two with tears and smiles, and then said helplessly with a joke: "Well, I agree with Charlie's point, but to save the last foot."

When you are insulted and threatened, you are about to suffer injury. It is everyone's freedom to fight back without warning.

It is very important to be in the United States. The kind of people who will always compromise will only get worse.

When you need to defend your rights, you must not compromise, whether it is just a hurtful sentence, or a direct injury.

When Li Zitao and Mary took Eric into the principal's office, the first question asked before the other party spoke up was: Why would anyone call him a nigga?

"Principal Jenna, after that terrible thing happened in Chicago, hasn't the school noticed how terrible the discrimination problem is?"

Li Zitao looked at Eric next to him and said, "Eric, can you wait outside for a while?"

"Okay." Eric nodded and walked out of the office.

"Mr. Charlie, I think your education method is not conducive to Eric's future development, he..." Jenna said suddenly when Eric went out.

"How about him? Should he accept people's discriminatory look, with an insulting title, nigga? Chocolate?" Mary leaned forward, and looked at her with a bad look.

"Uh... I don't mean that!" Jenna said awkwardly.

"That's good, otherwise I will doubt whether Brentwood School is still a mixed school." Mary looked at her with a smirk.

"Actually, Mrs. Li, we are not a mixed school. Eric is the only one in the school...boy." Jenna had to emphasize this issue.

She is very aware of what Eric has encountered and what happened to her. In her opinion, Li Zitao and Mary should find him a suitable school for him.

For example, the schools in Xiacheng District, or the schools that are all black, so that there will be no more trouble, and you can understand that it is no big deal to be called ‘Nigga’.

"I will compensate each other's medical expenses... At the same time I also hope that he can give Eric an apology, of course, we will also apologize for his experience."

Li Zitao is not going to be a bear parent, but feels the same about Eric's experience. As he said in the car, he experienced that kind of taste.

Being looked at like a monkey with a strange eye, it felt terrible.

Now Li Zitao has learned to get used to it, as long as the other party does not come to him for trouble, they will be safe with each other.

But Eric is just a 12-year-old child. He still cannot accept or be accustomed to such discrimination. He is unfairly resisted to fight against www.NovelMTL.com~, which is what he needs to do.

"Principal Jenna, what I want to tell you is... Eric is part of this family. Although he is not our officially adopted child, there is no difference!"

Mary looked at her brightly and clarified the fact again.

"Okay... I will try to communicate with each other, if I can, I think this is the best result!" Principal Jenna said with a bit of ease.

Li Zitao reached out to signal that the other party was free. Principal Jenna picked up the phone on the desk and dialed a number.

The communication process is very simple. After showing the other party that Li and his wife are willing to compensate for the medical expenses and asking both parties to apologize to each other for a reasonable request, the other party also accepts the plan.

Tonight, the other party will host a banquet in the Marry&Jesse restaurant in Compton.

That night, Li Zitao and Mary dressed up and took Eric wearing a small suit and Fia in the evening dress to the feast.

The Marry&Jesse restaurant is located on Compton’s main street, Alames Street.

When they arrived, the road in front of the restaurant was full of luxury cars of this era, including a limited edition V8r Lamborghini.

"Isn't that a coincidence?" The list of Los Angeles buying V8r flashed in Li Zitao's mind, and several people walked into the restaurant under the leadership of the waiter.

When the waiter was brought to a table against the wall and looked at a family of three strange faces, Li Zitao couldn't help but wonder the origin of the other party.

"Mr. Li, Mrs. Li, welcome..." The three-dimensional skinny, the eyes collapsed, the nose bridge was upright, and the man with the obvious Western appearance stood up gracefully.

"Please allow me to introduce, Curry Madison, this is my wife Taylor, my son Arthur." Curry Madison gestured with a humble smile.